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Damn near purred when he turned it over.

I’d learn later that it was a hundred-thousand-dollar car.

At the time, I just knew it was hot.

And I was in it.

And, for a moment, I wasn’t the poor girl with the drunk mom and absent dad.

I was a girl who had the hottest guy in town driving her home.

“Baby girl, this is the park,” Czar told me when I told him to park the car.

“I know,” I agreed, giving him a warm smile.

The fact of the matter was, there was a little trailer park on the other end of the park, just ten little mostly-falling apart single-wides that everyone kind of forgot existed, hidden away behind a thick row of trees that the township had brought in and planted to hide the park from the prettier area of the suburbs.

“You don’t have a home?” he asked, concern creasing his somewhat stern brow.

And, God, that just made me want him more.

I didn’t think.

I just reached across his body, finding the button to make his seat scoot back, pushing it until it wouldn’t go anymore, then climbing up on his lap, hiking up my skirt, and sealing my lips over his.

That was the first time in my life that I got fucked and enjoyed it. Came, even. Twice, actually.

I think young, infatuated me, had maybe been in an orgasm daze or some shit for those first few weeks, even months.

I was oblivious to all the red flags planted all over the place.

The nice car, the designer clothes, fancy jewelry, the endless wads of cash he always had on hand.

It probably didn’t help that he spent a lot of that cash on me. Buying me clothes and jewelry, shoes, tattoos, anything my heart desired.

As one of the poorest girls in town, yeah, I’d really enjoyed being spoiled, having someone take care of me for a change.

It wasn’t long before I was in love with the man.

But, objectively, it was that young, needy, obsessed kind of love.

All-consuming.

Unhealthy.

I’d say we were almost a year into shit when the cops showed up with a search warrant for the first time.

I’d been naked in bed and horrified as they charged in, pulling the blankets over myself, and watching as they all but ransacked Czar’s place.

Looking for, well, I didn’t know what.

At the time, I’d been naive and a little bit gullible. So when Czar said they were just harassing him, I didn’t press.

But then he got pulled over.

The car got searched.

He got searched.

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