Vceria
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"You know that kind of kiss, the one that makes you want more even when you're already drowning in it."
"I never said I wanted it-"
"At least I do." He squeezes my waist. Hard. "And if I get the urge to smoke, I want to crave your mouth instead. Not nicotine. Not anything else."
His lips hover over mine, close enough to taste the warmth of his breath.
"You have to have that effect on me, Celia," he whispers. "Make me fiend for you."
What a strange way to stitch a dangerous word with an innocent one. Kitty Gang. What kind of name is that? Some people might picture an actual cat in a gang, but most would take it as a metaphor. 'Ah, kitty means cute, gang means danger. So... cute but dangerous?' It's a word meant to bait you. Meant to pull you in. Playful dressed as innocence. Toxicity hidden behind clueless eyes.
Kitty Gang.
In this book, it is not about calling someone a cat. It is about the art of being manipulatively playful-soft on the surface, deadly underneath, innocence used as a weapon.
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For those who have read THAT book, this story is not a continuation of Kitty Gang. It's a refined, standalone version inspired by the same tone and themes. (That book was my practice smut book and this one, well, it isn't now. Wrote too many smuts to say I don't need any practice anymore lol)- So, this is a whole new book. Plus... that was written last year XD