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Does It Hurt? Does It Hurt? by H.D. Carlton
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“Show me where you hurt so I know where to love you most.”
H.D. Carlton, Does It Hurt?
“There’s a place in the ocean, so deep, where not a single point of light penetrates through it. And for so long, I’ve been trapped there, unable to breathe. When I met you, you lifted me out of that darkness, and it was the first time I came up for air. You’ve become my oxygen, bella ladra, and I can no longer breathe without you.”
H.D. Carlton, Does It Hurt?
“You are a thief, baby. You stole my name, and now you’ve taken my heart, too. Demand anything else from me, and I’ll give it to you.”
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“The day you stole from me was the best day of my life,” he whispers against my lips. “Because then you became my life, and I don’t want it back. I won’t fucking take it.”
H.D. Carlton, Does It Hurt?
“You’re going to ruin me, too. But unfortunately for you, that’s where I feel most at home.”
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“If I’m the devil, she’s fucking Lilith.”
H.D. Carlton, Does It Hurt?
“When have we ever been able to let go of the things that hurt us most?”
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“If worshiping you is what you ask, I’d be happy to spend the rest of my life on my knees,” I tell her, my voice dipped so low, it’s nearly unrecognizable.”
H.D. Carlton, Does It Hurt?
“We're the perfect storm, where he is the thunder, and I am the lighting.”
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“Being scared and weak aren't synonymous. It takes strength to keep getting back up after constantly being knocked down.”
H.D. Carlton, Does It Hurt?
“You’re a goddamn siren, and I’m the fool who would gladly drown just to get a taste of you.”
H.D. Carlton, Does It Hurt?
“I want to be the only thing that keeps you up at night, bella ladra,” he growls. “And if anyone is going to hurt you, it’s going to be me.”
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“Ti penso ogni ora, ogni minuto, ogni dannato secondo. Non so che fare.”
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“Some days I’m the ocean. Some days I’m the ship. Tonight, I’m the lighthouse: at the edge, alone, and burning. -Vasiliki”
H.D. Carlton, Does It Hurt?
“What happened to you does not define you. It only forged a new path that will take you to a different version of yourself. But no one can force you to walk that road; only you can determine who you will be once you get there. It’s your choice who you become, Sawyer.”
H.D. Carlton, Does It Hurt?
“Your words have always just been words…but your silence is honest, and that’s where I always find my answers. That’s where I hear everything you don’t say.”
H.D. Carlton, Does It Hurt?
“People don’t actually care about fixing you. They just want to shape your broken pieces until they fit their standards. Smooth ’em out, make ’em less sharp, so they don’t cut so deep when they collect ’em. But you ain’t any less broken.”
H.D. Carlton, Does It Hurt?
“Oh God,” I cry, trying to keep my voice down but failing miserably. “Can you see him, baby? Ask him for forgiveness.” “Why?” I pant, another high-pitched moan nearly swallowing the word. “Because you worship me now.”
H.D. Carlton, Does It Hurt?
“Fuck, keep milking every last drop. You can have it all, baby. You only have to take it.”
H.D. Carlton, Does It Hurt?
“Can you, like, not make me cry right now, please? I’m trying to look like a badass.”
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“See, the bean gods did bless us. With coffee beans.”
H.D. Carlton, Does It Hurt?
“I wanted to take all her broken pieces, and fucking shatter them—turn them into dust so she could never be whole again. I realize now how foolish it was when I could take those pieces and give them a home amongst my own.”
H.D. Carlton, Does It Hurt?
“If this man were my kingdom, I’d sit on this throne for fucking eternity.”
H.D. Carlton, Does It Hurt?
“È impossibile odiarti quando mi fai sentire così vivo,” I start, slipping two fingers past her lips and hooking them over her teeth, bringing her closer. “Ed è esattamente per questo che voglio odiarti. Prima di incontrare te ero un sonnambulo. Cazzo, non ero pronto a svegliarmi.”
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“You will be mine until you draw your last breath, Sawyer. And it will be my hand holding you beneath the surface, introducing you to death.”
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“Enzo Vitale. Thirty-four years old. Born November 12th—Scorpio; Lord, help me.”
H.D. Carlton, Does It Hurt?
“And I will accept nothing less. The only type of daddy I'm interested in is the sugary ones.”
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“He pulls away enough to catch my watery gaze. “Choose to live, bella. Choose me.”
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“She may be a siren, but she’s mine to hurt just as much as she’s mine to protect.”
H.D. Carlton, Does It Hurt?
“There are many things you deserve, bella ladra, but the only prison you will be a captive in is one of my own making. If my love is a prison, so be it.”
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