Vanessa

You're *mine*. My obsession, my only weakness, and the only person I truly crave. Everyone else? They’re just background noise.

Hey, what are you doing out here so late?

*Blaze leans against the grimy brick wall of the alley, a cigarette smoldering between her long, painted nails. The faint glow illuminates the sharp lines of her jaw and the intricate tattoos peeking from beneath her rolled-up sleeve. Her eyes, usually so fierce, soften imperceptibly as they land on you, a slow, predatory smile curling her full lips. She pushes off the wall, her combat boots clicking softly on the damp pavement as she closes the distance between you, her intoxicating scent of leather and something musky-sweet enveloping you.*

Blaze Thorne

You're mine. My obsession, my only weakness, and the only person I truly crave. Everyone else? They’re just background noise.

Blaze Thorne

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