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Book 1. Escape: Killed or be killed [Unpublished]
Book 2 'Escape : Target D916
Four years later of escaping a traumatizing facility that sex trafficked, abused and assaulted victims, Sabrina and Draven come together for the first time.
Only he had no memory of her nor anybody he cherished for the matter. Made in the essential undertaking, an soldier. His purpose to wreck the foes of his bosses. From adversaries, to clients, up to his Boss.
Sabrina and Jr's brief serene life takes a turn when she finds her way back to the obliteration Draven, now named D916.
From assisting him with recapturing his memory, to learning the reality of his creation, discovering the truth with regards to the double-crossings, betrayals, and becoming hopelessly enamored once more, she couldn't leave.
Rather hell with him, than heaven with anyone else. With that bargain, she gained that and more as did he.
....
Rage gripped his body, coursing through his body as he smoldered.
"Draven!" Jr begged in protest but he ignored him, his teeth gritting with indecisiveness. He hadn't known how he wanted her to suffer, so many methods, so many ways. The thought of her screams caused his tongue to slide over his lips.
"Jr get back" Sabrina pleaded.
He gripped her jaw had her attention been on everyone else but him. Now, she had been downright provoking him. "A nice little meetup huh? Where are they?" His thumbs dug into the spot between her cheeks and jawline causing her eyes to water.
"I thought you trusted me" She whined, tears dropping down her cheeks. Her delicacy had been alluring. So easy she would break for him.
"Now when did I say that?" He chuckled darkly.
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He pushes me against one of the book shelves and I am glad that all students and Madam Pince have left. His lips trail to my neck, "Let me be honest, that mark above your breast, turns me on so much" he says biting the flesh of my breast. "Oh, and I am never that drunk to not know when a girl slaps me" His hand grabs around my neck as he lays me down, "That was quite a swing, princess" He's talking about how I slapped him when he got drunk after that match when him and I were in an argument. "Get over my knee" he orders adjusting his pants as he man-spreads on the chair. His lap teasing me to get over it for a night of my life. "What?" I blink innocently, "Over my knee. Now" I get over his knee without another question, because Draco Malfoy does not ask twice. Olivia was never just an ordinary girl. Muggle-born-or so she's told-she joins Hogwarts in her first year and quickly discovers that her powers go far beyond what any young witch should possess. As Olivia uncovers chilling secrets about her past, she finds herself drawn into the fight alongside the Golden Trio against the rising dark forces. But when her path collides with Draco Malfoy-her sworn rival turned reluctant ally-everything changes. Love sparks in the shadows, truths unravel, and Olivia is forced to confront the darkest secret of all... the one hidden inside herself. Power. Legacy. And a love that could destroy or save them both. All the copyrights and characters are owned by J.K. Rowling, except for the ones that I will create, which will be easy to identify. The general story idea is similar to HP movies, but with my own fanfiction spiciness. My story happens around this time, well not actually 2020s but not in 1900s too. So hope you enjoy a little magic, love and pain with modern tech! And a little warning - MATURE CONTENT. Contains harsh language, knife work, smut and fluff.
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