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Now Make Me Cry

LECTURAS 87
Votos 36
Partes 14
Hora 57m

LECTURAS 87
Votos 36
Partes 14
Hora 57m

Contenido adulto

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I used to get high off those eyes.
A simple glance from across the room, 
followed by a smirk or a wink to accent the
mischievousness behind their glare, 
used to have me reeling.
That's how I knew that if things went any further,
that it would be the undoing of me.

Smutty Romance
SPICY
Open Door
CW
TW
MMC POV
FMC POVTodos los derechos reservados

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Becoming His.. 'H.S. (Harry Styles)

"He told me the first rule was loyalty. The second was obedience. The third? Never fall for the boss." When I met Harry Styles, I didn't know he ran the city's most feared mafia. I didn't know he'd pull me into his world of blood, power, and secrets - or that he'd decide I was worth training. Now I spend my nights learning how to fight, how to shoot, how to survive... all while trying to ignore the way he looks at me when he thinks I'm not watching. But in this world, every choice has a cost. And the closer I get to earning his trust, the closer I am to losing my heart. Because Harry doesn't just want loyalty - he wants all of me. ---------------------------- She had hair the color of champagne - naturally soft, messy curls that she worked hard to tame into a sleek, straight style every day, though a few rebellious strands always escaped. Her skin was sun-kissed from years of walking everywhere instead of driving, and her wide hazel eyes gave her an innocence that didn't quite match the sharp tongue she carried. Petite but strong, with a wiry sort of muscle that came from working on her feet all day, she looked more like trouble than she realized.