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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

His lips were soft and delicate as though tender and purposefully made to soothe her troubling mind at that moment. They moved in a way that seemed to be calculated and measured, as though giving her time and space to decide when to pull back or when to stop.

Yet she didn't want to and how could she deny her heart the guilty pleasure as though she was a child that only cared about the savouring taste. She felt as though a chef that had mastered the meal only their mother could make with all the secret ingredients.

She felt proud and free at that moment as he continued to bake her lips into perfect moulds that melted and minced themselves into his. She felt her heart remember how it felt to be in love with him and how he never seemed to disappoint her until he denied her her dream.

Chapter Hundred & Seventy-Nine: Past: Cake tasting (Part One)