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It was suffocating. Mabel felt smothered by his attention. This grown ass man couldn't just let her breathe? She wasn't even biologically his daughter just a piece of paper and ink kept them chained together.
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Adopting a teenager is difficult, even more if the adoptive father is a control freak and a creep.
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"Stop, Mabel... I don't want to get you sick—" Jerry warned between labored breaths, his chest rising and falling rapidly.
Mabel rolled her eyes.
"Jesus Christ, Jerry. That's not even how it works. You can't infect me from just a kiss," she countered, as if explaining basic arithmetic to a stubborn child.
Jerry's fever-flushed face twisted in disbelief.
Was she serious?
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Jerry gets sick and Mabel wants to help.
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- Part 3 of Jerry and Mabel sitting under a tree
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Mabel's hatred certainly burned so deep it made her skin flush with heat at just the thought of him. When she imagined Jerry's face, those sharp features, the silver-streaked hair always perfectly styled, her palms grew damp. When they argued in person, her words tangled in her throat, not just from anger, but from the way her pulse raced whenever he stood too close.
She loathed how much she noticed about him.
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Mabel jerks off.
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- Part 2 of Jerry and Mabel sitting under a tree
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Fuck. The sacrilegious word branded itself across his conscience. Fuck, she saw. The realization came with nauseating clarity, she'd caught him staring not with pastoral concern, but hungry, human want. His collar suddenly felt like a noose.
Mabel's lips twisted into something bitter and knowing. "There's something wrong, Father?" The title dripped venom.
The forest seemed to hold its breath. Somewhere deep in the woods, a branch cracked like a gunshot.
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Mabel is too angelic to not be the target of the priest's lust.
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It only took signing a piece of paper to make her Mabel Tanaka-Generazzo officially his by law and name and state record. No grand ceremony, just a quiet notary office under dim warm candle lights, witnessed only by the clerk, his mother beaming like she’d won the lottery, and Mabel’s trembling hands clutching wildflowers instead of bouquet roses because “plastic-wrapped bouquets are trash,” even on this day.
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Jerry manipulates, marries and makes a recap of his life since he met Mabel until today.
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