Killing Me Softly

Killing Me Softly

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She being new to His world......or......Is he new to hers??? Mariposa has never been great at making decisions yet the choices she made usually turned out okay......until she met Hernando that is. Maybe it was his German words, his mixed accent or just her longing for the right touch.... His job or his heart...the fear or the thrill!!! But all she knew is that, he was the devil himself............but even the devil was once an ANGEL.....
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he looked at her and he wanted her beyond her body, beyond her mind and sometimes a little bit even beyond her soul. he looked at her and he saw life. he looked at her as if her breathing and being alive is what kept him living. he was sure that without her he would somehow drop on the ground because to him her heartbeat synced with his. she was a free soul, with problems but regardless loved. they grew up together and they've been by the hip, each moment. how it grew from siblings to soulmates, how their touches started from safety to desire and complete and utter yearning. he yearned for her and she could not let anyone touch her even innocently if it wasn't him. they worked like a perfect machine and that was cute I don't want her, Harlene. I want you." He said, kissing me neck, and a moan slipped out. "I want you, I want to marry you. I want to have children with you. Not her. Not that woman who doesn't even know my favourite food. Not the woman who couldn't love me when she still had me. Not that woman. You, harlene, you. The woman that stood up for me in front of my parents. The woman that shouted in the classroom that I was hers. You. Not her. Please don't leave me. I will die." Her task is to make sure she gets his soul from different worlds to make sure he makes it in the real world. Read more to find out.. #novnov This is my original story

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