decadent-rider
Twenty Thousand Club
Carmen grit her teeth. “Am I hearing this correctly? If that is the case you are no daughter of mine!” She snapped at her. “Your brother was right. You are too passive for this life.” She muttered, turning away from her.
He smiled and watched her, sitting down at the table and leaned back a little. “How did you get started in all of this then? Cause I know you weren’t born into it.”
He smiled and watched her, sitting down at the table and leaned back a little. “How did you get started in all of this then? Cause I know you weren’t born into it.”