He was persuasive, suave; a man who stood his ground and could come off as, and was deemed as charming by outsiders.
He stole you from your home- almost with ease, away from your family and those who you cared for.
He was manipulative, harsh and cold at times, cool headed yet had his ways of making people bend to his every word.
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He was quick-witted, fast with words and seemingly on top of every situation thrown his way, he was dependable, possessive, and easily angered even if he didn't let you see it.
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He was calculated, calm, intimidating yet charming, someone who wouldn't let just anyone close yet was careful with those he did. He was precise with his words, always on point with his actions and never let the thing he deemed as important slip through his fingers for long.
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They all were intelligent, confident, strong willed and protective in vastly different and almost scary ways, broken-
But in a way, I was too; broken.
I was lonely despite their attention and at times false praise, and so desperately craving some sense of safety, comfort, and normality.
And they knew how fragile I was, each yearning for and trying to keep a hold of their delicate, porcelain flower.
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[Until further notice, this book will be on hold/discontinued.
It's had its fair share of struggles, rewrites - and I won't say I've lost interest in this story, but I will be honest and say that it has taken its toll; I've lost my drive to continue this book as it just seems like a hassle - for now - so I've decided to put it to the side so I can focus on other works.
This isn't permanent, and maybe one day I'll start back on it, but for now I'm letting this story sit as it is now.
I do apologize for any inconvenience, but if you have anything you think would help, please feel free to let me know in d.m.
Thank you.
-Mochi.]
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#8 forcedlove
#33 longchapters
#29 kinggeorge
#12 slowpaced
#2 thomasjefferson
#1 1700's
𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝗜𝘀 𝗧𝗼𝗼 𝗗𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗙𝗼𝗿 His 𝗗𝗲𝘀𝗶𝗿𝗲
"Fuck, whenever you're in my arms, I feel like I might crush you. You're so delicate," he said, kissing her cheek.
"Huh?"
"It took me three years to hug you, and today you let him hug you, huh?" he asked, trying to control his anger.
"He is your brother," she said, trying to move from his grip.
"So what? It doesn't matter. We'v been married for a month, and you didn't allow me to kiss you. But today, you hug him? I'm very upset," he said, looking straight into her eyes.
"I'm sorry," she said.
"I'm a very loyal and possessive man. Just because I haven't kissed or touched you doesn't mean I can't. Now, what will you do to make it up to me?"
"I... I will..."
"You will what?"
"I will sit on your lap and feed you," she said.
"From now on, you'll do this every morning and night."