The Tattoo Artist

The Tattoo Artist

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I was sitting in the chair gripping onto the chairs fabric as hard as I could. The needles were sharp against my skin. I could feel his hot breath fanning my chest, as it heaved. At of all the places I could've chosen I chose in between my breasts. The needles pierced my skin once again and I shut my eyes, the pain becoming unbearable. It was unbearable till he said those words, and at that moment I couldn't think of anything else but him, and his deep, sensual voice. "You're doing so good hermosa." _________________________________________ Averex just recently got out of a relationship she once thought was the perfect thing for her. For her heart to heal, she must learn to love herself in the way she believed her past lover once did. Although now being out of a relationship she soon finds the freedom she thought she never had, and decides to pursue impulsive actions. Grown up in a very strict Christian household, she was under the impression by her parents, specifically her mom, that the way she was born could never be unchanged; although Averex decides to go behind their backs and do the one thing that goes against her parents beliefs: getting ink on her skin. Setting up her appointment to get her tattoo, she is oblivious as to the artist she will meet. Turns out they'll be seeing each other quite often...
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**** Mature content**** "You wanna know why I'm angry?" He said in between the kisses. "Because of you" He said as he continued and my body tensed and shivered. "Every time I think I have control over myself and decide to leave this place... to leave ... you. I stop and walk back like a puppy" He said turning me around now. "Every time I meet someone, I compare them to you. Every fucking time I remind myself that you're an enemy, I want you even more" he said and I knew that this was one of the hardest thing for him to do. He and neither I like to talk about how we are feeling or face reality. Yet he still did it. "What the fuck are you doing to me Mia Bella?" He whispered with his forehead on mine and our lips inches apart. "Kiss me" I replied • • • Mafia, drugs, weapons, and all the dangerous and abnormal you can think of is what Alexandra Salvatore has to deal with on daily basis. But will that stop her from having the most rare yet desired & powerful thing in this world? Will it stop her from finding love? An action/romance story based on imaginations and imaginations only, don't try any of this shit cause you'll die. No but seriously don't go around throwing knifes, shooting people and drinking JackDaniels every day. ------------------ Please note that this story has: • Strong language • Violence • Mature themes If for some reason it bothers you, just click away. It's simple, I promise. For the rest of you lovely people HELLO AND WELCOME FEEL FREE TO BRING PIZZA. Oh yeah for you grammar freaks I'm from Sweden so there might probably will be some grammar/spelling mistakes. Just feel free to correct me if you're that kind or JUST IGNORE IT. Nothing will happen to you if you do.. I promise. The story is complete! RANKINGS #1 in love (2018-07-02) #1 in crimefiction (2018-07-02) #1 in romance (2018-07-02) #1 in guns (2019-06-23) #1 in weapons (2019-06-16)

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