After My Heart

After My Heart

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Romance
I stared at his eyes,they reminded me of espresso.So dark and rich but also light.And like expresso,it was hot but you couldnt help but want to taste -the promise of hurt mesmerizing you.They made your senses tingle even if a single taste was bitter and repulsive,you always came for more... Don't blame Eve for eating the forbidden fruit at the cost of the beautiful garden. My name is Evelyn ironically,don't blame me for tasting the forbidden fruit by the name James -even at the cost of the lives of the people I love. 'The demon is not just a myth,it's a fact that hid so well in the shadow of fiction...' ×××××××× "You will never love anyone but me,because you love deeply and hate me just as gravely," and with that he left me .
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After five years and a thousand regrets, two old lovers meet again.. "What kind of stunt are you pulling out this time?" I see his eyes blaze in blue fire. And I think I saw regret flash, too, before he blinks it gone. "I am going to win you back." he states as if those are the most natural thing in the world. As if it was as easy as ABC. He went behind his table and sits like a king. He looks at me from head to toe. Did I just saw love in those eyes? But it's too quick; I even thought I only imagined it. "And do you think, buying the company I am working at will help you with your fucking mission on Earth?" I snap taking two steps forward. He stands up, and put both of his hands in the table and lean his body closer to me, putting his weight on his palms. So close, I can even smell his cologne that mixed so naturally with his aftershave. It reminds me of summer. Of him. Of the love we'd shared.

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