Serene_writez
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"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐟𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫... 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲"
𝐀𝐡𝐬𝐚𝐧 𝐱 𝐖𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐲𝐚
He wasn't the kind who liked his world touched-
A man of silence, of solitude, of guarded glances and locked drawers.
He hated when someone crossed into his space,
Until she came,
A hurricane wrapped in ribbons and sunshine,
The most precious little bundle of chaos,
Who didn't just walk in-
She danced right past the gates he'd built.
And somehow...
He didn't mind at all.
She was shattered by the ones she trusted the most - accused, abandoned, left bleeding in silence.
But then he came... not to fix her, but to hand her the gun.
To guide her trembling fingers - not to her own head,
but to his chest.
He anchored her rage,
and corrupted her innocence,
in the most loving way possible.
- A story of ruin, revenge, and reckless salvation.
𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐩𝐬:
𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞
𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐜𝐨𝐦
𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞
𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬(𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲)
𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧
𝐀𝐠𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐩
𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐲
𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞
𝐓𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐞
𝐆𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐲 𝐱 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞
𝐌𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢-𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐬