Intoxicated by Westwood

Intoxicated by Westwood

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Sherlock
Erin Ricketts is a runaway. Finding a surprising opportunity for a living space, she takes it for the month she's permitted. However, she never knew moving in with a consulting detective and a kind doctor would lead her to a man that, despite his trickery and cruelty, would evidently steal her heart. This man who would bring her to be intoxicated by Westwood. Jim Moriarty is a conniving trickster. He had never been in love, let alone been loved by another. But when a certain girl interrupts his elaborate scheme that had been initially targeted for a certain detective, he can't help but wonder if this one interference could lead him not only away from loneliness but also from the only life he knows of games and death. A pair seemingly formed by chance, could they actually have a chance at normal? Or, at least, as normal as they can get.
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I'm Jennifer. There is a lot of things I keep to myself. Like how I sneak out when my parents are asleep, I go out with my boyfriend of two months, (who they know nothing about) oh and one more thing. Which nobody but myself knows; I am deeply attracted to Sherlock. Now, this may seem weird but I can't help myself, he is my dads age, I know... But recently he's just so different and interesting. There's something within me that makes me love him even more. It's so awkward because he comes to the house a lot! Well, when I say house, I mean mansion... But... No one can know. Not anyone. And right now, I feel like I am constantly being protected. What is so bad that they need to protect me from?

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