Sick Bastard

London Dante Marx is many things. He’s impatient, demanding, irrational, devious, and full of himself, just to name a few. It’s impossible to ignore him because he refuses to let me. Regardless of his behavior, his temper, his passion, and his lies, I want him. This man is making me lose my mind, but I’m ready to lose myself completely in him. Dante London is everywhere. She’s on my mind, in my face, and in my goddamn world. I don’t want to want her, but I do. I want her more than my next breath. I don’t know how to keep a woman like her because I’m no Prince Charming. I can’t give her up, nor will I ever willingly do so. She’s my obsession, my whole goddamn world, no matter how much of a pain in my ass she is. Nothing in my life will ever again make sense without her

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