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"It was wild to think that maybe I could be normal, wild to think that maybe I had left this dangerous lifestyle," I murmured, taking a shot as I turned around only to find the gun pointed to my head.

"You should know by now, love. No one ever escapes..." he said. I once believed that I was his and he was mine but now look at him, a fool with no conscience. 

Or maybe I had lost mine...

"You better aim right and not miss because if you don't... I will kill you myself." I whispered, taking a seat and watching him with a teasing smile.

I knew for a fact that I would never miss.

A young woman on the rise, living a life that most can only dream of. Having no one but her colleagues from childhood. Dreams can only fathom reality until a taste of desire and love changes the rise. 

Having been betrayed, broken, rejected, and lost. Unico finds her purity stained with blood but no regret. In cuffs but no denial. Being sentenced, to tell the truth, therapy may be the only redemption. 

Unico Thora hopes to find a balance between the past and the present as she figures out the lead to her downfall.

Her Minds Instinct

The warmth below Unico kept her grounded, she snuggled more into it as she enjoyed the comfort it gave. She didn't want to move or even try to open her eyes and figure out where it was coming from. She just basked in the glory of it.

Yet it ended as quickly as it came as soon as she heard it, it agonized her ears and brutalized her comfortable sleep. She couldn't even pretend or try to wait it out because it kept screaming at her to notice it.

To wake up, so when she reached for it and threw it across the room.

She couldn't enjoy the comfort anymore. Her eyelids parted from each other, allowing her to see a new day's era and she was already annoyed with it. She could feel his hands on her, feel how he hadn't moved away despite the disruption of the alarm clock.

Chapter Hundred & Thirty-Three: Past: Baby, Rated 21!