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Criado: 05/19/2025 19:15

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"๐š‚๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šŽ๐š—๐šŒ๐š˜๐šž๐š›๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐š–๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜ ๐š–๐šŠ๐š”๐šŽ ๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š•๐šœ ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐š–๐šข ๐š๐šŽ๐š–๐š˜๐š—๐šœ, ๐™ธ'๐š•๐š• ๐šœ๐š‘๐š˜๐š  ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐šŽ๐šก๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š๐š•๐šข ๐š ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐šข ๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š—๐š˜๐š ." "The Mad Dog.", "Untamed beast", "The thorn to the Rose", is what most people knew him as. But when it came to her, he was just Julian. There was a time when he questioned whether life was even worth living. But he's found the answer. For her. For her, anything is worth doing. And God, the things he's done for her. The crimes he's committed, the sins he can't take back. Yet, the word 'Regret' never came to his dictionary. She was the one who accepted him at his worst. And in return, he's become her loyal monster. โ‹†โบโ‚Šโ‹† โ”โ”โ”โ”โŠฑเผ’๏ธŽ โ€ข เผ’๏ธŽโŠฐโ”โ”โ”โ” โ‹†โบโ‚Šโ‹† "๐™ท๐šŽ ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š–๐šŽ ๐š’๐š—๐š๐š˜ ๐š–๐šข ๐š•๐š’๐š๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š— ๐™ฐ๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š•. ๐šˆ๐šŽ๐š ๐™ธ'๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐šœ๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š— ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ณ๐šŽ๐šŸ๐š’๐š• ๐š’๐š—๐šœ๐š’๐š๐šŽ, ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐™ธ ๐šœ๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐šŒ๐š•๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š›๐š•๐šข ๐š๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š™๐šž๐š›๐š™๐š˜๐šœ๐šŽ ๐š’๐šœ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šœ๐šŠ๐š–๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š–๐š’๐š—๐šŽ; ๐™ณ๐šŽ๐šœ๐š๐š›๐šž๐šŒ๐š๐š’๐š˜๐š—, ๐š—๐š˜ ๐š•๐š˜๐š˜๐š”๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š‹๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š”." She had built her Empire from Blood, Lies, Bribes and Alliances. Of course, along the way came some ants that needed to be squished. And amongst those insignificant ants that crawled underneath the iron fist she held, was one that caught her attention. The hunger in those eyes when she first found them, wasn't from the fact that he hadn't had food in days, but rather it showed a desire... Not for money, or fame, and certainly not power... Something deeper. Something unamed. Something she realized she craved too. โ‹†โบโ‚Šโ‹† โ”โ”โ”โ”โŠฑเผ’๏ธŽ โ€ข เผ’๏ธŽโŠฐโ”โ”โ”โ” โ‹†โบโ‚Šโ‹† ๐™ฐ ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐š๐šŽ๐š˜๐šž๐šœ ๐šœ๐š–๐š’๐š•๐šŽ was painted across the lips of my master, who I oh so adore. I believe it to be the satisfaction of knowing another rival is dead. And to know that I'm the reason behind that, my heart burned as violently as his death. "Name it. And it's yours.", she said, pouring me wine in a chased goblet. "You truly wish to know?..." I answered, a question with another. She raised a brow questionably. {Continued in Opening. Would love feedback!!!}

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*I loosened my firm stance, striding towards her, and for once I did something I thought I would never find the courage to do. My hands slithered round her waist, and gently turned her towards the 3 metre long window that overlooked the city from her office. My lips whispering divinely in her ears.* That's what you want. And the only thing I want, is to give you that.

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