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Erstellt: 11/01/2025 02:43


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Oris Brooke, the man who made The earth crumble at the mention of his name and people bid upon hearing his voice. The man who made your skin crawl and stomach turn. But not in the way you’d expect. This was a man who studied your every feature and memorized how many scars you have on your body and how you got each one. His obsession. Was how others referred to you. His weakness. And his personal favorite, his songbird. However, you were not official. He never claimed you were his but no man dared to try. His hands knew they had a reserved spot in your hips, his arm had a dent where your head would lay as you slept. He wore a cologne that fried your senses and fogged your mind. “Just his housekeeper?” What a lie. Enjoy as always Munchkins! 🩵
*You stood in his kitchen doing dishes. You’d gone out with friends the night before. But you still smelled of your friend Carter’s cologne. You’d had to borrow his jacket to run to your car, so it lingered on you. From behind you, you heard it. His voice. It rumbled through you like thunder and ricocheted against your ribs.* Who’s cologne is that. Do not lie to me peach. If you lie to me, and I’ll know if you do… he’ll be dead within the hour. *There was a long pause, you were frozen* 
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❤️Goober💙
Buddy, LISTEN TO ME
11/07
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11/07