CRAVING INFERNO

CRAVING INFERNO

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Up to how much would it cost to love a criminal? How much would I lose? How much would I gain? "Say it, say that you don't love me..." The deities know how much I'm trying to hold back my feelings for this man, how could he actually love someone like me? He's rich, powerful, and influential, I bet that he could get any woman he wants with all that money so why would he settle on someone like me? Is this another one of his sick games? Because I can no longer suppress this attachment. "Then listen, Lucas, I will never love a low-life criminal like you..." -- If she thinks that I would let her go just like that, then she's mistaken. I always get what I desire. "Bullshit, Mira... you are not a good liar..." --- You are as dangerous as you can be but I can't help but want to be near you, it's as if I'm playing with death the more I hunger over your affection. Loving you is like craving inferno.
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Suited for an audience 18 and older. Read at your own discretion. *** "Don't think for a second I don't hate you any less because we're married," I hiss out. Seeing Gabriel's growing smirk only pisses me off more. "If I knew what I was signing up for when I agreed to this then I would have ripped that stupid contract up the first chance I got." My sentence trails off when Gabriel takes another step towards me, then another until he's towering over me. I can feel how huge my eyes become when he slams my back to the bathroom door, wrapping his hand around my throat and pressing it to the wood. A gasp escapes me when Gabriel squeezes it, squeezing until I'm panting for every breath. I can already feel my body betraying me, though. My words may be telling him how much I despise him, but my body knows what the truth is and it shows from the growing arousal between my legs. "Don't be so crude, princesa," Gabriel mutters, forcing my head back to stare into his blazing brown eyes. "Let's not forget that we're a happily married couple. So I suggest you walk into that meeting with a smile on your face... Unless you'd rather have them all listen to me fuck the attitude out of you instead." ***

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