Little Lamb

Little Lamb

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WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing5h 12m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Jul 13, 2025
My eyes drifted back towards the pink eyesore across the street and followed her silhouette as I wiped the blood from my hands. My lips curled into a chilling grin. She's what I need to keep me interested for a while. Like a lamb to the slaughter I'm going to get ahold of her and break her spirit. I'm going to watch the ignorance and optimism drain from her as I sink my claws into her. I hope that little lamb can run because I love a good and thrilling chase...
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Stella is in Spain on vacation with her best friend. She went to a club to have fun and to escape the stress but what happens when she meets the eyes of the owner? The cold-hearted mafia boss can't let her out of her sight all night long. She wants her and she is going to get her. That's what she thought. She didn't want the younger girl to know that she's in the mafia but that didn't last long. The moment Stella found out how dangerous Ximena is, she tries to escape. π–§·π–§·π–§· I walk faster, my legs trembling, panic surging anew. When i dare a glance over my shoulders, she's there-her silhouette stalking towards me with deadly precision. Run. My mind screams at me, and i break into a desperate sprint. But i don't make it far. Strong hands grab my waist, yanking me back with frightening ease. My body collides with hers, and im suddenly pressed against her chest, warm and unyielding. I struggle, twisting in her grip, but her hold only tightens. "I think we weren't finished in there, were we?" she hisses in my ear, her breath searing against the sensitive skin of my neck.

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