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PREFACE:
"You stay with me, prepare to be hurt." he took a drag from his cigarette as he laid there, on the bed shirtless while looking at me. "Because I don't deal with drama prats like you."
"I've suffered enough to know that my heart is made of stone."
He smirked, flicking the cigarette away as he pulled me towards him; his arms wrapped around my waist.
"Good." he sucked on my neck. "Because I don't want to see you get hurt by anyone else. If anyone will hurt you it's going to be me, but at the end of the fucking day, babe, it'll just be you and me."
DESCRIPTION:
He warned her about the dangers of being with him, but in the long run, it was he who got hurt.
