π πππ«π€ π«π¨π¦ππ§ππ ππ¨π¨π€ βββββββββββ β "Here's the thing sweetheart, either kill me or let me kiss you right now." He rasped, a dangerous threat glints in his eyes. I want to reach out and push that mask off from his face, but instead of having thoughts like 'I'm too scared to face the reality' this bastard was holding my hand tightly against his chest, poking the knife over his heart. I twist the edge of the knife and whispered, "Why not both? I prefer kissing you while you die by my hands." His eyes squint and I almost visualise his sinister smirk beneath the mask, although I've never seen his face but the mask couldn't hide his evilness. He pushed the mask up just to show his lips and the next moment they crashed on mine, ruthlessly consuming me igniting fire inside my heart. ββ ββββββββββ Will be released after ππ«π’π¦π¬π¨π§ π―ππ’π₯ is end or close to end. But for early updates like trope reveal, characters aesthetic, follow my stck account. link is in the bio.All Rights Reserved
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