Rules are made to be broken

Rules are made to be broken

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WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing1h 35m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, May 24, 2023
How two extremely complicated and contrasting people find simplicity in each other. - "You're cute when you're annoyed." His eyes flashed towards me, and I could tell I pushed a button. "Shut up." "You know, you always tell me to shut up, but when I don't you seem to do nothing about it." My heart skipped beat as he walked towards me. He put his index finger under my chin, forcing me to make eye contact with him by moving my head up. "That's because I know that that's the one thing you crave so badly." - Story contains: -Mentions and descriptions of domestic violence, (attempted) sexual assault and substance abuse. -smut
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