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"He put me through hell, and I called it love."
The devil doesn't come dressed in a red cape and pointy horns, he comes as everything you've ever wished for.
Grace has never had an easy life, in fact it's been complicated from the moment she was born. The day she found Luke was the day her life finally became simple, at least that's what she thought. As time went on, Luke began to show a twisted side of himself that Grace never even knew existed; leaving her broken, lost and alone. When someone unexpected enters her life, desperately trying to help her get out of the mess she's in, will they end up Saving Grace?
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A scent. A scar. A slow-burning fucking romance dressed as nostalgia. It started with a fruit. Not love, not sex - a goddamn strawberry. The kind that looks like it's been kissed by every shade of red your childhood never had. He didn't share it. Didn't speak of it. Just tasted it once, and carried the ache ever since. Years later, she walked in - smelling exactly like that forgotten sweetness. Not perfume. Not fantasy. Just... truth. Sharp, quiet, terrifying truth. The kind that crawls under your skin and whispers remember me when you least want to. He lied to her face. About himself. About the million ways he'd already started unraveling. But she knew. Women like her always know. She stared at him like sin dressed in judgment - and touched his wrist like she already owned his pulse. And he? He was fucked. Because she wasn't just beautiful. She was red. That memory. That craving. And no matter how much he pretended to be in control - she was already in his bloodstream. This isn't a love story. It's a slow possession. By scent. By memory. By her. And it ends exactly how it starts - with him on his knees, and her smelling like fucking strawberries.
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