COLD {h.s}

COLD {h.s}

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"You better not fall in love with me." He says catching me off guard at his demand. I narrow my hazel eyes at him. "What makes you think I will fall in love with you?" I say hoping I don't sound too rude. His smirk grew. "Well I do have good looks and good charm." He stated cockily. "Well don't worry, I won't, im just here to do my job." I say a bit too rudely for an angel. He shrugged, and turned around, walking away, until a question popped up. "Wait!" I shout causing him to stop, and turn around, his emerald green eyes meeting my hazel ones. "yes love?" He asks sarcastically. "Not like this will happen or anything...but why did you tell me not to fall in love with you?" I whisper looking down. He smirked, and took a step forward, causing me to take a step back, even though their was enough space between us. "Well you should know out of all people love.... its a sin to fall in love with someone that is a sin." *ALL RIGHTS RESERVED MATURE CONTACT VIOLENCE MATURE LANGUAGE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK* (Coming soon; summer 2014)
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As he stepped through the threshold of the door, the light illuminated his golden skin. He must have been at least six feet tall. There was a frown plastered across his face. His brown hair fell effortlessly into sloppy yet perfect curls. His eyes were a piercing shade of green and bore into her like he could see through her clothes, or even through her skin. Eget looked him up and down. He wore trousers and a button up - all black. His button up shirt had the first two buttons undone displaying twin sparrow tattoos that decorated his already perfect skin. The only semblance of color, if you could call it that, that broke up the black outfit was a glimmering silver cross that dangled on a chain hanging between the birds. He fingered a gun attached to his belt, and his chelsea boots squeaked on the wooden floor of the room Eget waited in. "Hello, darling," the man said slowly in a deep raspy voice with a thick accent. "You've gotten us into quite a mess." _______________________________________________________________________________ A sacrifice for a friend. A debt to be paid. When Eget Cohen's life gets turned upside down, she never expected to fall for the man behind it. //TW: sexual content, illegal activities, lots of weird names//

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