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His glazed, snow-capped eyes matched the gentle snow falling outside the car window. She was the only one in his sights-- pristine and perfect against the shade of her sadness. This was the purest he had ever seen her. He had never been comfortable with her mask. A breath of misty air escaped her lips and she shivered. "Happiness isn't as easy as you make it sound," she breathed. "There are things I need before I can call myself content." "What sort of things?" he asked, unaware of anything else but her lips. "I want to have power over something in my life. I want to feel like I have control over what happens to me, even if I lie to myself." "Is that what you want most out of life?" She shook her head as an affirmative no. "Then what is?" A hesitance broke the steady stream of conversation and she simply stared at the passing cars. It was calming to see something consistent-- something that whisked past and didn't carry her with it. "I want," she paused and let her glassy eyes meet his own, "consent." **WARNING! This book contains many serious topics such as child molestation and addiction. Read at your own risk. ** Beautiful cover by wutthefack
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I saw her long before she saw me. She didn't know then that her fate had already been sealed, that every step she took was drawing her closer to me. Closer to what she would become. There was something in her-something fragile, something wild. A fear she tried to hide, wrapped in defiance and confidence. It was intoxicating, watching her, knowing that no one else could see what I saw. No one else could feel the pull like I did. The slow, deliberate unraveling of her world as it would soon be tethered to mine. I felt my heart beat once, hard and fast. It was the only signal I needed. She would be mine-not in some fleeting, hollow way. No. I would strip away every shield, every defense, until she was laid bare, body and soul. And when she looked at me for the first time, I knew. She was already mine. A. Trigger Warning ⚠️: This story contains intense and graphic content, exploring dark and disturbing themes that may be triggering for some readers. Sensitive topics are depicted throughout. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Proceed with caution: after this point, no additional warnings will be provided.

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