They seemed to be totally different, but the fights were exactly because they were so alike. The meeting between a hurricane and a volcano, so to speak. Two passionate natural disasters, which found happiness right there, between eruptions and swirls. If in a second they argued, the next minute they were in bed. All that they lived was intense, felt under the skin. But at the same time, it was that explosion of feelings that brought them peace. The sparks of hugs, the shock of kisses, the warmth of hands were the messages that body and mind sent, every moment, giving them the certainty that there was no other person in the world that they wanted to be with.


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