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Desolation [h.s]

Desolation [h.s]

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des·o·la·tion a state of complete emptiness or destruction. • "Yes, I've done some pretty horrible things to survive." His hands traced up the sides of my body, his rings scratching at my skin. I was cornered, pressed against the wall with no possible escape. "But unlike you, poor, delicate Aadya," his words came out raspy, close to a whisper that was meant only for my ears. "I don't ignore it and bury it inside." His right hand had made it to my jawline, cupping it ever so softly. "I deal with it." I felt the absence of his cold hand from my cheek for a moment but it was soon felt again, though in a different place. His fingers wrapped around my neck applying pressure, not to kill but only enough to show who had the upper hand. • A man who's far too good at his job and a girl who was never supposed to be involved. • Aadya has never met her father, she lives with her mom in New York and has for most of her life. No matter how much she asks she is only ever told his name, Lorenzo, and to never go looking for him, for he does not want to be found. 19 year old Aadya decides that before she starts collage she wants to find her dad, she doesn't want to be kept in the dark anymore. After hiring a privet investigator to find where her father is she packs her things and takes a trip that will turn out to give her more than went looking for. Harry is a killer, he has been trained for most of his life to be one. He is smart, cruel and sadistic but he knows how to get jobs done and can do things a normal person would never even have to think of. The worst part is that he enjoys it, it pas well and it's all he's ever known.He never expected to need anything more than that.
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"I know exactly what you like." I swallowed, my throat dry despite the whiskey. "And what does that have to do with your secret?" His lips curved, the faintest hint of a smirk. "Because I think you want someone who can push back." The heat in my stomach curled tighter, and I hated that too. Hated that he was reading me too easily, hated that I couldn't tell if he was just playing or if he really understood. "That's not much of a secret," I said smoothly, keeping my voice even. "Anyone could guess that." "Maybe," Harry mused, his fingers toying with the rim of his glass. "But I don't think just anyone could keep up with you." I narrowed my eyes, my body betraying me with the way it leaned just slightly closer. "And you think you can?" He didn't answer right away. He just held my gaze, letting the anticipation stretch, letting the weight of it settle between us. Then, finally, his smirk deepened. "I guess that depends," he murmured, his voice dropping to something dark. "Are you gonna let me find out?" // August Paisley was born into bloodshed. As the daughter of Brooklyn's most ruthless mafia leader, she's spent her life sharpening her edges, knowing that love is a liability and trust is a death sentence. With enemies circling and war on the horizon, she has no time for distractions-especially not the kind that comes in the form of sharp-tongued, brooding, Harry Styles. Harry is everything she should hate. The son of her family's greatest enemy. A man raised on the promise of destruction. Their worlds are built on blood feuds and old grudges, and there's no future where the two of them walk away unscathed. But when their paths collide, what starts as a battle of wit and fire turns into something else-something intoxicating, something inevitable. Falling for him is a mistake that cost her everything. Her life. But in a war where nothing is certain, letting him go might be the most dangerous thing of all.

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