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10 Part I
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2024-10-29 19:42:56"Hello, Genevieve," Mark smiled in response, his hands clasped before him as he forced a warm smile behind his icy eyes.
It was the kind of smile that left one attempting to clear their throat with coughs and splutters, but she decided the effort was not worth the unclear outcome and settled into discomfort with grace and a warm smile of her own. "Nice party, huh?"
The gir
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Jasper sighed, pulling his phone away from his ear with frustration before he placed the device on the counter in defeat and took a seat on a stool by the kitchen bench. Tiredly, the man ran his hands over his face, an attempt to rid himself of the concern that clutched him.His house seemed all too silent without her; the girl he had known for the span of a few days, the girl that remained such a mystery to him and left him begging for more.
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Jasper reached for Genevieve's hand, clasping his fingers with hers as his thumb traced patterns against her skin, his spare hand on the steering wheel as his car jumped to life with a low purr of its engine, and crawled from her driveway.
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Genevieve pulled the door shut behind her silently before she turned with light feet and began to creep through the hallway, gripping her phone tight in her hand, eyes wide and alert.
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Genevieve easily swung the storage space of her locker open and crammed her binder inside with contrasted difficulty, swinging he door shut once more and clicking the lock into place. Her steps were groggy as she spun on her heel, they were even havier as she began to make her way back through the halls.
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Jasper lifted his phone away from his ear once more, placing the device onto the surface of his desk as he watched Genevieve's contact slip into voicemail. He switched his phone off only a moment after, sliding the device away from his sight as he wrestled away the pressing need to contact her.What had she thought of what happened the previous afternoon? What had she thought when she walked through the front door only to see him in the company of her mother? Through it all, he did not know how to make sense of what he had heard from Mona
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Genevieve scrunched her nose as Pansy exhaled a long curtain of tar fumes, cigarette smoldering between her fingers as the shorter girl watched from the sink."When?" Pansy's question was simple enough, voice curling through the silence of the bathroom before the space settled back into an absence of sound.
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Jasper didn't feelanythingto the new promise—the promise the pair would be back in the courtroom soon, speaking of a man half the girl's flesh. He had thought he'd feel at least a twinge of angst to the idea... but suddenly, he felt it would be nothing close to even an effort if the girl was in it with him.
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"Youbìtch," The man spat the words as she tore her arm from his grip, fingertips tightening threateningly. "Just wait and you'll see me there—in fact, you'll see me far sooner than you think. You're still mine,"
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Genevieve sighed the words, her hands clutching his, nails delicately biting the skin of his knuckles. She raised her hips from the mattress to meet his. He lowered his lips to the skin of her neck as his lengths became steady, her legs holding the man against her.He groaned against her skin as he moved between her thighs, finally lifting his lips to her own once more. Her thin moans failed to slow - lips moving against his with an unusual chorus of gasps and pleasured whimpers.
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The man smiled with her words, hands lifting affectionately to the frame of Genevieve's face, marked by her ears. Their eyes remained fixed on one another's comfortably, breaths warm together. "You're somehow hexing, kitten,"Her heart stammered in her chest as if it were to be fumbling, stuttering at a loss of words; a loss of breath and inner balance, tipped by a shy affection as his words played with the spoiling of her heart. "I like that one,"
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The man's hands moved to beneath the hair at the back of her head, fingers brushing a raised scar beneath in a way strangely prudent."If the phone or doorbell rings, we're ignoring it," His eyes held hers with a sense of content, a gentle smile staining the shadows of his own lips."Can you carry me?" the girl whispered the words after a long moment, laughing giddily as the man sl
