controlling my patience [Disconnected]

controlling my patience [Disconnected]

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Lynn, a very talented ice skater tries to reach her talent in Europe but her parents wanted to move to Canada to help her brother attempt a school for hockey. at the very first day, she meets her brother's future bestfriend. I'll try to do enemies to lovers but i don't know. ________________________ Then, i saw a guy. A really tall guy. He was like 6 foot tall. I stopped crying. "Can you shut the fuck up or go cry somewhere else, I'm trying to fucking sleep" he said. What a rude bitch. Of course i can't let him talk to me like that. "Well i cannot control my volume so you have to deal with it or go sleep somewhere else. And who the fuck sleeps in a place like this?" "It was quiet before you come. And also who the fuck cries here"
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This book will be taken down January 1st of 2022 to be rewriten and edited! "I want to go away." I say raising my voice for the first time since I've been here. The back of his hand collides with my cheek throwing me to the floor. He growls and I cower before him. "Why are you so mean to me! I am your mate!" I desperately shout. He chuckles darkly as he walks to me slowly. "All you have done is act like a monster." I shout crawling away from him. "I am a monster just like you are my dear." A wicked smirk is plastered on his face. My coal black eyes widen as I shake my head looking into his Icy blue eyes. "No I am not a monster." I whisper. "You are a monster, a pathetic monster but still a monster." He states calmly as he kicks at my feet. I look up at him "Why? Why are you like this. " "Runt, I am a king of beast. King of dragons and you wonder why I am cold? My very power is ice." He grabs hold of my shoulders and lifts me up as his face nears mine. "And I am going to enjoy freezing your heart."

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