Description
All photo credits to Jord Liddell's real Instagram. Three. "Wake up love." Light seared my eyes as they fluttered open. "What's, " I croaked, my throat feeling like it was fusing itself shut. "Where," my voice rasped. "It's alright Angel, I'm here." "What happened," my dry tongue attempting to wet my chapped lips as they cracked painfully. "Don't be mad," his husky voice ridden with a playful guilt as the sudden realization of the restraints around my ankles hit me. "What the fuck," I whisper angrily. Just read it. ***Don't steal my story or characters. There will not be any warnings or notations for chapters with explicit content. So consider yourself warned: This story contains foul language, extreme violence, very dark sexual content, age gaps, and drug usage.
In the end
