THE ART CRIMES
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HIM
He was ruthless, cold-hearted, the definition of fear. He had secrets. She was strong-minded and independent but gifted with the warm heart HE lacked. ................................................................. Rosa Anderson was an inspired writer, living alone in a little apartment in the city of Brisbane, Australia. However, where she was in her current job was at the bottom of where she wanted to be in the future. She was a secretary of a big company, where she assisted editors and writers with their administrative needs. She was great at her job, sharp, agile and on point in her work, to impress the big bosses so she could one day sit in their seats and be the writer she'd dreamt of being. But there was one boss, one boss in particular, that she could not impress. The new boss came and bought the company, alongside many other side hustles he had. He was known to be shut off to the world and any man or woman who came onto his path. He was heartless and an absolute prick of a man that no one favoured, but he was good at business and business alone. ALONE HE WAS. He was nothing like the open books he read and published. He was a closed book with a past he could not escape. His name was Alexander Pearson.
His Ruthless Temptation
I saw her long before she saw me. She didn't know then that her fate had already been sealed, that every step she took was drawing her closer to me. Closer to what she would become. There was something in her-something fragile, something wild. A fear she tried to hide, wrapped in defiance and confidence. It was intoxicating, watching her, knowing that no one else could see what I saw. No one else could feel the pull like I did. The slow, deliberate unraveling of her world as it would soon be tethered to mine. I felt my heart beat once, hard and fast. It was the only signal I needed. She would be mine-not in some fleeting, hollow way. No. I would strip away every shield, every defense, until she was laid bare, body and soul. And when she looked at me for the first time, I knew. She was already mine. A. Trigger Warning ⚠️: This story contains intense and graphic content, exploring dark and disturbing themes that may be triggering for some readers. Sensitive topics are depicted throughout. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Proceed with caution: after this point, no additional warnings will be provided.Concluida
June
He was born as an adorable boy. He grew up to be a beautiful person. People would be attracted to him just by looking at him. But instead of pulling him closer, they would resent him for being so beautiful. When your own family detest you the most, there isn't really a place to go in this world. Yet he tries hard to make a place for himself in this world. And when love and affection actually start reaching out to him for the first time in his life, he is snatched far away and thrown into a pit of darkness. Lust paints his nights in rainbow colors while his soul crumbles slowly. Lust is not love. But can it give rise to emotions deeper and purer?
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𝐼 𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑎𝑠 𝑙𝑜𝑢𝑑𝑙𝑦 𝑎𝑠 𝐼 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑, "𝑂ℎ 𝑚𝑦 𝑔𝑜𝑑." "𝑁𝑜 𝑔𝑜𝑑. 𝐵𝑒𝑡𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑙𝑒𝑔𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑣𝑖𝑙," ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑦𝑠. 𝐻𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑎 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑙𝑦 𝑒𝑣𝑖𝑙 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑜𝑛. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 𝐌𝐲𝐬𝐡𝐚, A private investigator. She is a fierce, independent woman who is both beautiful and intelligent. 𝐄𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐧 𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐨, A billionaire who heads The Celestino Empire. He's a dominating Italian man. By the nature, he's devil. He can have anybody he wants. - Is he also capable of having a tough woman like Mysha? - Do you think they'll be in love? ━━━━━━━━━━━━━ - mature sexual contents. - guns, knife, violence and torture. - murder, criminal and villian. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━ This is the only platform my book is posted on.Concluida
He was ruthless, cold-hearted, the definition of fear. He had secrets. She was strong-minded and independent but gifted with the warm heart HE lacked. ................................................................. Rosa Anderson was an inspired writer, living alone in a little apartment in the city of Brisbane, Australia. However, where she was in her current job was at the bottom of where she wanted to be in the future. She was a secretary of a big company, where she assisted editors and writers with their administrative needs. She was great at her job, sharp, agile and on point in her work, to impress the big bosses so she could one day sit in their seats and be the writer she'd dreamt of being. But there was one boss, one boss in particular, that she could not impress. The new boss came and bought the company, alongside many other side hustles he had. He was known to be shut off to the world and any man or woman who came onto his path. He was heartless and an absolute prick of a man that no one favoured, but he was good at business and business alone. ALONE HE WAS. He was nothing like the open books he read and published. He was a closed book with a past he could not escape. His name was Alexander Pearson.
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