Sin City
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Oil and Water, that's what they were.
A pure refreshing glow followed Clover everywhere she went, like the rain she washed away the bad and left behind a clean sense of contentment. The good was in everyone and she made it her goal to find it. She was everything pure in the world, however don't let her gentle naive nature fool you, the darkness had surrounded her for years, she just found a way to welcome it.
A dreadfully toxic aura surrounded Sin Eros to the point of no return. Like an oil spill he tainted the good leaving behind a thick, unhealthy trail. He didn't care to see anything in anyone, he had a small circle that he trusted and if you were expecting to be friends think again. Rage and chaos were the lovers that made him, with no regret a sin was brought into the world.
Life had given up on two children leaving them to survive within the four walls that could only be described as hell; the system.
Oil and Water dont mix, and neither do Sin and Clover. The childhood sweethearts are a mess of uncalled for blows, quiet first kisses, and heartbreak.
When her only protection from an abusive foster system is sent away, Clover is left to protect herself from a world she was never meant to be in.
Sin will resurface and when he does his Clover will not be the un bruised little girl he left her as, and wether or not he stays to protect the girl he fell in love with at just ten years old will be entirely up to him. However a Sin that Clover had never known will arrive along with all the danger that surrounds him, the time will come for her to decide if the man is worth the danger.
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warning, mention of:
drugs
sexual scenes
violent scenes
violent language
physical and sexual abuse
and hot Italian men
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