Saving Myself Until the Beast Moved In Next Door

After coming to college, I realized I was the only virgin in my class.

I grew up in a conservative Christian family. Before I left home, my mother warned me:

“A woman’s first time must be with her husband on their wedding night.”

So, even though the girls around me mocked me, and even though I craved freedom, I couldn’t break free from those chains.

That is, until Adam stormed into my life like a wild beast.

He’s my neighbor—eight-pack abs, tousled curly hair.

Damn it… and he’s packing 8.5 inches!

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