The Last Bastard

The Last Bastard

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Zayn has only one mission to make Arianne fall in love with him. His cold heart now belongs to her and he wants the favor returned... One way or another... Even if it means using the most ungodly ways in the book.... <<<<<<<<<<< "You tricked me!! You bastard" I shouted in realization. He grabbed my hand and threw me to the bed. Oh no!! I scouted towards the pillows in order to get distance between us but he hurried to the bedside and cuffed my left wrist. I kicked him several times continuously hoping that he would get away from me but instead he pulled me by my left leg and cuffed me to a staff. " Zayn you said you'd never touch me without my consent!!!" "I lied baby girl....." <<<<<<<<< Adult language and sexual content 18++recommended Read, vote and comment.
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She stirred her tea slowly. "I'm not your babysitter, you know." "Says the girl hired to keep me from combusting." "I was told 'companion with boundaries.'" Harry narrowed his eyes, then grinned like the cat that found a string to pull. "That's adorable." "Don't flirt with me before I've had caffeine." "Wasn't flirting." He stepped closer, walking past her toward the fridge, close enough that his arm brushed hers - possibly by accident, possibly not. "If I flirted, you'd know." She rolled her eyes so hard it hurt her forehead. "What are we even doing here?" Harry paused, hand on the fridge handle, then looked over his shoulder with that look - the one she couldn't read yet. "Trying not to kill each other, apparently." © 2025 . All rights reserved.

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