Gang Type

Gang Type

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(Mature Content) (Completed) (Editing) His hands found my waist aggressively, pawing at my exposed skin. The only clothing I was wearing was some long t-shirt most definitely from Leo. It was a quick motion but within a second Leo had me up against a wall, kissing on my neck, rubbing our bodies together in just the right way. Taken back I peeled my eyes open and almost died at how delicate he was, lips finding every surface of my top half. "You're fucking mine." My heart stopped as our tongues continued to dance and I felt my breath quicken. His tone was gruff, he sounded ravenous, like he would only want more by the end of this. And I liked it. But I pushed him away. - Leo runs a gang, he's ruthless, angry, and vengeful. He doesn't believe in distractions because that's what killed his brother. Then there is Sadira. A girl who's too bubbly for her own good, she's happy with the world and how it's going for her. Until she meets Leo. She is his distraction And he is her danger - Book One of the Gang Type series. This book belongs to me and only me. Enjoy the journey of Sadira and Leo. Neither bad nor good.
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"I'm fine," I state rather bluntly. "You don't look fine." "Then stop looking." He chuckles, and damn does he. His voice is dessert for the ears, his face is candy for the eyes. If I wasn't so pissed off I might've swooned over him. "How can I? When an angel is so close to me," He smirks. I fully turn myself towards him this time. "Were you there? That night?" I have to know before I think about him in the light any longer. "No." He doesn't even hesitate, "But my father was," "If I may ask, what in the hell prompted him to take my brother from a car accident?" He plasters on a tight-lipped grin, a small tick in his chin. "That's the thing, Hermosa, that night was everything but an accident." (Beautiful) --- This is a small intercept from Beautifully Broken. If you decided to read it I hope you enjoy!

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