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I let out a shaky sigh as I try to compose myself in front of the man who I gave my heart to. His eyes were filled with concern and ache as the rest of them hung their heads in shame. He reached for me and I let him. He placed his hand on my cheek, his thumb wiping away the tears that stained my reddened cheeks. He places a soft kiss on my forehead as a small smile graces his sculpted face. I understand now. Although, he may love me. I will never be enough. I stare at the handsome god-like man before me. It's time to finish what they started. A/N This has mature content! You have been warned! (THIS HAS NOT BEEN EDITED) By the way this kinda makes fun of cliche stories, cringe away...

Valeria Sage had been involved with drugs, alcohol and violence not by choice but by her ex boyfriend. Even after all what's she's been through she manages to bring out the best in everyone, everyone but herself. That was until she met Quinton Mulrusso, an arrogant billionaire. Quinton could always see right through people, that was until he met Valeria. It was then and there the quote " eyes are like windows to a person's soul " became a myth.