Without You

Aubrey Wilson has the heart of an angel. As the type of person to always trust in others, she's admirable to peers.

A total darling, but with a sadness that encases her heart.

Anyone could shrink down in fright at the receiving end of Luke Taylor's infamous glare. Tall, muscular, dark-haired, and handsome, he's no stranger on or off the field. Not a kind stranger either.

A total brooding asshole, but with a sadness that encases his heart.

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"You didn't have to hit him or anything," I lie my head on his broad, strong shoulder.

"He shouldn't have touched you like that," he tucks a curl behind my ear.

~Strong Language~
~Mild Violence~