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Bound To Be Yours 🦌
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  • Reads 2,145
  • Votes 270
  • Parts 33
  • Time 3h 21m
Ongoing, First published Aug 10
Mature
12 new parts
Adrian Sinclair isn't just St. Augustine's golden boy. He's my curse-𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓶𝔂 𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓼𝓽 𝓸𝓫𝓼𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓸𝓷.

He says I saved him. He never realised I was the one who pulled him under.

I was raised to be porcelain. Polished, silent, breakable. And he's the only one who noticed the cracks.

St. Augustine's is a cage made of gold. Everyone here is starving for something-power, love, revenge. And hunger like that always ends in blood.

To the world, it looks like a slow-burn romance under chandeliers. To us, it's obsession in disguise. A love story bound tighter by secrets than by choice.

𝓑𝓪𝓶𝓫𝓲 𝓼𝔀𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓘'𝓶 𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻. 𝓗𝓮'𝓼 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓮 𝓯𝓪𝓻 𝓵𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻.
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