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Poisoned By His Touch

Poisoned By His Touch

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Jun 7, 2024
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Fiction
Romance
Money and power acquired in life are just mere things that just seem to complicate the world we live in, for others yes, it was their salvation but it was never mine. Leanna was raised by a single mom who protected her from life's harsh reality for as long as she could, that was her salvation. When her mom died it burdened her each day with the uncertainty of if she could follow through with finding out the meaning behind her mother's last words. Wrong place at the right time, he was running from his life perfectly planned out by his father. He stopped running..he found his landmark, he had a million reasons to stay and only one that could make him stay.
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I saw her long before she saw me. She didn't know then that her fate had already been sealed, that every step she took was drawing her closer to me. Closer to what she would become. There was something in her-something fragile, something wild. A fear she tried to hide, wrapped in defiance and confidence. It was intoxicating, watching her, knowing that no one else could see what I saw. No one else could feel the pull like I did. The slow, deliberate unraveling of her world as it would soon be tethered to mine. I felt my heart beat once, hard and fast. It was the only signal I needed. She would be mine-not in some fleeting, hollow way. No. I would strip away every shield, every defense, until she was laid bare, body and soul. And when she looked at me for the first time, I knew. She was already mine. A. Trigger Warning ⚠️: This story contains intense and graphic content, exploring dark and disturbing themes that may be triggering for some readers. Sensitive topics are depicted throughout. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Proceed with caution: after this point, no additional warnings will be provided.

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