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Aripi Frante

Aripi Frante

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Romance
Statea la bar din nenorocitul acela de moment. Momentul in care a fost distrus. El credea. El chiar credea ca nenorocita aceea se schimbase. Insa s-a inselat. Si asta l-a costat mult. Poate prea mult... S-a ridicat cu greu impiedicandu-se de... nimic. Barmanul din nou il izgonea acasa. A ieșit cu greu din bar mergand împleticit. Isi simtea toate oasele grele. Simtea cum aripile frante ii ingreunau spatele si tot corpul... A simtit ceva lovindu-l in abdomen. Ceva mic... Uitandu-se o vede pe Ea. Persoana care il va salva din ghearele depresiei... Demonul refacerii cu pasiunea fierband in interiorul ei.
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When you are bartending, substituting for a friend and a frat boy slides you a fifty, hoping you'll spend a night with him. Instead of going completely feral which would be the most expected outcome and understandably so. You tell him your boyfriend just arrived. So you saunter your butt in tight black jeans up to a tall dark and dangerous, asking him to be your pretend boyfriend. The inked grump stares down at you but acts like he hasn't heard your request so mortified beyond belief, you are about to slink back to the bar. That's when he moves. He grasps you by the belt loop of the jeans and tugs you close and goes ahead to then then kiss the breath out of you. You are so consumed by this stranger that when you hear his companion chuckle, you pull away, embarrassment coating your cheeks red. The man let's you go and says, "he's gone." You head back to the bar and a regular, aka your bestfriend stops you and asks, "Do you have any idea who you just kissed? " ***** And that ladies and gentlemen is how I met HIM, My saviour. MAJOR TRIGGER WARNING⚠️ Violence Sexual Abuse Most of my chapters contain triggering content. Don't read if you are faint of heart.

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