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Crystal OduwaA/N: Thoughts? Let's hear them (◕ᴗ◕✿)
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AIDEN36/60SATURDAYHanging by a thread. That phrase hadn’t meant much until this moment. She pulled too hard, and I'd have cracked but she caved first. How delicious this night became. A brush of her lips against mine, a flicker of everything that could come if we both gave in. We did.“Don’t punish me again. I’ll lose it.”I warned. A ghost of a smirk crossed her lips before they parted and kissed me. We starved. I was, at least.We kissed like hungry animals, deprived of the feeling for too long, as though we needed it for completion. She invaded my senses, her tongue seeping into my mouth, bottom lip sucking on mine, and a whimper escaped her lips at her pleasure.“We shouldn’t do this.”She circled behind me, placing her unfinished drink on the dresser, then faced me with uncertainty.“We shouldn’t.”She agreed, blinking her lids and staring at the mirror behind us. She fixed her eyes on my reflection. The bulge. Our lips met again.The burn. The feeling of being alive, wanting
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LAYLA 38/60MONDAY. "I'm so pathetic."She jerked her head. Further words silenced as she sobbed.I didn't foresee this turnout after a surprise visit."Don't. I'm glad you opened up. Penelope, this is marriage. If you felt this way, why didn't you say something?"Because of the agreement, decisions had already been made. Then we fell in love and everyone kept coming to conclusions. It's mainly my fault. I delayed the wedding announcement for months. His parents yearned for more, and I didn't. I couldn't...""Pen..."I knelt underneath her. "Do you love him?" She nodded her head in affirmation. "I know I do. Sometimes the lines blur between commitment and love, but when it's just us. There's no doubt.""What do you want to do?""Be with him. Not with millions watching our actions, waiting for either of us to make a mistake, Just us together."I sighed, reaching out for her hand.Aiden and I needed to talk. The wedding was in roughly 2½ weeks and we missed out on the crucial part. T
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AIDEN 38/60"She is sober." I acknowledged as I huddled her back against the door, skipping her waist and reaching behind to cup her ass instead. I propelled her against my chest, provoking her to moan out loud. Was I a sociopath for delighting in my father being down the hall? Chances of his hearing were low, but still. I tended less to his judgment. Damn his perfectionist expectations. This makes me feel alive.My unrestrained hand drove through her belly, gliding over her chest and circling her neck. I thought back to the whimper I obtained the last time as a reward. It was even better when she rubbed herself against my thighs, moving at a stable pace, taking pleasure in herself without help from me. I moaned against her lips, thrusting my hips into her. She sighed, implying I was doing right. Slowly, we pulled away from the door and reached the desk. I released her neck to grasp both legs, tossing the paperwork on my desk to make room for her in the middle. Then we pulled away
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LAYLA 38/60 MONDAY I took off from Bella's late and spent most of the night making a list for the "wedding" In the end, I couldn't decide whether to hold it until Saturday, otherwise it will be almost a week before the actual wedding. Then I thought of letting them elope for their honeymoon, since it would be almost a week before the wedding. God knows the actual one was pre-planned, most likely to a country of the family's choosing. It all comes down to Quentin and Penelope conspiring to have a secret wedding. I mean, they both want it, but I can't bet on their defiance of their parents' wishes. Ugh. I can't even do it all alone. Even if I got up early enough to catch Penelope at her place, it'd take some persuading. There's not enough time to head to Quentin and plan an impromptu wedding. Bella would talk to Drew about being a witness once they'd both agreed. That leaves... Aiden. I turned over, flicking the desk lamp on. I should text him. Smooth. I'm designing a weddin
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LAYLA 39/60 TUESDAY Aiden recognizes photography. I thwacked myself across the face for overlooking Penelope's desire for pictures. The priest was about to leave for another wedding, and I didn't have anyone to the pictures until golden boy offered to. With a camera. "I can take a few, then set it up for one general take." He raised his thumb. The newlyweds were with the priest. Both of them were alone. Drew and Bella moved in. Aiden and I left. "Come." He gestured. I trailed over to him. His hands enclosed my waist. "Ten seconds." He spoke, tucking my hair away with a smile on display. "Thank you." I'd never known more gratitude. "Always." I focused my gaze on him. The flash creased my eyes and the picture printed out almost immediately. "That's it." Aiden relinquished his grip, leaping to retrieve the pictures we'd taken. "I'd like a copy of this." Penelope giggled, displaying the picture on my face. Oh, shit. Can we retake that last one? My eyes aren't on th
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LAYLA39/60TUESDAYI couldn't recall the exact moment when I fell asleep. I remember his arms circling my waist. His soft breathing behind my ear and a free hand slowly creeping over my boobs.I drowned my feelings and regret and savored the contentment the position brought.My eyes closed slowly, and I saw nothing. As soon as it reopened, I was wearing the shirt he had on before. His scent became mine, and I stole a moment to treasure it.Aiden was not in the room. Someone neatly spread the bed, safe for me, folded my clothes and kept at the edge. I believe that he committed these specific acts. Stepping down from his bed, my bare feet hit the ground, and I listened to sounds from the bathroom. It was silent. Meaning Aiden must have left. What if I'm left alone in this penthouse?Would it be creepy to peek into his bathroom? I thumped my lower lip.Maybe just a little. His bathroom was half the size of his large bedroom. A medium cubicle at the edge with a shower head. Guess he didn'
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LAYLA 40/60 WEDNESDAY The weather was sunny, so I had to set aside the blazer when I stepped into the office for my first meeting. I used my calendar and meetings to excuse the guilt of leaving Freya's message on read. How would I respond to the said message? "Hey, babes! Can't wait to see you. You'd never believe the weekend I had. Quick hint: It ended with me being tangled in a bed with the man who hurt you the most." I sighed, flipping through the book pages without paying much attention. Had my life been this boring without Penelope's wedding bringing some excitement into it? Let's see: Occasional girls' night with Bella. Meeting random college friends. Hooking up with guys rarely happens unless hormones kick in. Following my dad's wishes? That sums up my existence. It's pitiful. I opened the folder, pulling out my laptop. No video games. Really? Maybe I'm avoiding the inevitable. Contact Aiden. In my defense, he didn't text or call this morning, which means my suspicion
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AIDEN 40/60 WEDNESDAY "Fucking hell!" Drew flinched, his back against my apartment wall, my hand squeezing into his neck. He would choke. "Did you call me here to kill me? How original. Very much Jeffery Dahmer." I exercised more pressure, and he choked. "Okay! Okay! No serial killer jokes." I hauled away, glaring at him. "Really? Not the way I'd like to proceed." He's passing sarcastic remarks and not arguing back because he knows exactly why I'd beat his ass until an ambulance takes him. "I was planning on telling you." He broke the room's silence, and I jerked back at him. "Were you now?" "Well, Bella wanted me to. I suggested we fuck with you longer." He shrugged indifferently. I may kill him after all. "Well, if you were planning on hiding the relationship, don't give her a track shirt. Especially with your initials on them." I hissed. "Hiding? Layla knew. I would never hide her from anyone." He snapped back. I cocked my head. Well played. And Layla knows? Just grea
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