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She was light in a world that fed on shadows. He was the reason that light flickered. She was his sin. And he refused redemption.

Your parents died in a boating accident. So Ward and Rose decide to take you in. You Start to become comfortable in the household and also to the family. But there is a person in peticular...... Rafe Cameron.

•Blaire Reginald, a man written by a women. A billionaire with secrets that nobody knows. Cold, ruthless and emotionless by nature. "Don't indulge much into my matters, otherwise l ain't showing any mercy." •Emma Arden, a beauty everyone wants. An orphan who had seen nothing but traumas her whole life. Maybe kind and polite by nature. "But till when can a person contain to his/her limits." How will their life be if two opposite would meet again. Will they attract or repel? "Stay, Mi Amor." "I'll adore you no matter what, even from afar." "You'll be mine no matter what!" "l am no one's!" "I KNOW I'M A MESS, BUT REMEMBER, THIS MESS LOVES YOU ENDLESSLY, MI AMOR" He was the one seeking peace while she was the one seeking chaos. Join their journey to find out where the fate will lead them. ♦ short parts. ♦slow updates?

Tʜɪs ɪs ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴏʀʏ ᴏғ ᴀ ʙɪʟʟɪᴏɴᴀɪʀ ɴᴀᴍᴇᴅ ᴅᴀɴɪᴇʟ ᴀɢʀɪᴄʜᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪs ʙᴇʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ᴡɪғᴇ ᴏʀ ᴇx-ᴡɪғᴇ ᴏʟɪᴠɪᴀ sᴛᴏɴᴇ. ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ ʟɪᴠᴇs ɪᴛ ᴡᴇɴᴛ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ ᴛɪʟʟ ᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀʟᴍ ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴏʀᴍs ᴄᴀᴍᴇ. ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ᴏʟɪᴠɪᴀ ᴛʜᴇɴ ? ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴs ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴅᴀɴɪᴇʟ ʟᴇᴀʀɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀsᴛ ? ᴡɪʟʟ ʜᴇ ʟᴇᴛ ɢᴏ ᴏғ ʜɪs ғɪʀsᴛ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴏʀ ᴡɪʟʟ ʜᴇ ɢᴇᴛ ʜᴇʀ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ? ᴀɴᴅ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴏʟɪᴠɪᴀ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀ ᴇx-ʜᴜsʙᴀɴᴅs ᴀʀᴍs ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ᴏғ ᴡɪʟʟ sʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴠᴇ ᴏɴ ? ғɪɴᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ɪɴ... ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝓐𝓭𝓭𝓲𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷.

I wanted to be his drug, his addiction. I was obsessed with his cinnamon scent, thick lower lip, dimple on left hand side of his face and even the way how he used to unbutton his shirt one button at a time with his left hand starting from lowermost button and gradually working his way up. I was a lot of things, but not his everything. I wanted to the one to satisfy all his needs. I craved to be his addiction. This was not love. I knew, even he knew. We never even reached that phase. It was just about owning the other person. The only difference was he already knew that he owned me, and me? ---- Copyright © 2017 by melissaswritings