Darker Than Red
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Last published Sat, Jun 15, 2019
"what are you afraid of" my therapist asked.
"nothing" I gave a smirk, she looked me in the eyes.
"we are all scared of something, tell me about Russia" glaring at her as I leaned forward.
"I survived that's that," I said nonchalantly.
Ophelia a woman that has things to hide, a survivor.
now starting a new she believes things will run smoothly from here on out but it will be anything but.
chilling scenes, dark secrets what will she do and who will she meet.
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-------------------------- " you are? " " Uhm. i am Alex, your bodyguard. " Holy fuck. I thought to myself. Was I actually about to have to put up with that and not want it. Oh well. " move please. " I brushed past him and got into the car, he hopped in aswell and with a few words the driver took off. -------------------------- A bunch of Royal heirs living under the same roof, what could go so wrong. A lazy Spanish Princess, A russian badass and a messed up Greek heir. In a perfect life everyone would be normal, normal problems, normal experiences, but in this life, Can Ophelia handle it? Living with a strong minded, emotionless bodyguard who monitors her every move, will she fly or fall? THIS STORY CONTAINS: STRONG LANGUAGE, SEXUAL ACTS AND ALCOHOL USE. @xx_ducky_xx If you want to read Alex's POV!
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