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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Aug 25, 2018
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What was the craziest thing you've ever done? And how far did you went with your craziness? What cause it? Is it because of void? Desperate maybe? Or are you really just crazy? Past trauma will hurt and haunt you. You could either heal through time, and become stronger. Or it could lead you to do things you never thought you would done before, things that are not pleasant in the eyes of the society.. Whatever it may be, pain builds the character of a person. Everyone seemed normal in the outside. But everyone do have their own secret. ♠~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~♠ He's obsessed with her. He stalked her. Watched her every move. He wants her. He touched her. She knew. She knew about him. She knew he was watching her for a long time. She let him touched her. She didn't mind. She wanted him to. Yet she don't know who he is. They're both insane in their own way. She knew it's wrong. But being with him felt right. Is it love? Or just an obsession to fill the void in their heart. Or just as a way to compensate for the pain they feel inside. After all, everyone is addicted to things that takes the pain away.
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"Please, let him go!" I begged, struggling to free myself but his tight grip around me refused to budge. A scream escaped me as he jerked me around to face him. "Why do you care about what happens to him?! Who is he to you?!" With each word, he was getting more and more enraged, his grip tightening even further. "No one! He's no one to me. I just want you to stop hurting him, please!" The painful groans and hitting noise in the background were scaring me further. I don't want this to happen to anyone, especially because of me. "Imani is mine! YOU STOLE HER!" Shut up, you idiot! Oh god, judging by the sadistic smile creeping onto Zaviyaar's face, That guy is going to die today. To stop it all, just as he looked up to order his guards, I held his face, dragged him down to face me and slammed my lips against his. Oh fuck... his lips are so soft. I wonder what moisturiser he uses. ------------------------------------------------- All rights to this story belong to me. No part should be copied or plagiarised. This is my work and any similarity to anyone's real life, real name or anything else is completely incidental.

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