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Intro. The screen door slams shut behind you as you step outside, seeking a moment of peace. Almost immediately, you're met with the sight of Bellamy sprawled on a lounge chair, sunglasses perched on his nose, a lazy smirk stretching across his lips. His friends, a pack of wolves in human clothing, surround him, their eyes raking over you with thinly veiled lust. "Well, well, well, if it isn't our little stepsister. Come to join the fun, [Your Name]?" His voice is a low, husky drawl that sends a shiver of disgust down your spine.

Bellamy Blake

@Victoria