I DARE YOU TO TAME ME, MR. COLD

I DARE YOU TO TAME ME, MR. COLD

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WpMetadataNoticeUltima pubblicazione mer, ott 4, 2017
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Azione e Thriller
Isa lang naman ako sa mga babae na NAGMAHAL,NASAKTAN, BUMANGON AT NAGBANGO. ngunit iba pa lang ang tingin ng mga tao sa pagbabago ko. Anu ano sa tingin mo ang nagbago sakin? ahh, yung dating MABAIT, MASAYAHIN,MAHINHIN AT MAPAGMAHAL.. NGAYON... KABALIKTARAN NA NANG KATANGIANG nya. na BUNGAGERA, BRUTAL, BULLY AT MANHID.. ako nga pala VIERIEL SAPPHIRE FUJIWARA.. tinatawag nila ako na COLD at sabi nila walang makakapagpaamo sakin, so? wala kaya akong pakialam..ako pa ba? why? YOU DARE TO TAME ME? baka makita mo pa lang ako maihi kana sa kinatatayuan mo...hahahah SO WANNA BET? ...grin...😏
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College? No, this was paradise. Three years filled with partying, not so secret underground drug-deals, and hot-headed men sliding into beds like snakes with no self-control. Things were different now. I wasn't that perfect, frill-wearing angel Mama thought would walk into the house ring-beared. So many things had changed, except for one. Him. He was a disease, one I couldn't get rid of no matter how hard I tried. Everytime he's near, I feel myself turn into something I've never seen before. Like there's something under my skin only he is capable of bringing out. He's manipulative, twisted, and completely wrong in every way. I hate him. Yet every night, from miles away, I find him in my dreams. Mikhail Volkov Fuck the patriarchy. Better yet, fuck everything and everyone. It was a game of cat and mouse, me chasing victories every single day. The Bratva's constant want for war was what kept the fuel in my blood, burning up into flames whenever my knuckles made contact with another opponent. In the end, I'm always the one left standing. This fire in my bones, I feel it burst into flames while every dark memory, thought and desire runs into my fists. So many medals, but only the people around me could see them. The real battle was against my head. And maybe, just maybe, I was afraid to admit that I had no chance in winning it. She makes it harder. An angel with wings to everyone else, yet a master at unveiling those devil's horns only when I'm near. There's this darkness, this fire, in the both of us. The only difference is, she's better at hiding it. She was gone, far away, yet there was this tether dowsed in fuel connecting us, one that only lit up when she came back. Every time she's near, I feel the limits surrounding my wrath being tested. Then again, rules are only made to be broken, right? Mafia Dark Romance *Standalone*

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