Harry- when he was little was made to
believe he supposed to be the opposite sex, through deceives, lies and torture.
His mother gave him a dollhouse, with a Russian doll inside.
Jamie-Leigh looks exactly like her.
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Juice, fresh apples, transparent glass jug, sponge cakes and embroidered china cups and plates arranged on the table. He tied a bib around me, removing the hair from my face. And cut the cake carefully into four sections, her raised the fork to my mouth. I pressed my lips together, a gasp escaping my lips as he grabbed a fist full of hair and yanked me backwards. When he realised that my lips were parted, he forced the cake into my mouth.
He glared at me, and I began chewing, the cake dry in my throat. Tears escaped my eyes and trickled down my cheek, he gentle cleaned my mouth with a napkin. Before pouring a glass of Apple juice into a cup, and I gulped thirsty.
I hadn't drank in days and I was parched.
I looked at the painted on windows on the wall, the fake lights that had bulbs inside. The plastic chair I sat on was smooth and the tables reached to bellow my knees. When he had gone, I ripped the bib off and smudged the lipstick away from my mouth and buried my head in my hands, sobbing.
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H.E.S
Copyright 2014
Simisayoax
Y/N, a simple woman, joins the deadly games to pay off debts after her mother's death. Young-Il, a heartless soul, controls the games, watching everything from afar while sipping on his glass of whisky.
But this year is different. When he spots Y/N, number 160, during the game of "Red Light, Green Light," he can't help but grow more obsessed with her.
The first game ends, and Young-Il decides it's time to join the games himself, meet her, and make her his forever. Not that he will allow anyone else to even look at her
But will Y/N really trust him?