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Behind her mask

Behind her mask

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WpMetadataNoticeUltima pubblicazione dom, giu 9, 2019
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Kimmy is a sensitive girl in a secret way, she never show her emotion, how affective she is every time she encounter a problems. she will cry hard whenever she is alone. she doesn't want someone see her suffering. until she meet Rance the great bad boy in the whole world who happens to be her knight in the shinning armor. what happen if her so called " knight in a shinning armor" will be her worst night mare someday?.
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She didn't reply and I felt her finger move across my skin, lower, and almost all the way down my lower back. A shiver coursed through my body, strangely pleasant, and I felt her finger stop. &quot;Your tattoos are beautiful,&quot; she said softly. Too close. She was too close. My pulse was hammering and I could feel her cool breath against my skin when she spoke, and my body was warm from having felt her. I couldn't reply. My breathing was light and shaken. I wanted to just turn around and pull her against me, or rather put her against a wall, so I could kiss her and feel her more properly against me. If she touched me again, I wasn't sure that I could keep myself from doing just that. &quot;I'm going to take a shower,&quot; I said suddenly in an attempt to escape. She didn't stop me, so I took that opportunity to walk away. When I reached the bathroom, I took a deep breath to steady myself as well as my pulse. Closing the door behind me, I ran a hand through my hair. She truly was a nightmare. A bad boy's worst nightmare was a girl that made him want to be a good one.

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