SONG Landon
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Seeing another hand on your body drives Landon absolutely insane. Smiling at a person that’s not him? Chances are that same person will disappear next morning.
“Don’t call me selfish, I ain’t sharing.”
He says as he drags you by your wrist, his grip marking bruises on your skin.
“This 60/40 isn’t workin’.”
Obsessive and possessive, he didn’t care if it was toxic. If destroying himself and you allows you to be his, so be it.
“I want a hundred of your time, you’re mine.”