Caskets And Catastrophe

Caskets And Catastrophe

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Selling caskets, doing corpses' makeup and assisting her mortician uncle has led nineteen-year-old Vienna Haymon into a series of not-normal but somewhat unforgettable circumstances through the years. But the most troublesome of all troublesome things happens when a wealthy, handsome young man is declared as another corpse customer, except—his eyes unexpectedly open, and then his mouth says the words, “Please let me stay here for a while.”
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A DARK TABOO ROMANCE | 18+ He leans close to my ear, nibbling on my earlobe before whispering. "Remember this moment, little bunny. When you're out with any boy, listening to him telling you how much he cares about you or how much he loves you. Remember how you laid on this table, letting yourself get finger fucked by your best friend's dad, and how you fucking loved it." ☁︎☁︎☁︎ He is temping, irresistible, but forbidden. I know I should stay away from him, and god did I try. But when an unfortunate event almost left me homeless, I was forced to move in with him. Left to battle my feelings for a man I've always wanted but can't have. A man that my longing alone gives me shame. After all, he is my best friend's father. ☁︎ God, it was a stupid idea to let her move in with me. There's a reason I've been staying away from her, forcing myself to ignore her existence, and the reason is quite simple. I want her. I can't stop thinking about her, fantasizing about the things I want to do to her that would make the devil fear. Now, she's trapped under the same roof as me. And I don't think I can hold myself back any longer. (BW x WM)

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