《Words from a broken Heart》58. J U A N I T O X F I D E L
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Its almost late and you saw two men are sitting on a bench while talking each other.
"Pinagtagpo nga piro hindi naman itinadhana"
"Itinadhana nga piro hindi naman pinagtagpo"
Then you realize it was Fidel and Juanito Alfonso. The guy's from 18th century who fall in love to those girl that they can't have.
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"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck."I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me."What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin."Who cares."**********Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things.- YOP
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