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"God, you are such an ass!" I screamed at him "Really, Faith. Cause I'm pretty sure I told you from the beginning. I don't do relationships...... And a matter of fact, neither do you. So why are you acting like this!" He growls. He was clenching his jaw, as he pointed his fingers at at me. "You know what. Forget it!.....Fuck. You drive me crazy. You say I'm the one, who wants to be sad and alone but the truth is, you do. You're the one who's going to be alone. So whatever, you do your thing, and I'll do mine. Okay, you win." "What's that suppose to mean!" he grabs me by the arm and pulls me towards him. As our eyes meet,and he begins to search my face. I can feel my pain starting to seep through my skin. "Sleep with whoever you want Ian. And I'll do the same." "Fine, go be a fucking whore" he angrily says, as he turns from me. He screamed "Fuck" as I walked out his apartment door, and slammed his drinking glass of scotch against the wall...... "It's like once you've been hurt, you're scared to get attached again. Like you have this fear that every person you start to love is going to break your heart" Ian Wilson, see Faith Rose and his heart skips a beat for the first time in his life. Faith sees Ian and thinks about how she has kissed more bottles than boy. You know what they say, hangovers hurt less, then a broken heart.
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He held up his hands, trying to sound casual, but the sight stopped her cold-blood smeared across his fingers, dark and fresh. "Relax, it's nothing," he said smoothly, his voice trying to soothe, but her heart pounded in stark disbelief. Her eyes widened, fixed on the crimson stains, a silent scream caught in her throat. Horror dripped from every glance. "Nothing? You killed him," she whispered, voice barely steady, trembling with a mixture of fear and accusation. "You're a murderer." He scoffed, a cold shadow flickering in his unreadable eyes. "Don't insult me wifey. I'm above that." The weight of his words pressed down like a guillotine as she steadied herself, voice sharp with defiance. "I'll tell everyone. I won't marry you." A slow, cruel smile curved his lips as he leaned in, his breath ghosting against her ear like a deadly promise. "Will you? Go ahead-tell everyone. I'll destroy everything you hold dear, just like your telling would destroy mine. We'll go down together." He leaned closer, his voice dropping to a chilling whisper. "And as for not marrying me... oh wifey , you don't get to choose. You'll be mine-whether it's in a wedding dress, or buried in a legend". He wasn't supposed to pull her in-didn't even understand why he was drawn to her. She wasn't the most beautiful, but something beneath the surface called to him. A ruthless heir haunted by betrayal, he never let strangers close... yet he craved to keep her. ☆☆☆☆

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