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Pierre

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"You're a cow...?" Silence. A low growl sliced the silence like a hot knife through butter. My heart ponded. Okay, why did I have to open my mouth again? He stepped closer and closer until he stood in my personal space. There was nowhere to go. I had a wall of wood behind me and a growling wall made of muscle in front of me, so I did what everyone else would have done. I jumped out the window. ------------ Sometimes throw lemons at your face. Most of them are really sour, some of them are rotten, but sometimes, they're just refreshing. My life was really good until I hit 20, then one lemon after another were thrown at me. Most of them by my best friend, some by my family, but at least I had one refreshing! It just hadn't been thrown yet. -------------- Soooo... Yeah.. This is it. My first English book :/ !Warning! This book will probably contain a lot of weird chapters and plots, and maybe some cliche stuff too:)
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First ever story. Feedback is welcomed. MATURE - (Themes of BDSM too. Be warned!) (BoyxBoy) "It wasn't just me..." I weakly protested, immediately regretting it as he slammed his fist into the wall, a few inches left from my face. "I don't give a damn! You will make it up to me." He looked at me unpleased, his tone leaving no room for argument. Make it up to him? "How do you expect me to do that?" I tried to glare at him, losing conviction when his dark look made me avert my eyes. "I'll think of something." He said cruelly, and by the look on his face, I wasn't going to enjoy it whatsoever. What have I gotten myself into...

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