Panaché
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Romance
Tall,dark,handsome n deadly.. Panachè was a ruthless young man of 21 and no in case u were wondering,hez not rich,infact he's barelyanaging to scrape a living.... hez so cold and distant...crushing ruthlessly his advesaries...his lovers too.. Chris...A striking,vibrant young lady of 18..wth a fiery spirit tht can light up a room,a waem heart n laughing eyes... She dznt hve it all perfectly laid in front of her...shez had to suffer betrayal from the ones she thought were fo her... What happens when these two opposites collide...? He with his cold facade She with her insecurities Wil she manage to break his cool reserve n will his cold highness give Chrus security.. A dangerously passionate tale..
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Kian's heart raced as he beheld the girl's beauty, her delicate features stirring something profound within him. Her small nose scrunched in her sleep, and her soft lips moved ever so slightly, painting the picture of an ethereal being. Was she an angel in disguise? With great care, he removed her jacket, ensuring his gaze remained respectful, and draped his hoodie over her. He also changed into a fresh T-shirt, all the while marveling at her innocent allure. "You're so precious and adorable, my little bambina," he whispered to her sleeping form, a smile gracing his lips. Noticing the bruise on her cheek, a fingerprint marring her skin, rage simmered within him. Whoever had harmed her would pay dearly. Yet, as he gazed at her, a deep connection took root, a vision of a shared future unfolding before him. When her beautiful blue eyes opened and met his, he felt an undeniable bond, a love at first sight that promised so much more. He longed to pursue her, to understand the pain behind those eyes and witness the beauty of her smile. He imagined it would be the most divine sight he'd ever behold. Her voice, a mere whisper, broke the silence. "W-who a-are you? W-where are y-you t-taking me?" It was the sound of heaven to Kian's ears. *** MARY JOYE.

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