Stupid miracles, stupid decisions
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Última atualização seg, jul 19, 2021
Y/n Margret Cloud, the only thing she needed in that night, was to drink as much as she could, get laid, and forget about her best friend fucking her crush.
Little did y/n know, she'd get herself in that much shit by just talking to a good looking guy at a bar.
TW: Suicide, murder, brutal scenes, (maybe) self harm
In the First chapter is a list with symbols that I use for these things as warning!
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His Bad Boy Ego | ✓
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"The things I could make you feel" He whispered as he delicately tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear that must have come out of the loose bun while staring right into my eyes with his green ones that were filled with hunger. Goosebumps erupted all over my body. I was at a loss of words, surprised by his delicacy. 𝘕𝘰𝘸 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘕𝘖𝘛 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 "I-I should go, the ice bucket is waiting for me" I said as I tried to get away from him. Wait, 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘺? Being this close to this asshole clouded my senses." I mean I've to get back to work." He smirked lightly, amused by my nervousness. I stepped away from him and my back met with the wall behind me. I averted my eyes away from his and started walking through the hallway towards the bar. When I reached the end of the hallway and was about to take a turn, I glanced over my shoulder. He wasn't there anymore. Rest of the night, I was trying to push him away from my thoughts. // pernicious /pəˈnɪʃəs/ adjective having a harmful effect, especially in a gradual or subtle way. Evelyn Jones works at Red Heaven as a bartender in Los Angeles. She is kind, funny and has a bad mouth which doesn't hesitate to put people in their places whenever necessary. Kayden Merikh has a dark aura around him. He is strange, ignorant, arrogant and someone she shouldn't get involved with. But destiny has other plans for her. When they cross paths, Evelyn realises she should be as far away from him as possible because he has something more to him than just his rude behaviour. Something she doesn't wanna know. // THIS STORY IS A PURE WORK OF FICTION CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / SEXUAL CONTENT / ABUSIVE CONTENT / ASSAULT / DRUGS / DOMESTIC VIOLENCE / ALCOHOL / MENTAL ILLNESS. COPYING THIS STORY IS PROHIBITED
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