VENECIA
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"Querido Diario; -Una probadita de esa grandiosa sensación que es nombrada como el amor, un sentimiento inexplicable que es como comer varios puñados de helado de un solo jalón y sentir tu estomago quemarse lentamente con el frío y revolverse por tanta azúcar dentro de ti, solo experimentado por tontos con hambre de sufrimiento, obviamente de buen físico, y con suerte... Buenos sentimientos, pero claramente no dura mucho y se convierte en una perdición, donde no sabes ni lo que sientes, ni lo que te gustaría sentir... Te preguntas; si estas bien o si estás mal. Sabes lo que sientes y a la vez no sabes controlarlo... Pero igual existen personas que lo buscan desesperadamente... ¿Qué crees tú?." Una persona como Venecia Houtman, sin posibilidad de sentir. Solo ver a su a alrededor y reconocer rostros extraños. Que sorpresa tan extraña traerá esta chica rara. No se aceptan adaptaciones.
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Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." "No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

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