Philadelphia Coffee Meet
Added 2023-11-19 16:00:02 +0000 UTC“Did you orchestrate that meet in Philadelphia? When we went for coffee?”
“Yes.”
Her lashes swept down to conceal the disappointment that clouded her eyes. A part of her knew that meetup was pushing coincidence too far. She was too old to believe in fate, but she’d harbored a small kernel of hope, which just died.
“You played me,” she said quietly.
“Did I?”
He grasped her hand and forced her fingers to unfurl. He examined the crescent marks on her palm before he raised her hand to his lips. Her fingertips twitched as he lapped at the indentions on her palm.
“The night we met, in a room full of prospects, you picked me. You told me to take your hand and led me into a new world. You took my side when you didn’t have to and spoke about my accomplishments with more pride than I did. You gave me my first nickname and talked to me as if I was your best friend. You seduced me. I didn’t have a fucking choice but to make you mine.”
She snatched her hand back and wiped it on her pants. “That’s not what happened. Stop twisting this around.“
“I may have been intrigued by the fact that you were a Hennessy and your knowledge of the inner workings of your father’s circles, but I was too busy trying to fuck you to bother getting that information out of you. And after I had you, I was too focused on keeping you to care whose daughter you were or who you were promised to. I wanted everything you are for myself.”
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Did any of you have any doubts that it wasn't orchestrated??
Comments
he never fails to shock me at this point 😭💗💗
zara 💗
2023-11-22 15:13:43 +0000 UTC“i was too busy trying to fuck you to bother getting that information out of you.” somebody pick me up off the floor
miyah🪐
2023-11-20 17:20:17 +0000 UTC
