When Tristan and Catherine meet, he immediately possesses her body, soon wants her mind, but has no interest in her heart. Nor his. While he happily feeds a darkness within him, she nervously runs from a past that predates her birth. Love, nice and stable are not even on the radar . . .
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Catherine physically escapes her dark past only to realize that the running in her mind, however, has not ended, and that, in order to cope with this continued racing away from a past that she refuses to recall, and from another that she could never fathom to be her own, strong emotions must never possess her. Remaining "even" must therefore be her normalcy.
Even. In order that she not emotionally swing from one extreme to another, and then catastrophically lose all of herself with the momentum.
Even. Because she believes that people suffer bad luck, or even die, when she is not.
When her self-imposed limited existence is nevertheless breached by Tristan, he owns no white horse, although he is seen upon one professionally, and he behaves in no way with chivalry, although he does own a suit of it for show. He, however, uses neither with her.
He possesses her.
He immediately sets new rules for her in his world, harsh ones, and she has no choice but to obey them. Him.
Soon enough, however, what begins to matter most is that she no longer runs alone, even if now being chased by their blend of demons.
What begins to matter even more is that he may know where the finish line is, and be strong enough to guide them there, eventually, with her as his muse, as his reason to want to reach it.
(P.S. Tristan first appears in chapter Four . . . )
Mafia Dark Romance :
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she looked back and saw him coming towards her with red blood shoot eyes.
She didn't even blink her eyes when he was standing in front of her with her small body pressed to his hard muscular one.
A gasp escaped her mouth when he hold the back of her neck and pulled her impossibly closer to him.
"Say no to this wedding." He whispered near her lips in a dangerous calm voice.
Being scared out of her wits, she shooked her head negatively making his hold more tighter on her waist and nape and pulling her so close that she have to stand on her toe.
"I will make your life living hell kitten." He whispered as his lips kept touching hers lightly.
"I-I wo-won't." She whispered as tears perked in her eyes.
He didnt said anything and kept looking intensily in her eyes.
He knew that she isn't even breathing becoz of their proximity and he liked his effects on her.
"Be ready then. Just remember you are the one who kept herself in this position. Now there is no going back." Saying this he kissed the corner of her mouth and left her nape.
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She is cold. He is a burning fire.
She is Innocent as dove. He is clever as a fox.
She is an adopted. He is the heir.
She is the beauty. He is the beast.
She is scared of him. He is pissed of her.
She loves everyone. He doesn't do love.
She submits to everyone. He dominates everyone.
Sparks will definitely arise when these two opposite soul will get tangle with each other.
What will happen when the ruthless mafia meet an Innocent girl.