Guns and Temptations

Guns and Temptations

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"Don't fight it Evelyn" he said in a low voice. "No Seth. I dont feel anything you" "Your just saying that because our gangs would have our asses for doing this. Come on. Live a little. Your supposed to be the bad girl" He said know that would set me off. I crushed my lips to his and our lips moved in sync. He tasted of sin and corruption and i wanted nothing more in that moment than to be corrupted. ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ Evelyn Majors is apart of a big gang in Colorado. Shes a heartless killer and manipulator. Some people even say that she has no feelings at all. Seth Ambros is apart of the biggest gang in Colorado. He could have any girl he wanted with just a smile. He silent but deadly and had bad anger issues. The gangs hate each other. But that didn't stop Seth from chasing the girl he wanted. Of course Evelyn didn't think she was actually going to feel something for this boy.
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