HIS LIGHT ELEMENT
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[***WARNING**18+] This story contains abusive contents such as dark romance, torture,violence, abuse, and etc. If you are not comfortable with these type of things feel free to leave.
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This is my first book... I'm still learning but I hope you enjoy xoxo.
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•Ivy Jade Harper•
A woman who doesn't take disrespect from nobody and will put you in your place. Being a hard working lady and hoping to meet hers goals will all be stopped by the devil himself.
•Dimitri Russo•
A dangerous mafia king who could kill you with a word that comes from his mouth. Once he comes across Ivy Jade he knows that she will be his no matter what.
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" What did I tell you Ivy?" he asked while wiping of the blood from his knuckles.
" Y-you killed him." I whispered, my voice being to scared to say it out loud.
" That's not the answer to my question." He said darkly, making me shiver at his words. " Now what did I tell you?"
" Th-that I am yours." I answered.
"And what else?" He asked.
" And that I should not let nobody touch what's yours." I answered cowardly.
"And what do you go and do my love?" He asked once again.
" I went and let somebody touch what's yours." I said. He chuckled and looked at me evilly.
"Now I have to teach you a lesson." He said
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