Love To The Grave

Love To The Grave

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How many people in the world can possibly have Love To The Grave? To do that for only one person throughout his entire life? To never lurk around even once? What if that was starting from the age of 15? What if that was towards someone almost impossible to reach? What if it was a hopeless love which most probably can't be granted? What if the love strands you your entire life? What if that love is for someone whom you know sees you as a grain of sand? What if the love was logically impossible from your identities? What if it was even logically impossible from your genes? Who can ever love anyone in such a way? To the Grave? Here I present you the impossible love tale Welcome to, Love To The Grave
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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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