It’s not good, jaan… you can’t run from me,” Baldev said in a low, twisted voice, his eyes fixed on me like I was something he owned.
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Visage: his repressed desire 18+
For those girls who crave a man who pins them against the wall and whispers against their lips— " tell me your darkest fantasies, darling, and I’ll make them real. "
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