In Love With A Psychopath (BoyxBoy)
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Last published Sat, Nov 8, 2014
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I watched as he swung the blade across the woman's neck. "Akki?" My voice sounded frail and weak. He looked at me and smiled. His lips were covered in blood. I couldn't believe it. How could this psychopath come into my life and steal my heart? I couldn't believe myself. I had fallen in love with a psychotic serial killer.
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