The Thrill

He crashes his lips onto mine, kissing me hungrily and grabbing my face as if he were starved. 'You want revenge?' He mutters into the kiss. I nod as I grip onto his face, pulling him into me roughly, still kissing him like he was the only thing to exist. 'We'll get you your fucking revenge...' Milan's finally living...

Sweet Addiction

He is darkness, the kind where you dont want to associate with. His hard exterior and coldness makes you want to stay many feet away from him. He likes the fear he sees in people's eyes. It's his satisfaction. She doesn't fear him at all. His cold look and harsh scowls dont bother her at all instead she wants to draw...