It's Time

It's Time

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It all started with a quick direct message. Brooke didn't think anything would happen, maybe he would say hi, maybe he wouldn't. He had tons of girls messaging him constantly. He probably wouldn't even see it. Wrong. Somehow, for some reason, he replied. And kept replying. Before she knew it, they were becoming close friends- maybe more? It was just online, they lived so far from each other. She finally meets him in real life, and they fall in love. With his fame and her crazy college schedule, will their relationship be able to survive? → this was actually inspired by a real life event that is happening right now with my friend. inspired. it isn't completely true. most of it is just my writing. i hope you enjoy ←
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"Please dont do this, I don't want it. Please." I plead with him but it's no use. He walks over to me and slams his hand on the wall next to my head, making me jump. "Turn around." He speaks slowly in a low tone. I don't move out of fear and stare at him. "NOW!" I jump and slowly turn around. I feel him move my hair to the side and puts it on. He turns me back around, smiling. "Now, that wasn't so bad." He pauses staring at me. "Make sure you never take this off. Do you understand? Never." He says in a commanding tone, looking into my eyes. I nod silently, he stares at me and gently kisses my cheek. "I will be back for you later." He turns and leaves the room. Once I'm sure he is gone, I go to the mirror. I look at my neck and see it... A leather collar with his name inscripted on it . Damien ***** If you think this is a happy story, it's not so beware. This story includes dark love with obsession and an extreme possessive dominant male.

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