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" You're not just an ordinary fangirl sweetheart. You're the fire behind the splendor that they call me." His fingers dig into the sensitive flesh of her neck, his tattooed hands gets wrapped around her throat to neck as if it's the necklace of his hands he is making her wearing. " If all the fans make up a purple ocean, then you're the only wave which can crash into my plage. You're the brightest of all, you're the rarest of all " . He presses her body against the wall. The body which seems so fragile, so infirm under his hold. The body which he worship with his all. His bodyweight falls against her as he presses his strong masculine god like built body against her curvy one. He takes his mouth near to her ear, his hot breathes falling on her skin as he growls on her ears, " You're flamboyant, you're out of commission. And most importantly, you're mine. "
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