Scarred Butterfly

Scarred Butterfly

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Book 2 of New York Series (Does not need to be read as a series) "I think I could enjoy you staring at my lips all day." His hand slid up my cheek and for a flickering moment, my eyes met his but it was like I had some magnetic pull to his lips and could not for the life of me turn away from them. "I think I could enjoy you staring at my breasts all day but we can't always get what we want, can we Armani?" I could feel how his eyes wandered and knew in my low cut shirt he got a perfect look down my shirt. In a gentle swoosh, his thumb rubbed my cheek and once again I was urged to look him in the eyes but before I did, I watched the way his lips curved upwards into that gorgeous smirk I loved so much. "Well, if you asked nicely, sweetheart maybe what you wanted could have become a reality. But, I guess that can't happen now, can it Vivi?" ♡━━━━━━ ◦ ✤ ◦ ━━━━━━♡ Vanesia Williams' body is littered with the result of her past. Her past has also given her humour like no other. What happens when God plants a handsome man in the home she's staying in for the summer? Armani Bravo has had a past of violence. What else can you expect from a Mafia Leader? But, what happens when he meets a girl who jokes about her own struggles and happens to slither her way past his heart?
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Two people - broken in their own way - collide. Francesca's life was completely normal up to a couple months ago. Ethan's never known normality. Two people. Carrying a massive weight of secrets. Only time will take for their barriers to break and their walls to fall. Mature content throughout: PTSD, Language, sexual themes, smut, drugs and alcohol. - - - My insides are begging for me to let go, and I don't think I can hold no longer, but for my own dignity, I do, trying to push it down. It's too soon, embarrassingly soon. "Don't you fucking dare." His voice is hard, demeaning, and that alone makes my insides tighten further. The pressure becoming unbearable. Ethan's hand grabs my wet hair, twirling it around his hand before he pulls me up by it, and I wince slightly before sighing as my back hits his chest, his cock still buried into me. He palms my breasts, my nipples hardening further, and he rolls my right one between his fingers before pinching it, and I whine at the feeling. Dickhead. "Cum for me right now, Francesca, or else."

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