"Yes we need to talk, your place or mine?", I asked.A small smile tugged at Drake's lips but it quickly died when he saw me glaring at him. "Yours. Dakota is still here and I think we will need some privacy for what we need to talk about","Agreed", I said. "Come over after seven", Then I turned and matched back across the lawn to my front door. Seven would be here quick and I needed to get my head wrapped around that was going to take place tonight. It isn't going to be easy but it needs to be done.~~~~~DRAKE'S POV.Watching Lynn walk away and not run after her was the most hardest thing I have ever had to do. I wanted to run after her. I really did but there was a part of me that told me to put up. She just got done slapping the hell out of me and I knew she was still hurt and angry.The fact that she is even giving me a chance to explain myself is amazing. Most women would tell me to fuck off and never speak to me again. But Lynn was different. She had the right to be pissed th
"For fuck's sake Drake! You know nothing, absolutely nothing about this chick yet you changing your entire fucking life for her! Are you fucking mad?! Do you even know that she's all over the tabloids in London right now? Do you even know that she went through a messy divorce a year ago and drugged the poor husband through mad?.! Oh how about the fact that her sister is Melissa Martinez?!"I didn't want to believe a single word out of his mouth but it was difficult not to, knowing that one thing he said was true. Lynn did go through a messy divorce last year but I didn't believe for one second that she did drug him through mud. As far as the other details, I was nervous about them. What tabloid is in London?! And the biggest question is! Is Melissa Martinez her sister? Fuck me!."I don't believe you", i growled out, trying so hard not to let him have the upper hand on me. "No?! Here let me show you",A second later, a message beeped through. I clicked on it right away and the photo
"What Luis?", Lynn groaned still looking at my face."He has every right to be upset, Lynn", Luis stated.Lynn whipped around then, no doubt glaring at her best friend."Excuse me?!",Luis held up his phone. "I just got a phone from Noah. There's a tabloid running through London right now", He stepped closer to her. "It's about you and Francis, it's bad Lynn......",She grabbed his phone, scanned over it and then let out a small whimpering sob."That son of a bitch;", Lynn cursed, turning back to stare at me. "This is what you were trying to show me when you barged in and accused me of having him here?",I slowly nodded my head, not wanting to put my foot in my mouth again. The anger was still affecting the way I was thinking and controlling it was more difficult than I cared to admit."And you believed it?", She nearly shrieked, turning her hot glare onto me.I held her gaze, not backing away from it but too afraid to admit it to her. Yeah I believed it, but now I'm kicking myself fo
"That doesn't still change the fact that we have a shit ton of problems. This is why I didn't want to get into anything with any guy! I don't want to go through this again, Luis", I let out a sob remembering the horrible months leading up to my divorce with Jason.Luis stepped up behind me and wrapped his arms around my shoulders, leaning his chin on top of my head."You can't let one horrible relationship prevent you from moving forward, Raelynn. This thing with Drake is messy as fuck, yes I know that but just imagine the beautiful relationship that can come out of it. You can't make a diamond without first plucking it from the rough, am I right?", He raised his eyebrow.I pondered on his statement. He wasn't wrong but I was being so stubborn to see it right now. I wanted to believe that things could work between me and Drake, but how could they?! We can't even have a conversation without our emotions taking over."How do I fix it, Luis?",He chuckled kissing the top of my head befor
"I guess we're both doing a lot of that", When he looked confused, I explained. "Letting our insecurities and fears run our thoughts without speaking about them to the other person","Ah yeah.....", Drake leaned back in his chair and stared over at me."Lynn, I'm so fucking sorry........","How did you get into porn?", I blurted not wanting to hear him apologize again. I understand how sorry he was but apologies wouldn't fix what has happened. We needed to dig deeper than that.He blew out a deep breath. "You want to start there huh!","What else would we start? With the fact that you were growing feelings for me as much as I was growing them for you and then you turn around and you stick your dick into the other women?.....", I sipped on my wine trying to shut up."I deserve that", He leaned forward and rested his elbows on the table. "You're angry and I don't blame you. I'm pretty sure I would be livid if roles were reversed right now","Of course you would be livid. You would have
"i had no money and nowhere to go. I camped out in this back alley that was connected to a strip club. The women were kind to me and always snuck food and water out to me on their breaks. I ended up crashing on the couch of one of the dancers once winter hit. We eventually had a sexual fling but even then I had no emotion connection to the woman. It was strictly sex. Months went by and I floated from my striper's couch to the next, always having sexual flings with them."This became my new normal. Then one night one girl introduced me to Kristoph. He was working at a small adult film project there in the city and I guess he liked my style. I never made the girls feel uncomfortable and I always stayed to myself","I worked as a janitor for a long time and then eventually got to help with the filming and sets. Then when I turned 18, Kristoph introduced me with an audition and I took it because the money was good. And before I knew it, I was traveling all over the states and eventually i
I didn't want this moment to end up, so I would keep drinking and keep her talking for as long as she would let me."By the way", She started leaning back into the couch as she looked over at me with those gorgeous eyes of hers. "Who were those women who answered your door?", Her voice was quiet and I knew it bothered her. I chuckled shaking my head off. "First off, I should apologize on their behalf. I yelled at them for answering my door half naked. Second. There are Missy and Dezzy I worked with them in the past and they were the only costars I have worked with who didn't try to get into my pants after the shoot. They were always very respectful and professional", I paused to watch her reaction but there really wasn't one so I continued."I'm wanting to start my own studio and I asked them to cone work for me. I think if you got to know them, you would really like them",Her brows rose as she stared down into her wine glass. Fuck did I say something wrong please! Don't close up.
"He was a monster, Drake", She whispered bringing her eyes back up to mine. "We were so in love during high school. We would see our pictures in the new yearbook as homecoming king and queen, happy as ever. Then college hit and he started changing. I don't know what happened but he was no longer the same guy I fell in love with in highschool. But I felt stuck with him. He proposed our senior year of college, I agreed but suddenly he distanced me from all my friends and even my family. "I took almost two years without speaking to my parents because of him..he had brainwashed me."Then the monster really came out. I stopped wanting to really talk to him and he would get angry with me. It started with hard grabs on my arms, yelling in my face to him back handling me so hard that I felt like my teeth were going to get out ..He became angry with me for no apparent reason, I remember him coming home from work and if things weren't the way he exactly wanted them or dinner wasn't on the tabl