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66|Own Me
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2024-10-29 19:42:56~Roman~
No one else in this world can rile me up like Viviana does.
Chest rising and falling in nimble heaves; I stopped pacing like a madman when I said my peace. It was nice to have those words out of my chest, but the moment I saw tears rolling down Viviana’s cheeks, hands of panic seized my neck in a tight grip.
“Fuck,” I kneeled in front of her. My annoyance and anger evaporated faster than smoke in the air. “Hey,” I clasped her shaking hands. “Fucking shit. Sorry,” I murmured, hating myself for losing my control. “Baby, please don’t cry.” The rumbling of all the frustrations I had in my head halted, replaced by this dread for upsetting her.
Her cheeks, cold from her tears, were still the softest thing my r
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