Broken Boundaries
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  • Reads 68
  • Votes 8
  • Parts 5
  • Time 1h 3m
Ongoing, First published May 15, 2022
Mature
Clara, I need the clary side to come out and play for a bit. There will be nothing wrong I will be with you the entire time. I think this will be a great opportunity for your mind to take a mental brake plus......you really need to get laid I say this for the safety and health of the office staff. I goff in shock a look of horror that he just said that to me Looking around I notice little heads popping up from their desk looking this way and around corners eavesdropping. Fine I say a little annoyed but if this thing requires fake smiling, I'm not fucking going I cross my arms and tap my foot. Oh, look at that dirty mouth you have clary. I shoot a glare and laugh a little placing my left hand on his bicep and squeezing a little flashing my most devious true clary smile. Oh, Jace you should see the dirty things I can do with this mouth. This time his face displaying shock and horror as I sumpter back to my office feeling as I won a major fight. 

you think you know yourself and then one day your whole world is blown up and you know nothing. for Clara Richardson 24 year old marketing manager you would think her life is normal. goes to work and has friends she goes out on dates with, probably well liked. But.... no Clara has secrets and her mind torments her everyday with chronic black outs that leave her questioning herself, a strong attraction to her best friend Jace, a new love making moves in her life but can she trust this new stranger?, she is a badass secret gamer nerd and to top it off some creepy guy that just doesn't take the hint to leave her alone. horney is a understatement ,crazy dreams, a love triangle, and oh did i mention the random murders.
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