The Promise
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Ongoing14m
Last published Sat, Oct 24, 2015
"I wish I've never met you, you're just a manipulative bastard with no heart, you only care about yourself you've got to have a sick and twisted mind to do that to a girl you disgust me "I said with as much venom that I could .
He was looking at my eyes the whole time and while his were guarded I was sure that mine portrayed every emotion that I had within me
"you look so sexy when you're angry" was the only thing he said before crushing his lips against mine.
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