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He kissed her, without warning, without permission. Without even deciding to do it but simply because he couldn't have done anything else. He needed that breath she was holding, he wanted a taste of those soft pink lips, they belonged to him.

Accepting his love was like accepting a dance with the devil. You want it so badly that you would give up anything for that quick promenade. He can make you gasp with his lips and he would burn you with his touch. Hi is addicting, his love is addicting. It's no wonder why the devil was once God's favorite Angel.