Rey es el chico malo del barrio, es el terror del barrio, tiene fama de desacatado. No es solo un chico malo, en el barrio lo llaman: Hijo del Pecado. Margarita es una chica buena de una familia rica que se cansó de su vida de lujos. ¿Qué pasará cuando esos dos mundos se vayan a chocar? La historia está inspirada en la cancion 'Lokura' de Lali.

✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩ 𝗗𝗢𝗡𝗗𝗘... Cielo es una estilista de "Margarita" 𝗢 𝗗𝗢𝗡𝗗𝗘... Mateo es un actor de la nueva serie de Cris Morena 𝗗𝗢𝗡𝗗𝗘 ellos dos se encuentran ׂׂૢ་༘࿐ೢִֶָ 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐒

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My thoughts you can't decode.. Sequel : Escape Route.

subterranean; /ˌsʌbtəˈreɪnɪən/; adjective; existing, occurring, or done under the earth's surface; secret; concealed. // Half of them are staring at me right now, observing my look, my body. I feel like I'm an animal in the circus that everyone came to see, I'm in a cage and I feel my throat tightening. I want to disappear from here. The other half is chatting loudly, but I still don't know what's the topic, I don't want to know. One of them sits with his back to me, completely ignoring me. That's the best that he could have done for me tonight. Thank good God. I'm starting to feel relief, taking a step back, when one of them speaks to me. ''Is your name really Persephone?'' ''Ye-'' I stop in mid-answer. A weird feeling spreads across my shoulders as the realization hits me. It's coming down to my stomach and then to my legs. I just got goosebumps from head to toes. I feel more unsafe than ever before. The heat comes from deep inside my body and I feel the blood being pumped into my head. My face's burning. My hands start to shake. This voice. I've heard it before. I slowly move my eyes to the right, where the man sits. At the same time, he moves his head to the left. I can clearly see his side profile and I feel like I'm about to pass out. This can't be happening. This isn't true, it's just my imagination playing another trick on me. The notebook slips from my hands and lands on the dark, dirty club floor. // Harry and Persephone met by accident. An accident they both wish to forget, but little do they know, it's only going to bring them more problems. The events will force them to make decisions that are only going to bring them closer to each other. // #1 in subterranean No translations allowed! Started: 9th August 2022

{completed} "I want to go home." I plead. "Do you? Because Lydia, I will take you home myself if that's what you want." He says lowly. I knit my brows together in confusion. He takes another step toward me. "But, don't you remember? There's people out there, Lydia." He steps right up to me and tucks a piece of my hair behind my ear. "People who want to hurt you." he continues. I feel tears well up in my eyes as I let out a sharp exhale. Harry leans down so that his lips are right next to my ear and I tremble in pure terror. "And this time..." I feel him speak against my ear. "I won't be there to save you." he whispers darkly. -- ~crumble ; verb -to break apart into small fragments especially over a period of time due to deterioration. ~ loving him meant risking everything. he was trouble and she knew it... but it was so hard to stay away. Harry Styles is a criminal. He has criminal friends and lives a criminal lifestyle. Lydia White has been a good girl her whole life. A twist of fate causes the two of them to meet. Lydia falls for Harry but soon discovers who he is. Now, he has enemies out to get him...and her.

Trabajando para una mafia líder en el mundo, Harry sabe cómo matar, cómo cazar a sus víctimas, y cómo evitar cualquier compañía de cualquier tipo. Está acostumbrado a un ambiente solitario, tranquilo, y duro. Él es el mejor en lo que hace. Y todo lo que hace se vuelve problemático cuando está asignado a proteger a la hija del jefe de asesinos conocido a nivel mundial. Catalina intenta comprenderle, eventualmente fallando porque en lugar de eso, ella se enamora de un hombre tan dispuesto a resistirse a ella. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [Contiene contenido maduro] traducción al español por © stylesmotel Todos los derechos reservados a @zeffervescent

La vida no es justa, y eso Logan lo sabe muy bien. Después de una dolorosa pérdida, su corazón se ha vuelto hermético, frío e inquebrantable. No le importa que todos crean que es el malo de la historia. Leah nunca se ha sentido la protagonista de la suya. Vive con la cabeza enterrada en los libros, intentando pasar desapercibida, y se refugia en la gran comunidad de lectores que tiene en internet. Leah no es el tipo de chica que Logan está buscando. Y Logan es la clase de chico que Leah trata de evitar. Quizá por eso lo que hay entre ellos funciona tan bien. YA EN LIBRERÍAS de España, Chile, Uruguay, Argentina, México, Colombia, Ecuador y Perú.

"A killer who is afraid of guns and another who is afraid of the dark, huh? Quite the team." ~•~~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ Cleo knows what she's capable of and how good she is at her job... only this kind of job includes murder and torture. She's been in this business along with her family for a while now to know how things work. She has her share of enemies and a body count that keeps growing, but what could possibly happen if her next job involved someone she hated profoundly? Someone that she had tried and is still trying to kill now? Harry is just as dangerous as her and they have a past... their families go a long way back and they know better than to interfere with each other's business. Nothing good could happen if they crossed paths... and that's exactly what is going to happen. ~•~~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ *This is NOT my original work, this is a reupload! * Spotify Playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/3yTXKUa4dqvenOkJzMpyo7?si=ZgBNBNVVTaCCkRoFWbtKdw&pi=u-aoIbo3iIRpqx