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My core simmers as I remember the hard, angular edges of his muscles as he pinned me to the ground. The way his fingers curled around my throat. The thick muscle of his thigh throbbing against my pussy when my legs were spread around him.

I squeeze my thighs together.

Yeah, I need to get out of here.

Just as I’m getting up to leave, my eyes land on something I missed, sitting neatly-of-course on a little shelf near the window: a camera.

A nice one, too. Digital SLR, expensive lens, all sorts of bells and whistles.

My brow quirks.

Mischievous, horny Bella has an idea…

I don’t know why I do it. Probably a mix of wanting to push him off a cliff but also maybe ride his face?

Either way, a minute later, I’m holding the camera above myself as I lie in his bed, the lens aimed at my torso as I lift my shirt and bra to show the “eat a dick” message written across my sternum in the same red marker as my note.

I take a couple of shots and then delete the weird ones until there’s just one new photo on his fancy camera, showing me from my smirking lips down to my belly button, tits and all, the words emblazoned on my skin.

I snicker as I tug my shirt back down, turn the camera off, and place it back on the shelf.

I take one last smug look around at my chaos and destruction. Then, with a supremely satisfied nod, I turn and slip from the room.

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DAMIANO

FurbabyMom203: WTF???!!

RebeccaAtkins12: THIS IS DISGUSTING!! REPORTED!!

PeterCorwynn_: F**king vile

SassafrasOrganicTN: People are SICK!!!

A grin spreads across my face as my eyes briefly dip from my target to scan the comments section on my phone.

TBR_Queen: This is fucking gross!! Y TF is this on my feed??

NateThaGoat: NOPE.

LorenLifts314: WHY AM I SEEING THIS?!?!

Well, Loren, the reason you and the…*checks account*…nine hundred and thirty-seven thousand other people were served the video of a decaying roadkill possum with maggots crawling out if its face is that I am very fucking good at what I do, just like anything I decide to direct my focus on.

I don’t know why I’m like this, other than being a very fast learner. And I guess the fact that I pretty much never forget anything.

Ever.

So…school? Yeah, not a problem. Being charming, magnetic, and dare I say enchanting in public situations? Handled. Numbers, hockey, car engines, languages, quite literally anything else I put my put my mind to?

Done. Sorted.

My attention shifts and my eyes land on my target once again as we cross through downtown Hawthorne Hollow. I dim my phone for a second and pull my hood up around my face a bit more. Then I match my steps to my target's as we take the next left.

I glance back at my phone.

JasonCeltsFan9: This shit is SUPER FUCKED dude