~ His Vixen
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I take her small hands in mine, "I cant believe you've killed people with these hands. So soft, delicate" I say twirling her around and pulling her into me.
"Don't underestimate them. They can wrap around your neck and take the breath right from your lungs" she whispers into my ear before pulling away from me to spin around in sync with everyone else in the ballroom.
I pull her back into me and close the gap between us, whispering on her lips, "Why don't they wrap around something else? They dont have to be around just my neck to take the breath out of my lungs" I say, causing her to stiffen immediately, taking a sharp breath in.
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Belle Valentine is a murderer with a strong past. Miles Dilaurentis is a normal stoner with daddy issues and plenty of cigarette packets. What happens when Belle and Miles find themselves drawn together, and Belle makes a mistake making Miles figure out who she really is? Read to find out.
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