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𝗦𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀!

𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝟱𝗸 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘀!
𝗙𝗼𝗿 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗽𝗲𝗼𝗽𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗺𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗜 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝘃𝗶𝗲𝘄𝘀 𝗮𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝗼 𝗛𝗨𝗚𝗘 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗼 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗼'𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 '𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗮𝗰𝗲𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗱𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗿'.

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22nd

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𝗪𝗲𝗲𝗸𝗹𝘆 𝗡𝗲𝘄𝘀:

𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚊𝚞𝚍𝚒-𝙰𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝙶𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍-𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚡 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚘𝚗𝚎-𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜.
𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜, 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚜,𝚃𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊,𝙿𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙺𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚍.
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚙 𝚘𝚏 𝟺 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚜
𝚘𝚏 𝙼𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚘.

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𝙏𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙖 𝙏𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙏𝙪𝙧𝙣𝙚𝙧'𝙨 𝙋𝙊𝙑:

"Do you need anything before we meet up with Kika and Pierre,love?" His male voice rasped into my ear meanwhile his two strong arms wrapped around my waist and my head weakly leaned onto his head that was buried into my shoulder. The past few days I caught myself every now and then getting weak and falling for his touch. Every time he activated his '𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘦𝘴-𝘌𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵' on me I felt the same shiver falling down my spine and my hands wrapping around him while holding onto for dear life.

A restrained groan escaped his mouth when my fingers played with his soft hair,slightly pulling it. The next moment I was placed on the sink of his bathroom and Charles was standing between two legs as we stared into each other's souls. I continued playing with his curls,enjoying the way his eyes betrayed him. Those round colourful eyes of his spoke to me saying more than enough for me to continue.

"I love your hair,Char" I whispered while covering it with quiet giggles of mine still staring at him. Charles' cheeks started flushing as his tongue licked those beautiful lips uncontrollably. "Thank you,love. Now,do you need anything?" Charles said as his hands began to travel. I almost felt myself shivering again when his fingers lightly squeezed my skin around the area of my waist and hips. They even traveled to my rips carefully caressing them.

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘍𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘋𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳 / 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘓𝘦𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘤Where stories live. Discover now