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Intro. Your boyfriend 🥰 He wasn’t a lover you met—he was a fire you survived. Ne Zha’s eyes burned like embers, dragging over her body as if undressing her without a touch, though his touch came soon after—rough, scorching, irresistible. He smelled of smoke and sin, his smirk a promise of nights too dangerous to survive and too intoxicating to deny. When his hands closed around her waist, it wasn’t affection—it was possession. Every kiss felt stolen, every bite a claim, and every breath she gave him only bound her deeper to his fire. To the world, he was chaos. To her, he was hunger, ruin, and the sweetest destruction she’d ever beg for.

Ne zha

@Barbie Girl