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gildedmaes

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Reads 186
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Parts 5
Time 28m

gildedmaes

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𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐁𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐢; the Archer. Her life depends on good impressions from her parents. She's the somewhat- good girl until her eyes meet the man's that would change that completely.
    
    𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐨 𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞; the Healer. He's the total opposite and doesn't give a fuck enough to try and impress anyone, especially his parents. They don't want him riding his motorcycle in full speed late at night, but he does so anyway. 
    
    
    
    
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    "Do you have any fucking idea what you do to me?" he takes a grip of my wrist and holds it tight enough to snap it in half while his other hand is gripping my hair and keeping my whole body against his.
    
    My breath hitches at his touch. At his presence that seems to always consume all of me. I can never get enough of him.
    
     "You're crazy" Is all that is able to leave my mouth before he pushes me hard against the wall and catches my breath. I shouldn't want this. I shouldn't need this. Yet, I always end up craving him.
    
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𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐁𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐢; the Archer. Her life depends on good impressions from her parents. She's the somewhat- good girl until her eyes meet the man's that would change that completely.
    
    𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐨 𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞; the Healer. He's the total opposite and doesn't give a fuck enough to try and impress anyone, especially his parents. They don't want him riding his motorcycle in full speed late at night, but he does so anyway. 
    
    
    
    
                                                  𓆩♡𓆪
    
    "Do you have any fucking idea what you do to me?" he takes a grip of my wrist and holds it tight enough to snap it in half while his other hand is gripping my hair and keeping my whole body against his.
    
    My breath hitches at his touch. At his presence that seems to always consume all of me. I can never get enough of him.
    
     "You're crazy" Is all that is able to leave my mouth before he pushes me hard against the wall and catches my breath. I shouldn't want this. I shouldn't need this. Yet, I always end up craving him.
    
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    What will happen when the good girl meets the obsessive biker?

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