He was in love.
Never had he felt so exposed, enthralled or entranced. There was a clear explanation for this, his emotions. It was his own doing.
He couldn't help being good, he always threw himself head first into challenges. Except, this time he fell head over heels into a trap. His reality was constant, except when she was around. When she was near - he had to do his best in proving that he was not in fact, clear as day- in love.
Acting irrational and unlike himself, trying to dig himself out of the grave he'd dug himself. Hate, anger, jealousy, were duplicitous with his love for her.
It indeed was a dangerous formula.
But would love and life be worth it, if it wasn't dangerous?
He tried to keep things as simple and transparent as he could. The only problem was, fate always had something else cooked up for him.
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Love In Play
FanfictionThey fell in love for work. Both knowing that it was not real but for the reel. Removed, they were incompatible, independent-complete disjunction. Together, they were like magnets repelling-forced together in a dance of magnetic attraction. Work wo...
