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Dealing death has always come easily, and I inflict it with ease. It fuels and feeds the twisted darkness inside me.
My downfall begins with a single night of untamed passion leaving me hungering for more of him.
One wicked soul recognizing another.
Now he owns me.
The lines of what I know are blurred.
I’m playing his game.
A pawn, eternally tangled in a web of secrets and lies.
He won’t let me go.
Taking pleasure in my fall from grace.
Question is, can I save myself before I’m damned completely?
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