Eleanor Ariti

Eleanor Ariti

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, May 5, 2022
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Eleanor Dylan Ariti loves to hug people. Kaden Capone on the other hand not so much.. Will this even workout? Will her new friends make her feel at home? Who knows? YOU BITCH READ THE MF STORY. Here's a little something: Well shit, I need water. I try to get up but i get pulled back down by strong arms -oh yeah I forgor. I'm sure he doesn't mind. I start moving trying to get out of his tight hold but no can do - he's stronger. Seriously what does this man eat? Not that I mind though.. shut up. I try to get up again putting my hands on his tights so I can lift myself up. "Stop" he suddenly says in a low voice. "But I'm thirsty" as I say this I get pulled under him and he stars at me with his piercing green eyes scanning my face. "Kadennn I need water!" I slap my hand lightly against his cheek "Look I'll be quick! Faster than fucking flash but please let me go" I pout and he sighs letting me go. This bitch...
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I meet him at the right time. Or a completely wrong one, depending on the perspective you look from. I am not the one to fall head over heels in love with someone and he is not the guy someone should even fall in love with. But there are all the witty comebacks, the unplanned meetings at the bar, the rides on his motorcycle, all the laughs we share before the morning ... It does something to both of us. It changes us to the extent where we suddenly can't live without all of this. He is not a good guy. He's as bad as it gets. But he's perfect for me. I want to believe our story is a modern fairy tale with a more realistic ending. You won't get the princess-prince bullshit from me. You'll get it how it is with no sugar-coating. I was no princess and he was no prince, yet we still had something beautiful going on. For a while, at least.

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