Poisonous Devotion

Poisonous Devotion

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Thought after thought ran through my mind. I felt a headache coming on. Then that was when I fell backwards, hard. My body fell limp on the concrete floor. Bleeding scratches and bruises were now visible. I looked up and saw some type of force field. My eyes widened at the image inside. A man who stood about 6'4 in a crisp clean black suit. He was muscular yet lean. The suit hugged him in all of the right places. The power that radiated off of him, justified he was indeed, an Alpha. He had a very strong face and a sharp jaw line. He oozed arrogance and confidence, which for some weird reason intrigued me. All of my interests in him soon vanished when I saw him pull out a gun , out of his tailored pants. He pointed it at...... my mom? She lay below him with her fragile body on the surface of the hard cement. Her eyes looked blurry, due to the tears that filled them. Her once curly hair was matted, her green eyes were dulled, her once clean clothes were dirty and ripped, and her porcelain skin was scratched and smeared with blood. She repeatedly, begged for him to stop. Her pleas seemed to do nothing but encourage him to go further...... He doesn't love you You're creating your own Hell and all he loves is watching you burn. -Erica M. Christensen Will Damien be able to love Gianna without setting her aflame?
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