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Would you rather me scream your name, Or lie helplessly while I see you walk away. I played these "games", to many times, You're just a bucket of pain. And my friend, The mop is too wet. It is no longer wringing. Left to fend for herself, Lana wanted nothing to do with family. After forced into a home, she soon realizes the life she has. Placed between a rock and a hard place, Lana is determined to find a way out. When a wealthy home owner decides to visit; he has his eyes on something special. Not something; someone. After seeing Lana face first; he will do anything to have her. Zayn saw her as a weak individual; Lana saw him as a beast. He thought she was just the average girl; he was very wrong. One secret Lana held; one secret he thought he'd never get. With the tables turned; will Zayn really get all he was asking for. Only time will tell.
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My heart was beating and adrenaline was running through my body at a thousand miles per second. My hand wrapped around the door knob, but then I was pulled back painfully by my arm. I was whipped around and was face to face with a pissed off Louis. "Where do you think you're going, love?" He asked, and I gulped at how dark his voice sounded. The sane part of me was absolutley terrified of it, and I didn't like it, but the part of me that thought Louis was incredible was so turned on by his dark side. "Answer the question." He said as he squeezed my wrist tighter, and I winced a bit, but I didn't answer the question. "Were you trying to leave? Were you trying to run away from me?" He asked, and I felt his nails digging into my skin. I gave a small yelp of pain and then he was dragging me harshly by my arm down the hall again. He passed the room that I was staying in before and opened another door that was three doors down. He pushed me inside, and I couldn't see a thing. The room was completely dark. I began to breath faster because I've never been a big fan of the dark. I hated it. I didn't like what I couldn't see. I jumped as I felt a hand on my waist and my breath caught as I felt a surge of electricity run through me. I felt him pull me closer to him until my back was against his chest. His lips rubbed against my ear and he slowly whispered out "You can't leave, Harry. You're never gonna get away. I'm not gonna let you."

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