✔️Compulsive (Carlisle Cullen)

✔️Compulsive (Carlisle Cullen)

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Twilight
Quinn O'Connell was the pretty girl in pink, the homecoming queen and all-around straight-A student. Most people saw her as uptight, narcissistic but most importantly... They saw her as a control freak with her perfect blonde hair and patronising smirk... Nobody guessed that her perfect life with her pompous mayor step-father was completely different within Forks' richest estate than the prissy golden girl persona she acted out so well. But he saw straight through it... Warning: Sensitive Scenes Disclaimer: I do not own twilight. Rights to twilight belong to the lovely Stephanie Meyer.
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