Astraea

Astraea

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"He cannot change anything! This is your destiny!" "He couldn't change my destiny, he would not be able to help me change it either, But he is my fate, and he is the only destiny I know of. " The Duke of absolute intelligence had married, the naïve northern princess. A woman who was a myth, she who was an alluring tale heard by millions but read by few. Didn't seem to reflect the depth of her essence and he walked besides her wondering where they, headed in the oblivion. But when he finally got to know the truth of her enchanting existence, he didn't know if he was horrified or was lured by the Siren's call. "You're my peace in lifetime of a war." Instagram: pyrenean_rosette
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We stand in silence, as I sip my water, and he watches me do it. Finally, he breaks the silence. "I'm sorry if I... offended you by sleeping in your bed last night. This morning. Whatever." "It's fine. You didn't do anything." He nods, his eyes far away, as if thinking of how to word his views. "I didn't do anything... but I wanted to. I wanted to so badly." I nearly choke on my water. I don't know what's worse; his confession, or how nonchalantly he says it, as if he's reading the weather. "Come again?" I say, thinking that I must have heard him wrong. He shrugs. "I want to fuck you." Again, he is as nonchalant as ever. I just stare stupidly, my mouth agape. He closes my mouth, grinning at me, wicked intentions in his eyes. Not so nonchalant anymore, I see. "Um, I-I...I don't..." I stop talking, realising what a total idiot I sound like, while his grin broadens. In that second, I am grateful for my dark skin, as he can't see me blushing. "Tongue-tied?" My cheeks get hotter. "Shut the fuck up." He actually laughs. "Don't worry, honey," he says, his hot breath brushing against my face, shocking me. When did he get this close? "One day," he whispers, now in my ear,"I will fuck you." I realise that my eyes are closed and I open them. He's gone. I stand there frozen, in total shock. What the actual fuck just happened? *** When all you know is disappointment, you become your own best friend. You isolate yourself from everyone else. You need no one; love is a weakness. That's the case with me. Then, Prince Charming rides in and changes everything. Except, he isn't a prince. He is light, but he holds darkness; he is joy, but he knows pain; he is beauty, but within him is imperfection and ugliness. He is just like me, but he is also my opposite. He is the Yin to my Yang. *** A lot of the original sexual content has been removed from this version, but the extra R rated one is also on my profile. *** •Mature, 18

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