The City

The City

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24 year old Maelyn has always had a love for writing. She wrote about swarming colors and passing faces. Daring knights and terrified princesses. She wrote about the colors in the wind and the wonderful smell of her mother's cooking. Having always carried this love, she brings it with her to the city. Too bad she only wrote in newspapers that grandmas read. She'll get over it right? She wasn't always a very quiet child, she was a bit of a sass mouth and kind of immature, with a scream to deafen neighbors.It would help her in the city if she ever needs help of course, but her roommate has taken quite a disliking towards it. And her. Mark Vanture was quiet and stubborn. He worked at a tattoo parlor around the corner and wasn't too content with his life. He is a man with many secrets that even his close friends don't know. Mark's love for the city had dwindled a long time ago, but will Mae help to spark those feelings once again? Strong language and some sexual acts.
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" For poor people like us, our respect is everything." The same sentence echoing in his head burnt him alive, how can she slap him. Every girl would go to her knees to please him but this cheap, country girl turns down an offer to spend a night with him. He took an expansive bottle of liquor and threw it on the wall making a loud noise. " I'll make you lay down under me, I'll make you cry my name, I will fuck you so hard that all your honor, your RESPECT will fly away ... I will tarnish you in such a way that you, yourself, will feel disgusted with yourself. "He said, looking at the broken pieces of the bottle. "I will, Amber. I will." He made a promise to himself while looking at his bed. One day he will see her naked on his bed. under his mercy.

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