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Brainwashed

Brainwashed

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She woke up everyday, the same way for the past 17 years of her life. Her greedy brothers yelling at each other, trying to brainwash their mom. Her mom knew no better, but Anna loved her to death because she knew what she went through that night, on September 5. Her mom told no one and asked Anna to promise her to keep it a secret, and carry that secret to her grave. That's what Anna did and what she planned to do, until she ran into Joaquin DeSantos he changed the way she looked at life, she fell in love, and for the first time ever she felt loved and safe. However one thing she didn't know about her lover was that he lived a double life.
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My Angel

You would hate me if you knew my truth," I whispered. The words flew out of my mouth, my heart shattering in the process. "What happened to you was not your fault. Don't blame yourself. It doesn't matter to me. All I want is you," he confessed, pressing his lips ever so gently on mine. If only he knew the whole truth. He wouldn't be saying those words to me. I will only hurt you in the end, Alessio" I murmured against his lips. I'Il take my chances," he fired back. "Alessio- He cut me off with a bruising kiss. Closing my eyes, I absorbed his kiss as my lips moved against his. Slightly pulling away, his fingers tightened on my braid. "It's me who isn't worthy of you, Ayla. I have blood on my hands. I have killed so many people that I have lost count. I'm a monster, Alya I'm not a good man. But you...you are perfect. You're an Angel ***** What truth is she possibly talking about? Find out 💆

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