Forbidden Fixation
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The warm blood envelopes me. The feel of it is thick and sticky, I roll onto my belly, pushing back my hair, which are also drenched in blood. I kick my feet in the air as I lick at my fingers. Suddenly I feel as if something had been ripped off of me, leaving me feeling empty. That's when a tall, handsome, muscular man materialises before me. I smile, biting my lower lip.
"Ashar."
He looks down at me, I kneel before him, closing my thighs like I good girl. I look up at him through my eyelashes and watch as a devilish grin stretches across his face. He hooks his finger around my chin, forcing me to lift my head up at him. He bends down, leaning in close and I feel my body jump in anticipation of his touch. I don't remember anything, I just know he makes me feel really good. I want to feel really good.
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What happens when a djinn who was assigned to kill her, falls insanely in love with her.
Nothing less than a complete disaster, a painful one.
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