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Something between the lines..

Something between the lines..

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In this book I'll write my poems with stories in it.. Or just some of my comments on wattpad, which turned in to poems.. and how people react to this.. (I'll probably use nicknames, so don't get offended..) And some Quotes that I wrote myself.. They told me I say deep things.. why not just wrote it down..? (Did the cover myself.. Some pictures in this story are made by me.. I will write down if the picture/video do not belong to me..) (You read the book at your own risk.. I won't pay..)
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___________________________ "You were mine the second you put your signature on that contract." He looked at me with pure lust and dominance in his eyes. "F*ck you." He smirks and moves closer to me, coming to my side of the booth and caging me against the window. "I'll give you what you want if you do." "And what do I want?" I question, holding eye contact. "My head between your legs." ❀❀❀ "Dating or not... you're still mine." Astoria always thought that the world was set up a certain way. That way being two levels of living. There were the rich people, and then there were the people who could barely afford a pack of ramen noodles. Obviously she was the ladder. She always hated the rich people she would see around the city. They had more money than they needed and didn't think to help the lower people. She was always alone. Her mother died when giving birth to her and her father gave her to her grandmother who died of old age before she could turn 3. She was orphaned and in foster homes her whole life, being alone was all she knew. On top of that her job as an exotic dancer barley covered her bills and she was late 3 months in payment. What was left for her? She had nothing. Until one of the club Clients offers her a deal that may change her life... Read Perfect Storm to find out how this predicament takes place... ❀❀❀ Ratings: #1 Contract - 8|13|2023

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