Let The Storm Rage On

Let The Storm Rage On

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Do you know the difference between love and lust? The differences may seem obvious but imagine for a minute that love, is like the colour red, and lust is the colour purple, then what I have must be blue right? At least that is what I tell myself, when my back is against the wall and I am screaming from the pain of yet another unwanted storm front. That is also what the storm tells me, when it grabs me by the neck and whispers sweet nothings into my vagina. P.G.A.D is a bitch.
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(Though highly recommend to read the book "Obsession, Madness & Love" first, this book can be read as a standalone.) ____________________________________________ I made a mistake. A terrible one. I betrayed my best friend. The only person who ever cared for me. But I had no choice. Then there's his younger sister, Maria Andrews who always looked up to me as if I was some kind of an angel, little does she know that I am far away from that. And now I am on the run, trying to leave everything behind. But it's been four years, four fucking years since her eighteenth birthday when she confessed having feelings for me. For Me. And her words still haunt me, the tears in her eyes when I rejected her still burn my heart but I did what I had to do. People don't love me, especially women...they only seek pleasure from me. I am not a lovable person and someone you should definitely steer clear of. Getting involved with my best friend's (or ex best friend's) sister is stupid and I'm fucking mature enough to not even think of her, of someone who is eight years younger than me. But now, she is here and God help me, I am about to cross every fucking line.

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