Cuffed...to you

Cuffed...to you

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Romance
Adrian Lieche is a man who happens to be sentenced to death row. It's not that he is innocent, because he's not. He actually is as guilty they come, something he'll openly admit. Despite pleading guilty, he feels no guilt, no remorse what-so ever. Yet, I suppose that's how any serial killer would feel. The only thing he is, is stuck in a position he doesn't wish to be in. Adrian welcomes his consequence, but a certain college student won't allow him his death. No, she thinks he's better than what he did, thinks there is room for change, wants to fight for his freedom, wants to make him her psychology experiment....making him cuffed to her.
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She was the only cop who couldn't be on his pay check, and that was very rare in the mafia world. Especially for Xavier De Luca, the one who wasn't afraid of any one and the one who runed the mafia. Her life was no where close to exciting, living each day with the life that was set out for her. Adrianna didn't know what was coming her way, till she looked at the photo with the deep blue eyes looking back at her. After that it was never the same. ________________________________________________ Taking a step forward I went closer and smelt her minty breath. I could smell her bubblegum scent. I could finally touch her, reaching out I twirled a strand of her golden brown hair while she just looked into my eyes, lips parted and her breath laboured. With my other hand I touched her lips with my thumb, cherry lip balm. Putting my hands on her waist I could see she was holding on to her gun ready to fire. I smirked at this, my feisty girl. "You are mine kitten, I'm not letting you go ever." _________________________________________________ (mature read if you comfortable-violence/sexual content)

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