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Paris the Puppet x Reader (The Doll In The Snow Globe)

Paris the Puppet x Reader (The Doll In The Snow Globe)

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Feb 20, 2023
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What if Paris wasn't the only one hunting down his creator's failed projects? What if Ivan had made two more to help him out? Meet (Y/n) and Vivianna (L/n), the twin sisters of the snowglobe. One with a more fiercer personality and the other with a more docile one, but both have their own unique abilities. And unique opinions about Paris. Vivianna absolutely hates him with a burning passion while (Y/n) may or may not have been harbouring a secret crush on him. Will (Y/n) ever confess? Will Paris return her feelings? Or will (Y/n)'s older twin sister put a stop to the potential romance? Updates: I can't stick to a schedule.😭
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"π‘³π’†π’Šπ’‚," she warned, but her voice was breathless. I smiled against her neck, rolling my hips again in a rhythm that had her trembling beneath me. "𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕?" I whispered innocently, even as I ground against her with deliberate precision. Her response was a strangled sound that might have been my name. Her hands were shaking now, one still gripping my hip while the other fisted in the couch cushion. "π‘­π’–π’„π’Œ," she gasped, the curse torn from her lips as I continued the torturous rhythm. I could feel her losing herself completely, her careful control dissolving with each movement of my hips against hers. "𝑻𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉 π’Žπ’†," I whispered, guiding her hand between my legs where I was already slick with want. .............................................. She's impulsive, charming, and dead-set on finding her runaway sister. What she didn't plan on was working under Esme Leclair: cold, calculated, and entirely off-limits. But Paris has a way of pulling opposites together. 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’„π’Šπ’•π’š 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒕 π’˜π’π’“π’Œ.

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