Barbaric Lover

Barbaric Lover

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18+ (Tagalog -English story) "Everyone wants you alive, except me." His words made her curse inward. Tonguetied was the exact word to define her status. "But before you die, I will make sure you scream my name until your last breath. I am looking forward to see you die from pleasure, Aleina. Die from pleasure.." Aleina moaned for the umpteenth time blended with half indisputable excitement. That was all she can do on that crucial point of her prosperous life. She blinked her eyes twice and found courage to ask him even though her fear was quite disrupting her vocal. "W-why are you doing this to me?" she asked stuttering. "Because I am Mark." ______ She is a woman with a luxurious lifestyle. She's only in her mid 20's yet she already feels like there is nothing in life that can excite her anymore. Life becomes boring until the day she become obssessed of him...
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Might not. Probably won't. Maybe never. Unlikely. Doubtful. Despite being everything he could have been, Elize constantly settled in the dark, lurking with the impossibles and uncertainties. He believed that he would grow up and take the path of life in a single route with one straight line; no turns, no shortcuts. Perhaps it was because his one and only flesh and blood prompted him to think that if he didn't act like how he was made and how he was supposed to be, he would never reach the light at the end of the tunnel, or never reach his dreams, never be accepted, never be treated seriously...never be loved. The word "Always" was never in Elize's vocabulary-an exception with always doubting, always trying, always...just dreaming. But never the good kind of "Always". Then he tasted it, the bittersweet sensation in his tongue when his mother left him to work abroad. Elize then started to thrive, meet new friends, socialize, be a human...fall in love. For the first time, Elize felt free, felt genuine, felt...guilty? Guilty...was it because he felt glad his mother left, or because he met someone that made him start to feel the Always' in his Nevers? Regardless, he dedicated his whole life in chasing that assurance in his world of doubts, and he simply could not back out now. But when good things come to an end, the choice is yours if you want to let it go, or fight for it. If you choose the latter, make sure to draw blood and fight until you're dead. Just like Elize did.

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