love at any age (part 3)

love at any age (part 3)

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Justin Bieber
I didn't know where I was running but I just had to get away. it was raining crazily. justin was crying chasing me begging me to stop running. i tripped over a dint in the grass and just put my head on the grass and just sobbed the rain and my tears washed my mascara off. I didn't want to see him. he came and was just holding me. saying he was sorry. crying with me. and then he said "I remember saying I wanted to hold you and hug you, but not this way." and he continued crying with regret. I then replied back in a crying loud voice "you said you loved me. we done everything together and this is how you repay me?" I continued crying and pushed justin away as he tried to hug me. he than said "I know I fucked up, I know I ruined everything. just please I'm sorry I love you more than words can describe!" and he looked up and the rain wasn't finishing. so he grabbed his jacket. kissed me on the head and put the jacket over me for shelter. and he stood up crying. and said "I fucked up. why
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[WARNING - EXPLICIT CONTENT] I pulled my elbow from his death grip. "You're ashamed of me. Admit it. You hate the idea of been seen with me." I shot venomous accusations his way. He didn't look at me. I'd rejected his kiss, pushed him away from and in return he'd turned cold and cruel, again. He'd shown nothing but hatred for me in public yet held me with aching tenderness when it was just us. I was sick of his games. He needed to decide whether he wanted me or not. "You parade new girls daily in front of my eyes," a sob escaped my throat. "And don't even deny you don't occasionally screw Charlotte behind my back." His ice blue eyes pierced my soul with his sharp gaze. He was teetering on the verge of lashing out on me. "How would you feel if I did the same to you, huh?" I pushed at his stiff chest. "Had several boyfriends, invited them to our home." His eyes cut to me, and a look darker than I've ever seen clouded his features I gestured to our grandiose home bought by his dizzying wealth. "And parade them right in front--" Before I knew it, I was face down and nearly suffocated by the soft material of our couch, I barely noticed my skirt pushed upwards and panties shoved aside. "You're my goddamn wife, Astoria. I will not tolerate your defiance." The sound of his belt loosening, zipper lowering, he entered me violently taking my breath with him. "Yet everyone thinks I'm still your charity case because you won't claim me." "You want to be claimed? Fine. But I am warning you, this lifestyle you're so accustomed to will be gone. I will be dirt poor and your family will be fired." "Then divorce and set me free. I am done being your dirty secret." Axel Trent, the spoiled prince always got whatever he wished for, and I was one of the thing he had wished to possess. Our fate were meant to collide in the cruelest way possible. It left me shattered. THIS IS A TOXIC ROMANCE BOOK. DON'T EXPECT HEART AND FLOWERS cover by IvvyKy

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