***Possible trigger warning- mentions of abuseape
JO POV
Was I avoiding Vincent? Hell yes! But I was being truthful about helping out Gladdis. Her and Jessica were swamped with baking. I can’t bake for s**t, but I sure can organize and label boxes, so I helped where I could. After about three hours of that, I decided to head home.
Oh, I took my precious time.
When I get home, some of the men were watching a game on tv, but going upstairs, it was eerily quiet. Before I can even reach the room, I’m pinned to the wall- my front flushed with the wall as my head was tilted to the side. I knew it was Vincent.
He had a firm grip on my wrists that settled at my sides while his body surrounded mine. It wasn’t painful, and sadly, I was a little turned on. He places a kiss where hi
