~Lily~
Do you know what is worse than being wrecked against a yacht wall by your best friend’s father until you thought your soul had permanently left your body?
Waking up the next morning and realizing you are still on the yacht, in his bed, and your entire body feels like it has been hit by a Daddy-shaped truck.
My thighs ached so badly that I honestly thought I would never walk again, my hips were sore, my boobs were still tingling from the way he had mauled them, and my hair looked like a family of birds had built a multistory apartment complex inside it. I did not even want to glance between my legs because I was genuinely afraid smoke would come out.
I rolled over and groaned into the pillow, dragging it completely over my face as if that could erase my shame.
“Nope, not toda
