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𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐒 - Hazel Callahan de caileespaenyswife
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𝐇𝐀𝐙𝐄𝐋. BOTTOMS. Bottoms spoilers!! HAZEL CALLAHAN X FEM OC Book warnings: Violence, strong language, sexual activity, etc I DO NOT OWN ANY OF BOTTOMS OR ANY OF THEIR CHARACTERS. I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE GIFS IN THIS STORY. Sorry if there are any spelling mistakes or anything like that!!
Hit Like A Girl ━━ CALLAHAN de -pastelmic-
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"you got it girl. this is your world. i'll be right there supporting." OR WHERE Calliope Reyes joins an all girls fight club her senior year. BOTTOMS female oc 𝓍 hazel callahan Bottoms and all of it's franchise © 𝘌𝘮𝘮𝘢 𝘚𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘙𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘭 𝘚𝘦𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘵 OC and Creative Plot © -𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘮𝘪𝘤- Graphics by © -𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘮𝘪𝘤-
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[MAJOR EDITING] Aside from her breathtaking beauty and desirable personality the young spy Isabella Garcia is far from lovely. She's intelligent, dangerous, deadly, and positively any villain's worst nightmare. She's placed on a mission going undercover to win the trust and love of the most feared Don, Lorenzo Russo. Only to take down the powerful mafia he's built from nothing. She's determined to take down the handsome, cold, arrogant boss regardless of the tempting lustful desires. ...Or so she thought after one night takes a turn leading the original plan through stressful obstacles. What will happen when the hate and pretending between the two turns into forbidden love? Who will Isabella betray at the end, her agency or her love? ______ His hand remains on the back of my neck, the cold glass brushing my lips, and I drink. The bitter, acidic, tart fruit flavor overpowering the sweet cake. Lorenzo's light eyes darken with fierce, anger as he watches me swallow the wine then finally parting the glass away from my mouth. The cup almost shattering in his hold before letting it go onto the wooden table. His thumb grazed my lips, staining red with the leftover wine. He scans his finger then brings it to his mouth, his blazing look remaining back on me. My stomach is twisting. My universe is spinning with insanity. He speaks low so only we can hear, "Try that again Isabella and I'll have you wishing I poison you." Started 3/5/21