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This is my first book. This book will contain same Sex relationships. If you are not comfortable with this do not comment just go ahead and find a different book for you. Thank you. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX „Huh?" Great .... Wait a moment I wanted to curse myself, but why don't I know.... who I am? and my name? Who the hell am I? I started to hyperventilate and looked at the Man in front of me his name Tag said Paul. Paul put a mask over my Face, I guess to help me breath. I finally managed to say: „I can't remember?!" Paul started checking my head for injuries „Well I can't see any visible Trauma on your Head or a Bump or anything." He muttered more to himself. „Do you know where you are? And how you got here?" © copyright all rights reserved
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*Mature Content Warning* I rest both my hands against the table. "I'll go on another date with you, if you tell me one thing about yourself that no one else knows." He's silent for a long moment, pondering my offer. Eventually he quirks his fingers at me. "Lean closer." Bracing myself against the table, I lean over it toward him, noting every detail about his face as I get closer. Every hair, every freckle. His beautiful is unimaginable. His breath warms my skin, dancing over my ear as I dip my head toward him. Will he kiss me, and make good on my sinful thoughts? His voice is like an erotic caress as he murmurs in my ear, "I'm a murderer." *** She cannot escape him. On a blind-date, she unknowingly meets the most dangerous man to exist, and falls into his world of darkness and desire as both his mate, and his worst enemy.

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