Tame the Untamed (On-going)

Tame the Untamed (On-going)

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Love conquers everything. It conveys both truth and lies, right choice and evil decisions, getting and letting go, and even relying and hating someone you knew and not. Love is just merely love. But what if, love is achieved what comes after it? A lifelong happiness where lies and hatred hid behind those happy smiles, or a life threatening punishment where satisfaction and truth was all along hidden. Choose wisely, because love can be like a fairytale puppet show and at the same time like a horrific evil wind who harshly blow. Can this be the way to tame the untamed being?
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She didn't reply and I felt her finger move across my skin, lower, and almost all the way down my lower back. A shiver coursed through my body, strangely pleasant, and I felt her finger stop. "Your tattoos are beautiful," she said softly. Too close. She was too close. My pulse was hammering and I could feel her cool breath against my skin when she spoke, and my body was warm from having felt her. I couldn't reply. My breathing was light and shaken. I wanted to just turn around and pull her against me, or rather put her against a wall, so I could kiss her and feel her more properly against me. If she touched me again, I wasn't sure that I could keep myself from doing just that. "I'm going to take a shower," I said suddenly in an attempt to escape. She didn't stop me, so I took that opportunity to walk away. When I reached the bathroom, I took a deep breath to steady myself as well as my pulse. Closing the door behind me, I ran a hand through my hair. She truly was a nightmare. A bad boy's worst nightmare was a girl that made him want to be a good one.

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