YOUR TOUCH BURNS MY MIND

YOUR TOUCH BURNS MY MIND

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"For what do I owe this pleasure of visiting me in late night, My dear Ex-boyfriend?", My face was full of displeasure. How dare he sneak into my home? I was ready to pull the trigger. Doesn't it enough to spoil my evening? He sat in my chair like a King as he owned the place and hell with my thoughts slightly liking his enigma. He was always mysterious,calm, composed...Don't go there Evangeline. His eyes were hard to read. His usual mask was on. He screamed darkness! The dark cave that I'm trying my every ounce in me to get out from it. "Don't you offer some drinks for your guest", his calm,velvet,hoarse voice awakened the girl burried deep,deep inside my heart. Ignoring it, "You are not a guest Mr.Knight. You are a intruder now intruding my privacy in my home", I smirked ready to pull the trigger. He returned my smirk. "Don't provoke me Evangeline. I'm warning you", his commanding tone irritated me to my core which I used to love. "Fuvk you Alexander! Get the hell out of my place", I replied trying my best not to pull the trigger. My hands were shaking in rage as my mind was telling me to pull the trigger! "I came here for this", he showed me the blue file and jumped from the window within a mili second. He took my proposal for tomorrow's bidding! I really heard my teeth cracking down. Biting my lower lip not to scream in late night I looked him waving at me from back. That sneaky bastard!! Pointing my gun at his left tricep I pulled the trigger piercing his skin. "Screw you Evangeline", he cursed holding his hand. "That's for ruining my night", I shouted and shut the window. ----------------------------------------------------------- Join Evangeline and Alexander,two hot headed mafia heads in love hate relationship! Read for more!
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College? No, this was paradise. Three years filled with partying, not so secret underground drug-deals, and hot-headed men sliding into beds like snakes with no self-control. Things were different now. I wasn't that perfect, frill-wearing angel Mama thought would walk into the house ring-beared. So many things had changed, except for one. Him. He was a disease, one I couldn't get rid of no matter how hard I tried. Everytime he's near, I feel myself turn into something I've never seen before. Like there's something under my skin only he is capable of bringing out. He's manipulative, twisted, and completely wrong in every way. I hate him. Yet every night, from miles away, I find him in my dreams. Mikhail Volkov Fuck the patriarchy. Better yet, fuck everything and everyone. It was a game of cat and mouse, me chasing victories every single day. The Bratva's constant want for war was what kept the fuel in my blood, burning up into flames whenever my knuckles made contact with another opponent. In the end, I'm always the one left standing. This fire in my bones, I feel it burst into flames while every dark memory, thought and desire runs into my fists. So many medals, but only the people around me could see them. The real battle was against my head. And maybe, just maybe, I was afraid to admit that I had no chance in winning it. She makes it harder. An angel with wings to everyone else, yet a master at unveiling those devil's horns only when I'm near. There's this darkness, this fire, in the both of us. The only difference is, she's better at hiding it. She was gone, far away, yet there was this tether dowsed in fuel connecting us, one that only lit up when she came back. Every time she's near, I feel the limits surrounding my wrath being tested. Then again, rules are only made to be broken, right? Mafia Dark Romance *Standalone*

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