Too Late, Mr. Parker
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Everyone thinks I'm the wild child of the family, the one who won't fall in line.
Blake's the young king of the business world—rational, cold, always in those perfectly cut suits.
But every night, he's got me pinned underneath him, breathing my name.
He said I was his, but never let me see daylight. Until she came back—my father's mistress's daughter, in her white dress, smiling like an angel.
On my birthday, he went to pick her up from the airport. When the chandelier crashed down, he carried her to the hospital and left me bleeding on the floor. When she smashed my mother's heirloom, he made me apologize on my knees. He said she was fragile, needed care; said I was strong enough to understand.
Then I heard them on my bed, her moaning his name.
So I left. Married a man who truly loved me. And he went insane.
He kidnapped me, forced a wedding, announced to the world I was his wife.
But this time, I just smiled and shook my head.
"Let go. It's too late."
Blake's the young king of the business world—rational, cold, always in those perfectly cut suits.
But every night, he's got me pinned underneath him, breathing my name.
He said I was his, but never let me see daylight. Until she came back—my father's mistress's daughter, in her white dress, smiling like an angel.
On my birthday, he went to pick her up from the airport. When the chandelier crashed down, he carried her to the hospital and left me bleeding on the floor. When she smashed my mother's heirloom, he made me apologize on my knees. He said she was fragile, needed care; said I was strong enough to understand.
Then I heard them on my bed, her moaning his name.
So I left. Married a man who truly loved me. And he went insane.
He kidnapped me, forced a wedding, announced to the world I was his wife.
But this time, I just smiled and shook my head.
"Let go. It's too late."














































