Kyros (discontinued)

He sighed against her, the feeling of his hot breath on her neck brought goosebumps onto her skin. The scent of his manly musk rubbed all over her as his body stuck to hers like glue.

In the grand scheme of things, it didn't matter that Kyros was a big old brute - a handsome one at that - nor that he was a grouchy, mean man, yet in that moment, he'd been the man who'd captured her heart.

Hook, line, and sinker.

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a/n: wrote this book the summer before 9th grade, i'm aware it's not the best! :')