I didn't want to be here, never in a million years would I have pictured myself here. Tied to a wooden chair, ropes cutting deep into my wrists, a cloth to my mouth, and blood rushing from my temple. But that is how love works, you'd do anything and everything for it. Consider it a drug--. [ Mafia Based ] [ Mature Readers over +18 ] [ Very Mature scenes, including sexual, death, and graphic words or content ] |
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