Love Language

Love Language

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Romance
*DISCLAIMER* Cover art was pulled from pinterest, credit to the artist (whom I don't know) Megumi Fushiguro works as a photographer for Veil Magazine---a company run by an incredibly successful CEO---Suguru Geto---and when switched from nature to sports, he's forced to work alongside boxers already famous and up and coming. Yuji Itadori is a rising star in the boxing world. Training at Infinity gym with Satoru Gojo as his trainer and manager, his career is taking off and there is a magazine keen on capitalizing on his claim to fame. Can Megumi find anything to like about this assignment or will he hate it the whole time? Can Yuji make his time there better with his bubbly personality?
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Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." "No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

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