Compelled by lust

Compelled by lust

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'Oh god' 'Yes baby , we're your god' _____________________ WxWxM What happens when murder doesn't fuck with your head as much as it used to. When your insane life feels regular. Who and what can make your mind and body feel as magnificent as killing once did. Main characters Flora - pov is hers Monet - pronounced moan-ey ;) Stephan - sexy man
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