A Boy With A Beat.

A Boy With A Beat.

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Aug 8, 2015
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Niall's hands were strongly placed on her waist, as if to hold her down on the cold ground. Her hands caressed either sides of his smooth cheeks, holding his face firmly to hers. Their foreheads pressed together as her eyes were shut closed. His blue eyes stared her eye lids, then to her nose, and swiftly fell onto her lips. "You're still my person. Even if I'm not yours..." She croaked. "You're still my client. I'm here to help you, not for you to be 'mine'..." He strictly spoke. --- Not the best description, BUT please give it a try!! xxx @SavoryLove 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
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"You've always had daddy to protect you, haven't you?" His voice is full of detest. He's taunting me, without even realizing just how wrong he really is. "Why do you think you're here?" I whisper. "It's not just to protect me." His eyes flash with something, but it was gone before I could decipher it. I can feel the tears brimming my eyes, as I watch him eye me carefully. "You don't know me like you think you do." I say. My heart sinks lower as his smirk widens to a grin. "That was never in my job description." // Dylan South has been raised in this life of constant danger, and crime. She is used to feeling on the edge of her seat at all times. But, when her father decides to go against her wishes and hire a certain tattooed man with a thick accent to watch her every move. She hates him, and he hates her. How could they possibly stand being together every waking moment?

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