PROLOGUE

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PROLOGUE:

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Forbidden, is how they construe me,

Elusive, is what I am, they love to play with Fire, I love to burn their hearts. Their words affront me as a Roamer, I care less for they are now just formers. World concludes, they are players, my vision can see through their conceited layers.

The floor I walk, they kiss with their lips, I'm THE GODDESS that they die to worship!

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Wednesday, 1, August, 2012.

SHE IS BACK!

The Devil in Disguise is back!

All the top Newspaper headlines almost screamed!

Was this a good news?

Everybody wanted to witness her, she was the recent addiction, her charisma was hard to escape, almost godly. all women aspired to be like her, whereas men desired her with a blind passion. She ruled hearts. Nobody could hate her, even if she would've murdered some one ruthlessly they'd still love her, it was as if, nothing could ever contaminate their feelings.

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"hey Pig, stop fucking snoring and wake up!"

Blore teased his best friend Krait.

"Fuck off! Let me sleep!"

Krait spat back almost venomously.

"Sure thing! But with CRYSTAL!"

Blore teased, ignorant of Krait's, animal like acrimony.

"Bastard! HOW DARE YOU say that?"

He almost choked his best friend's throat, his eyes reflected blood lust, He wouldn't mind killing him if he hadn't pleaded!

"Sorry Krait! Please, please spare me, I'm seriously sorry! I just wanted to tell you, she's back, its all over the news."

His best friend pleaded in a choked voice!

He somehow suppressed his deadly anger and released his best friend's throat.

Krait, was like his name, deadly and venomous. And all he imagined about was being with her. Crystal. And anyone, who would try to snatch her away from him wouldn't survive.

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Everyone was happy yet nervous. To have her back in town, was a privilege. She was one eye candy. But how did she look now was a question that they never got an answer to. They were dying to witness her this time.

Nostalgia was hitting them hard in the gut, all they could remember was, her almost naked body, drenched in champaign, in a 6 feet huge glass.

She had worn a baby pink, satin dress that ended above her thighs, and when the champaign was poured over her body, the wet fabric of her silky dress clung to her killer body revealing all her curves, that highlighted each inch of her luscious body to the core.

Her hair were wet, she looked like the Goddess of sex. None of the men have been able to get this event out of their mind. They were expecting her to allow them to pleasure her so much, that she'd lose her heart to one of them. But they were living in an illusion.

She has a golden heart, all who tried to get to her heart concluded. Everybody mistook her for an angel, but having a golden heart meant, having a heart of a precious metal. Metal don't feel love, they are lusty and that's about it.

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