Blood & Knuckles

Blood & Knuckles

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"Respect is earn not given." The summer breeze always calm Jhené loved how it gave her a chill but second after made her feel warm in side. It was her escape from the world around her. Jhené wasn't struggling with money or food. She was struggling with her feelings. She didn't trust a lot of people because of past experiences. She stayed quite outside but inside she screaming and begging for answers that couldn't be answered. Leaving the home that brought her most of her pain gave her more freedom to change, but also brought dangerous encounters. Her feelings drag her in to a heartless state that she might not recover from. Guns, Brass knuckles, and Blades become a friend. Blood became an emotion.
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I ... I didn't even knew I was going to marry him till yesterday. I have no way to go now. I can't be stuck in loveless marriage, I can never marry a person who doesn't love me. I don't love him either. There is no point of this arrangement. How even he managed to get me here all dressed up anyways? My legs stuck to the ground as I was in front of him, He is a Ruthless man, he never ever can be kind. He barely speaks, No one speaks good about him. How can I marry a person as Him? I noticed he had a glance at me as my father was about to pass him my hand. What am I doing? Am I ready to let this happen to me? My feet moved back, I saw sudden change in his eyes. I had a glance at my Dad and Mom. My Elder brother Isaac who was standing there beside my Mom. My eyes went to Riccardo as he called my name, "Cherish ..." I got shivers. I took a few steps back, at this point everyone was looking at me. Riccardo looks me with some kind of betrayed feeling. Now or never..... THIS STORY CONTAINS VIOLET, ABUSIVE SCENES AND LANGUAGE.... PLEASE IGNORE IF YOU CAN NOT HANDLE IT All copyrights are reserved

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