Oxytocin (I)

Oxytocin (I)

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WpMetadataReadContenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture<5 mins
WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication jeu., juin 30, 2022
Coming later this year! (Might change the description) You'd think Roux Wilson had enough to deal with; dealing with past trauma, having greedy two faced friends, and absent parents. Lastly, losing her boyfriend to another girl right behind her back. Things couldn't get worse than this... Well...just wait til we add a new bump in the road, Salem Greco. He seems perfect, bright smile, knows a way with words, let's not get started on his body. A charmer. It was just supposed to be a casual hookup, let loose, enjoy company of a beautiful man. That's it. No attachment. Nothing. I mean, keep thinking and saying it and it'll be true, right? But it's too late, his eyes are targeted on Roux and won't let her go. Now she'll have to reveal who Salem really is.
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I never thought my life would be like this; trapped in a dark room and scared for my life. A blindfold was wrapped around my head, covering my eyes, making me completely blind and on high alert. My breathing was ragged and I could smell the mold that was most likely covering most of the room. My hands were tied behind my back, my feet tied together and I was sitting on the floor, propped up against a wall. I heard a slight shuffling across the room that was coming closer to me. I tried my hardest to keep my breathing under control to seem confident and fearless, but in reality, I was shitting my pants and squealing like a scared little girl on the inside. To say I was terrified was a drastic understatement. I was petrified, shaking with fear, but they were not going to know that. "Who are you?!" I demanded. If I was going to die, it would be with the name of my kidnapper. A voice boomed closely to me, "Well, if I told you that, this wouldn't be any fun." **************** Skylar James, a 24 year old girl, is kidnapped by a very well known gang who has a vendetta against her family. In an attempt to find light in her situation, she makes friends with one of the members. Logan Grant was forced into the gang at the young age of 16. He was abused until he became emotionless and ruthless, so that one day, he could rule the gang. Everything was going smoothly until Skylar is brought in. With a blindfold wrapped around her head, he instantly feels bad for her, though he cannot show it. Afraid of getting caught, he shows no emotion while others are around. Though, behind closed doors is a whole other story.

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