The Purest
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My lips are on the smaller side. Thick and round. Perfectly kissable. The perfect pout can get me anything I want. Almost everything. Except being kissed. Since I was a day old, my sacrilegious parents were warned I was cursed. Their one day old baby couldn't kiss anyone. Absolutely EVER. A kiss that would bring a downfall that even God couldn't save us from. So imagine this. Me, Phillipa Ossani, on my knees, my satin gown in a pool around me, hands wrapped around the Ossani's most detested enemy, lips sealed with mine. I've said my prayers, everyday. But no one can save me from my own self-made ruin.
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He slams me into the wall and I can feel his heavy breath on my neck. "What's wrong-" I ask but he cuts me off by putting his finger on my lips. He places his other hand on my waist, closing the distance between us. He lifts my chin up to meet his bewildered gaze, "You look- I can't." he says and before I could realise it his lips came crashing down on mine, every inch of me has longed for this and yet has been afraid of it. He parted my lips more, deepening the kiss as he pulled me closer by my neck. A story filled with love, angst, desire and hatred all bound together by fate.

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