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Çøld Rösës. {{EDITING}}

Çøld Rösës. {{EDITING}}

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{{18+}} {{WARNING!! Sexual content and LOTS of profanity happens in this book! So I advise that you read with an open mind or please DO NOT read at all. }} By the time I was on the floor holding my head against the stained wood floors,Two Black Timberlines Stroked Infront of my head, Causing me to flinch with each thud it created. A few faint Voices went around, then there was bloody silence. The only thing that was heard was my small thumping heart rapidly beating against my Shakened chest. Then there it was. The Deep and Dominant voice sang through my mind, as bitterness leaked from his tone. "Get the fuck up..." Cyerra. A Typical Nineteen year old female who lives in a Rich neighborhood. Her life is like any other basic rich hooligan, Shopping,Silky Money,Healthy Grainy Salads, Sleeping, and shopping all over again. Cyerra's life was "perfect" for her small being,Until There was Just a small Push to knock Everything she loved over. Boris King. The world's most biggest wanted Gang Leader.
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(18+ EXPLICIT CONTENT) "Attract a lot of attention, huh beautiful?" His voice hit me like a wall, absurdly catching me off guard. It was deep, sensual, something any girl (or boy) could melt over. I was sort of speechless, yet trying my best to appear unafflicted. "Only the wrong ones." That was definitely drunken me talking, as I didn't usually have that much confidence. His lips twitched up into a smirk, expressing that he understood my comment. "Does that mean that I'm in that category?" My palms began to grow sweaty and my heart rate picked up, but otherwise my body remained relaxed, appearing completely fine. It similar to when you're on autopilot, completely withdrawn due to intoxication. "I suppose not," I crossed my arms, putting on this seductive persona just for him. This fueled his smirk, about to murmur another comment before I cut him off. "You'll have to show me, though." *** Amelia Hollis was a 23-year-old writer at one of the local publishing companies, assisting a very handsome man and writing articles left and right. Her and her best friend, Aviary, lived together in a cute little apartment off the central part of the city, yearning to create new memories and important moments. Amelia always lived for the moments, taking in every little detail and savoring it like it was her favorite meal. She was an optimist, hoping to change peoples lives with her dreams. James Vallette was a 34-year-old CEO, building his company from dirt with the help of his brother. He was a realist, not really having time to deal with dreams or even love. He knew this the night he laid eyes on Amelia. It was only casual; what harm could a one-night stand do? Oh yeah, he's her dad's boss.

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