Wicked Dreamers

Wicked Dreamers

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"How wicked be the dreams that drive us to our demise and for us to involve others! Such was the fate of Macbeth, horny Romeo, and his Juliet; yet we all dream. All base and noble creatures dream in short spells or with their eyes open. Someone is bound to get hurt. We all have some semblance of a price or sacred idea that we spend part of our lives trying to acquire and the other part holding on to with a desperate grip. So before the world's honest men can see their souls blacken, I shall be the villain. I shall destroy the human race." This story is being exported to my other account and will be discontinued here. I apologize to anyone who is actually reading. The story is going to have a major overhaul and when I feel proud of it. I'll publish it here and say the name of the other account. This was good while it lasted.
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"WHY CAN'T YOU GET IT INSIDE YOUR HEAD?" He trapped my trembling body between his arms and slammed his fist into the wall. I flinch at the sound as I feel tears forming in my eyes. "I'M SICK AND TIRED OF YOUR CRYING. JUST ACCEPT THE FACT THAT YOU'RE NEVER LEAVING. THIS IS YOUR LIFE NOW, WITH ME" He spits, anger consuming his voice as I push myself further against the wall. Shutting my eyes closed and turning my face to the side as I do. Moments later, I feel his rough hand on my waist and his finger grazing my cheek. "Look at me, love." His hand grips onto my jaw, his thumb playing across my lower lip. He turns my face to meet his as I lower my gaze to the floor. He lowers himself to my level and I feel his breath fanning my cheek causing my breathing to become unsteady. "I love you so much, darling. But you need to learn. You need to learn that you won't be going anywhere. You're mine." With that being said, his other hand slides down to my waist "Your entire body, your mind, your soul. All mine." All I could do was tremble at his touch. How can someone so beautiful be so heartless? ~~~~~~~~~~ All a 19 year old Aurora Shaw wanted to do was work to make a living and volunteer at the orphanage. Unfortunately for her, ruthless and cunning 26 year old Mafia leader and billionaire Tristan Black had other plans for her. He's been waiting for the perfect moment to kidnap her and finally make her his queen after 2 years of watching and stalking her every move. He'd kill anyone who gets in the way of getting what he wants. What will happen when he ruins everything she wanted and forces her to marry him? Will she escape and resist him? Or will she submit and accept her fate?

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