Candy Rogue

Candy Rogue

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Sometimes, the sweetest and gentlest person can be the strongest of them all. And that's who Dahlia Rune was; a twenty year old girl with a famous job and a passionate leisure pursuit for fighting. Not everyone is lucky enough to be protected from harm, and the young brunette knew better than anyone that if she didn't learn how to fend for her own, she'll never learn how to be strong. And that was her motto. After a horrendous incident one late night from her job, she took it upon herself to reprobate. And it was a success. Dahlia Rune is the famous Candy Rogue of the city, especially when she has caught a peculiar fellow's interest that caused her a lot more of what she had bargained for. "Sweet as Candy, bold as Rogue." -------------------------- Song recomendations will be at the top of each chapter to search for a full experience, so I personally suggest to seek each one out -A
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*****Curve Appreciation***** TRIGGER WARNINGS: mentions of emotional abuse, physical abuse, and toxicity. "You have no idea what you're doing to me, Dahlia... and I intend to show you, inch by delicious inch." His hand was still gripping my waist, his fingers digging into the softness of my side the part of me I usually tried to hide. The part I thought men ignored. But he held it like it turned him on. Like my body curvy, plush was made for his hands. He pulled me in, brushing his belt buckle, my thighs pressed against his like they belonged there. I couldn't breathe. I didn't want to breathe. My mind screamed "this is dangerous" because it was. He was danger dressed in a thousand dollar suit. He was power and violence wrapped in silk words and sharp eyes. And still, my body didn't care. It lit up under his touch. ⚠️IMPORTANT NOTICE: If you are reading/saw this story anywhere else, please report it and let me know. The book can only be found on Wattpad. Also, any unauthorized copying, reproduction, distribution, or use of this book in any form will result in legal action. 🥰 HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 newwriter #3 wmbw #5 dark #6 ceo #11 18andup #35 obsession #17 bwwm #66 mafia #1 curvy #7 daddyissues #7 intense #3 Italian #14 danger #2 interracial #75 darkromance #34 toxic #116 drama #50 mafia #61 possessive

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