Duphine's chronicles.

Duphine's chronicles.

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The poor lady put one hand on the surface of the box thoughtfully, she was barely tall enough to even reach the door knob and open it by herself. She kept staring at the house, the potraits of her husband and his new wife on the wall. She wasn't crying but tears kept flowing down her chubby cheeks.      "I know you hate me," Patrick's voice raised in a volume as he walked into the living room, "You should hate me."       "Why did you marry me?" She asked    "I loved you," he replied as he walked to her, "I still do" he stammered.       "You have hurt me so much."      "Duphine! I said am sorry"        "Really?" she doubted. She walked to the potrait of him and his new wife. It was framed with gold and glass variety particles on each corner. It was perfect and beautiful. Duphine couldn't help but keep feeling betrayed. She and Patrick started dating when they were both ten years old, their love was already twenty years old but he had never even proposed to her. He was getting married to this beautiful woman he had met just a month ago.       "Jesus this hurts," she cried as she got down on her knees. They couldn't hold her any longer. The weakness in her heart has spread out to her body. Patrick was just the monster staring on the corner. He walked to the window wondering how he was going to calm her down. He looked outside and in shock, noticed that his wife had arrived.... *continues*
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" Oh fuck!!" "Little one, I don't think it suits a baby to curse." " Hey!! Who are you calling little? I am a big girl. Can't you see?? " she hissed angrily, rubbing her knees. He chuckled and bent down to see her injury. " it's not that big. Stop crying like a baby." "Are you serious!! You..You are such a bad man I have ever met. Even my neighbour's son feels sad after hurting me. And you!! Huh!!" she said with an angry pout. He chuckled and stood up. He gave his hand to her to get up but she slapped his hand and stood up herself whining in pain. --------------------------------------------------- "Stop coming near me, or, or," she stuttered, trying to break free from his cage-like hold. "Or what, little one?" he whispered hoarsely in her ear. She didn't like it - that was what her mind was screaming. But she also knew it was a turn-on for her. "Just leave me, Mr. Knight," she tried to act bold, but all her words came out as a mere whisper. He smirked and moved closer, their bodies touching. She could feel his heavy bulge against her lower abdomen. She bit her lip. He moved in closer, and before she could speak, he claimed her lips, shocking her to the core. "Mine..." ----------------------------------------------------------- He is broken, she is his cure. He is alone, she has everyone. He is cold, she is on fire. She ain't any innocent, naive girl but a fiesty one. What will happen when they both meet after their first encounter??

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