The Birthday Present
HurtingInsideForever
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"Sweetheart."
I freezed, but whirled around with my cold mask firmly in place. My heart battered out a tune against my ribs, but I didn't notice. Landon's ice cold, blue eyes met my own. I shuddered unnoticeably.
It had been the sole focus of some of my nightmares, them eyes. They were cold, and forever changing colours. On a good day it would be blue, bad then it would be grey.
The two years had been good on him, and he was no longer a teenage bad boy but a deadly man, a gang leader. Muscle he used to have were now firm and toned, his straight jaw hard and strong.
Masculine.
I made sure my composure hadn't broken. "Landon. How nice to see you." I greeted coldly, wiping my clammy hands on my short dress casually.
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Traumatised. That's what Tori Peterson, A.K.A Torrance Sander, is. She's traumatised. You're probably thinking, 'Oh yeah? Did someone steal her animal crackers?'. Nope, you're not even close. She watched her family get murdered by a ruthless gang leader, Landon Michaels, her ex-boyfriend, in front of her eyes. You're probably thinking, 'What the fuck? This is so cliché!'. Well, yeah, you're close. Tori's past is catching up to her, and what happens when she leaves, well runs, from her fake life again to build another rocky foundation that may crumble anytime? Her curvy body and flawless beauty, paired with her snarky attitude and haunted personality, she's a goddess. But a deadly one at that.