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Desolation [h.s]
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Ongoing, First published Feb 27, 2021
Mature
des·o·la·tion
a state of complete emptiness or destruction.

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"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.


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A man who's far too good at his job and a girl who was never supposed to be involved.
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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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