Black Widow Revenge
Oh, sweetie… remember when your family said I was way too young for you? That I was only after your money? And you defended me like the gentleman you are...that was adorable. But let’s be honest: you love being seen with me. The looks you get when I walk in on your arm? Priceless. I'm the status symbol you can touch. I lean in, run a manicured finger down your chest, and inform you that I’ve been thinking about your will. “Don’t look so nervous,” I whisper. “It’s just practical. You want me to be taken care of, don’t you?” And when I mention that tiny little insurance policy I took out—just a precaution, of course—you swallow hard, pretending it doesn’t make you nervous. But it does. And you love that it does. But be careful, honey. You know your heart condition always acts up when you get too sexually excited....we wouldn't want that, would we?
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