When the Curtains Close

When the Curtains Close

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In this split POV, slow-burn, you have known Henry Cavill since you moved to Buckingham as a preteen. A lie destroys the only family and friendship you have ever known and held dear. After being forced to move back stateside with your father and his passing, you have found yourself back in Buckingham. Seeing Henry again is not something you were keen to do but when that day comes, it seems as though little time has passed. Eager to show him that you have move on, you begin dating only to find yourself in danger with Henry being your only hope. Will you allow Henry to see who you are when the curtains close or will you allow hurt and anger to ultimately destroy any happiness you may have had?
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This is the 2nd completed installment to the Closer Trilogy! ..... He leaned in fast, crashing his lips onto my mouth as my one free hand beat at his chest, trying to flung him off. Confusion and pain rose in me as his wet lips assaulted mine over and over again. I hated when Henry did this. I hated it when he used physical force to get his way. With all my strength, I managed to throw him off me and break free for a moment. I rushed out of the closet, but he caught up to me in little time, hauling my weight in his arms. Still holding onto me, he dropped us both down on the bed. He mounted on top of me at my hips and as I writhed under his restraint, he captured both my wrists with his hands, pressing them deep into the surface of the bed. My struggling halted. I didn't want to look at him right now. If he wanted to do it, then just let it be over with already. I was sick and tired of this vicious, repetitive game. "Do it then, Henry. Just do it!" ..... *** Intended for audiences 18 and older. *** Book 2 of the Closer Trilogy, a Dark Romance NO TRANSLATIONS ALLOWED! A Henry Cavill Fanfiction

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