Superficial // L. H. AU
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Huling na-publish Thu, Jun 11, 2015
"Don't worry. The ink is just superficial, sweetheart," His voice was low as he grazed his teeth over my earlobe. I shivered slightly, giving up my struggle a I realized it was useless.
"There's more beneath the surface."
Then everything went dark.
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