Try Not to Bleed Out... (Reader x Mycroft Holmes)
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Contenu pour adultesTerminé ven., déc. 16, 20161h 17m
(Completed story !)
She gripped the rim of the bedroom sink, then ran her hands over her face.Looking up to what she hated most and punched the mirror... Ignoring the throbbing pain she turns, sliding to the floor in a ball now sobbing silently.
"One last time," she whispered to herself...
One.
Last.
Time.
P.S as a warning there will be lemon/smut in one of the chapter but it will be very brief !
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