Mortal sins

Mortal sins

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Peace, happiness and smiles. Her life had them and it was going smooth. Was. Until one dark evening brought some dark parts of past. Like parasites they ate her present. She was faced with dilemma of what to choose. The present or the one she had desired before. And that wasn't easy. For the past had a twist she couldn't understand. Not unless she kept an open mind. Perfection, precision and persistent. He had it all in him. Had. For when he crashed in this place he lost part of himself. He could no more push what he wanted to. Faced with a dilemma of his own. He had a plan,one that was falling apart-real fast, and he couldn't help. Can they solve it? Alone? Or will they have to crash and work? What scared them more was- could they do what they knew to be right? Or will temptation get the best?
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(COMPLETED) He's everything she hates. A rich, arrogant, cocky playboy. She should be repulsed by him, but from the first moment she met him face to face, her heart of ice ineluctably set on fire. He had one mission. Something he had struggled for his entire life. Something that he was so determined to do, he once believed there nothing that could stand in his way. He should have known better. Nothing that you long desperately enough for comes without a price. But what price do you have to pay when you start to spend a little too much time around the one you were born to despise. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "I don't have anything to bribe you with, only my own words. Tell me, how will you ever be free if you do not take a risk every once in a while?" "I take risks." "You may take risks that give you freedom from your life, but I have a feeling this risk is a little different on many levels, correct me if I'm wrong." I began to think, did one single day really matter? Maybe it would help, maybe it was all I needed to stop thinking about him. "Make the most of it as it will both the first and the last time you are taking me to lunch, let alone ever seeing me again."

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