Like the Moon [H.S]

Like the Moon [H.S]

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''You know how to use a gun, but you can't get out of my grip, princess.'' A deep accent fills the room, making me look up at his face. He is smiling. He is fucking smiling at me! Dude, I just killed that man, he is literally laying behind your back and you find it appropriate to smile? At first, I'm just looking at him, trying to figure out what to answer, but now my brain is refusing to work. So I'm just looking at him with my mouth half parted. My stomach twists in fear, what is going to happen to me? ''You should not hold me against the wall. Call the police, I'm a murderer, I won't hesitate to do the same to you right now...'' I keep my voice low, trying to sound as confident and dangerous as I can. ### Lillian Ross was kept in the dark from her family's secrets. They took her freedom and had her whole life planned. Her only joy in life is poker. One incident makes Lillian dramatically change her life. One night, one game, one wish. What the presence of a mysterious and powerful man in Lillian's life would lead to? *Story Contains Mature and Explicit Content*
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I'm gonna get him killed. Someday. Somehow. I'm gonna get him killed. And the worst part? He knows I will. "Turn this into a fucking game, I'm begging you to make a bet out of it, just to see how long you'll last trying to change it before you realize not only you, but no one can. Genie gives you three wishes? Not enough. Every single memory taken out of my brain? Still only got one reality. A gun to my head....? You'll know my last words even if I don't get to say them." "A gun to mine?" An enemies to dead lovers, if you may. "A gun to yours?" I fucking hate him. "We're not the kind that fear death, why?" I really fucking hate him. "We know it doesn't end anything, we know it starts everything. You think a gun to your head's gonna be the last? No, either we write a sequel together in hell, or you're gonna find me taking a relaxing bath in someone's blood." "Do you know what a gun to yours means?" "A gun to my head....?" "A gun to your head, means a gun in my hands." He smiles. "Take my last breath from me, and I'll give you my last words."

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