A feel-good Ville Valo romance, with just the right amount of smuttiness. What happens when a 26 year old virgin with a broken mind, meets the ever so charming Ville Valo. Here's a little snippet of what's in store for you guys. "One of his hands shot up from my ass to my hair, and grabbed it roughly between his fingers, jerking my head to the side. A gasp mixed with a moan hitched in my throat, at the sudden pain in my scalp. A pain I realized, I actually kind of liked. Our lips separated with a wet smack, and he attacked my neck, feasting on my sensitive flesh, leaving his mark on me. He kissed his way back up my neck, licking along the shell of my ear. I almost didn't recognize his voice, it was hoarse and so low. Almost like a growl. "God you are so sexy." I felt his heated words as a hot damp breath against my ear, and I bit my lip. His hand let go of my hair, and trailed down my front, stopping on my breast. He didn't move it for a couple of seconds, awaiting my response. I jerked my hips hard against his arousal, longing for more pressure at my now soaking core, and for him to touch me." Disclaimer: I don't own Ville Valo, or anything affiliated with H.I.M or other famous people mentioned in this story. Warning: this will eventually become very smutty

"And I'm here... Just waiting for you to come home...."

"all I do is ruin things, it's all I'm good at.. I don't want to add you to that list." I looked down, but he spoke up again. "It would be an honour to be ruined by you." AP soysawce 2017

I release my fists that had crumpled up the pages I had placed on the podium. Only after a few minutes did I realize how tense I was. I can feel many eyes on me but I don't have the courage to look up and meet their stares. I close my eyes and focus on my words. Breathe in... Breathe out. I collect my thoughts, swallow the lump of anxiety and begin: "He was a complicated person-"