Once Delicate

Once Delicate

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[Mature Content & Language] "Could you leave?" His eyes were a darker form now, but that smirk didn't leave his face. "This pizza is really delicious." His gaze travelled up and down my body and he licked his goddamn lips, not taking his eyes off mine. "Really delicious." He said in that low voice of his. He looked down and his eyes widened, and I followed his gaze and froze when I saw the huge bulge in his pants. -------------- It was fire burning a delicate flower at first. But not all flowers turn into ashes when they burn. Now it was fire on fire. He was the last person she'd ever want to meet again. He ruined her chance of a memorable childhood, instead leaving her with taunting memories. What are the odds of two broken souls crossing paths? Will they help each other heal, or will they drive each other to their end? [Author's Note: Undergoing editing] Rankings:- Heartless: #39 out of 2.9K stories Hatred: #353 out of 18.3K stories Jealous: #208 out of 7.9K stories Powerful: #184 out of 7.5K stories Heiress: #33 out of 1.4K stories
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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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