Wear My Wounds
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Última publicación vie, ene 23, 2026
I tell myself I don't want him.
I have a boyfriend. A safe choice. A distraction. But Kaivan Valentino doesn't care. He doesn't care that I'm with Xander, that I tell him to stay away. Because every time I push, he pulls harder, backing me into dark corners, whispering things I shouldn't want to hear, touching me like he already owns me.
I should fight harder. I should hate him. But the way he looks at me, like he sees through every lie I tell myself, makes me wonder if I ever really stood a chance?
There's something dangerous between us, something that shouldn't exist. You see, once he's decided he wants something, he doesn't stop until he takes it.
Even if it ruins all of us.
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