In a Rose Tattoo

In a Rose Tattoo

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Dylan is a famous sculptor that has had to do his sculptures on the digital media lab from NYU since his hands got injured in a bike accident. A very passionate artist, Dylan pays little attention to other people until he meets NYU student Irene "Iry" Smith who also has had a serious hand injury that took her from her beloved Viola. To the surprise of NYU's digital media director, Dylan's childhood friend professor Adam Quinn, the aloof artist starts smiling and even joking with the Iry, shy new intern on his lab. This is the story of two broken people in pain finding a way to move forward together from a tragic past, suicidal thoughts, handicaps and isolation through the healing power of love, art, music - and tattoos. Inspired by the Dropkick Murphy's song "Rose Tattoo"
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Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." "No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

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