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𝐌 + 𝐑 = 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞
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Ongoing, First published May 26
Mature
𝐀 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞...
𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞.
. . . . . . . 

𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 (𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐚) 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫...

He wears masks just to scare me.

He walks into my bathroom like it's his.

He buys me clothes no one else gets to see.

Ryker Walker is my stepbrother. Two years older. Too dark. Too close.

Our rooms are connected. Our lives are, too.

And every afternoon after school, he picks me up on his motorcycle - the only guy in our weird little town who does.

Everyone stares. But no one knows what really happens when we're alone.

I should hate how much I crave him when our parents are gone.

But when he looks at me like I already belong to him...

I forget what should means.

𝐑𝐲𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫...

She's soft. She's quiet. She's mine.

Madeline doesn't even realize it yet.

She flinches when I walk in. Blushes when I watch her. Obeys when I tell her what to wear.

She's still in high school. Still too innocent for this world - and definitely too innocent for me.

But every day I pull up to that curb, watching her run to me like I'm the only thing she trusts...I lose another piece of my self-control.

This house is ours now.

And I always get what I want.

. . . . . . . 

-𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 (𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐩-𝐒𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬)
-𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐲
-𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞
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