Il n'aura pas mon âmemature
Prologue
(Well, I guess that’s what it is.)
Isn’t it just great when you find a really cute guy who seems like one of the few decent men left on Earth and it turns out he wants to own your soul? Isn’t that just the icing on the cake you’d been baking out of the evidence he’d been providing so far? Fantastic.
Who would’ve thought that sort of thing could happen? I kept pinching myself to check it wasn’t a dream. Yet there he was in my life, calling for me at my house, texting me and messaging me over the Internet. Just like we were a normal couple. Hell, I fell for his act from the word ‘Go’. And then he broke it to me one night that he wasn’t your average guy. That he needed me in a way I wouldn’t understand because I was plain old human. And then he broke the news.
“Florri. I want your soul.”
Great. Absolutely brilliant.





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