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With Me

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Reads 69,793
Votes 1,339
Parts 40
Time 8h 29m

Mature

"She is his salvation, but he doesn't know that yet, neither does she"


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  "Should I remind you of our arrangement? We were Fake dating". I emphasised the fake. 

"Oh yeah?" His deep voice travelled through my body making me shiver. 

He took a dangerous step closer. 

But I didn't back away, and now I blame my crazy mind for that. 

"You forced your way into my life, Fire. Now you expect me to forget you". 

I can feel his breathe on my forehead now. I refuse to look into his eyes. 

He grabbed my chin and tilted my head forcefully to look at him.

"Look at me when I'm talking to you". He growled.

I can feel my panties getting soaked down there. 

I swallowed hard. 

And without warning his lips crashed to mine in a bruising kiss. 

"You belong to me now. You understand me, Fire?" His lips trailed down my jaw to my neck with painful kisses and bites. 

I whimpered. 

And a hard slap was planted on my ass making me gasp. 

"Do You Understand Me?" He asked again, his mouth still torturing my neck.

 His hand towered above my ass readying for another hard slap. 

"Yes". I moaned. 

"Good". He growled and slapped my ass  again. 
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She asked her enemy, aka, the employee of her bestfriend's fiancé, to fake date her to escape from her abusive ex boyfriend. 

But she doesn't know, while she escaped from her ex boyfriend, she ran into his den. 

And now she belongs to him. 

Grumpy x Social butterfly love story

Cold and Possessive MMC

Explicit contents

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