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The Harlequin boys had broken my heart once and I had no intention of ever giving it out to anyone again.
My heart raced as I remembered that look in his eyes as he'd squeezed the life out of me. That cold, callous acceptance and more than a little excitement too. I knew
I was going to make her mine. And I was never going to let her go.
These boys, these men, were so different to the people I remembered and yet, this aching part inside of me was throbbing with a need to open my arms to them and beg them to take me in.
Oblivion was calling my name and I was happy to join her in the dark.
I retreated to my bed, tugging the sheets up around me as I waited for them to come back. But they never did.