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His fingers appear long and masculine, like a gentleman’s, but in reality, they’re the same fingers that’ve pulled countless triggers without hesitation. A killer’s hands, and a very heartless one at that.
When the hurricane hits him out of nowhere, he’ll understand why storms are named after women.
She tastes like addiction and bad decisions, and yet I would still come back for a hit every day.
You said ‘I do’ in front of God and all his holy subjects.” “You don’t believe in holy things.” He smirks. “You remember. Were you that obsessed with me?”
Rai has always been something I can never erase from my head, no matter how much I try to. It’s like having an unreachable itch and not knowing where exactly it is located.
Rai belongs to me, and anyone who dares to challenge that fact will be shot dead in his fucking sleep. It’d be the easiest kill I would ever have to make.
This is why Kyle is dangerous to me. He can pull me into mazes of his own making, and one day, he might not allow me out.
It’s like my surroundings are black and she’s the only light I can see,
Who cares about oxygen when I’m breathing her in as my favorite type of drug?
Why do these eyes have a hold on me when my only purpose in life is to destroy everything she stands for?
