He Claimed Me As His.
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Last published Tue, May 20, 2014
All my life, I kept on playing safe. I always do what my parents say. For short, I am more like a puppet. But my life turned upside down when my Mom decided to put me in a prestigous school in the city.
Everything was awesome at first, no one eyes my every move. Im free to do anything and all.
But that all changed when I met HIM.
"Well then Harper, just so you know... You're mine." He said firmly. His eyes boring into mine, as if he's looking right through my soul. And with that, Mr. Dark and Dangerous walked away.
And I'm like what the hell just happened?!
Did he just claimed me as his? Oh hell.
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