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2026-08-02 23:59:25
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Divorced and Falling for the Tattoo Master He didn’t deserve you
~ SIENNA ~“Time travel,” I answered without hesitation — intentionally. “I’d time travel back to the day I walked into your shop for a coverup tattoo. And go elsewhere.”“Ouch,” he said with a grimace, bringing a small smile to my lips. A part of me really liked to say things that caused him heart pangs. Then he placed a hand on the wall beside me and leaned down to whisper into my ears. “Want to know what I’d do if I had superpowers?”I shrugged, trying my best to seem uninterested, even if I was eager to know what he would say. Suddenly, in one clean sweep, he lifted me off the floor by my legs, keeping them apart while maintaining my back’s position against the wall. I was practically sitting on Gavin’s hands with my legs around his waist, convincing myself I was holding on to him tightly to prevent a fall and not because the whole position felt so hot. Our faces were inches apart and he kept it that way as he spoke, “If I had superpowers, I would free you from the restraining
Divorced and Falling for the Tattoo Master Super powers
~ SIENNA ~“You’re really beginning to feel like my boyfriend, aren’t you?” I laughed. “Of course, I’d like you to leave. Why wouldn’t I? I’m about to undress.”He shrugged. “Wasn’t sure. Thought you might want me close by for the next zip.”“I’ll call you if I need you. Thank you.”“As you wish.” He walked out through the curtain, hands raised in mock surrender. I took a moment to catch my breath before taking off the dress and putting on the next one. It was a teal dress from Gavin’s selection. The soft fabric hugged my upper body close before releasing into a flowing dress just below my waist. One arm had a dramatic, butterfly sleeve while the other was sleeveless, baring my shoulder. But the real statement was the back. The fabric didn't begin until my waist, a soft drape framing the cut like it had been designed specifically to showcase what lay beneath it. One look in the mirror sealed the deal — this was the dress. If Margo wasn’t mad at the reason I was getting it in the fi
Divorced and Falling for the Tattoo Master Dress shopping
~ SIENNA ~The boutique attendant was a cheerful, middle-aged woman who seemed like she would give you all the dresses you wanted for free if you only laughed at her jokes. And she had plenty. We had barely walked in and she’d already dropped three on us, the first being dramatically fanning herself at the sight of Gavin. I could swear the man blushed. The interesting part was she really wasn’t exaggerating about how hot he looked. He’d gotten a fresh haircut for the wedding and boy, what did they say about haircuts being makeup for men?His angular features looked even sharper. His skin glowed brighter. And the intensity of his hazel eyes seemed to have doubled. Generally, he’d been such a good sport about getting ready for the wedding. I couldn’t believe how invested he’d become on such short notice — booking us a hotel in Vegas, getting a new suit, and giving me a credit card (besides the conditional $50,000 I had to accept) to buy anything I needed for the wedding. We were
Divorced and Falling for the Tattoo Master Fake boyfriend
~ SIENNA ~She looked like she was just leaving so I stepped aside to let her pass. She did, thanking Gavin so profusely you’d think he’d done more than render a paid service— wait. Why is she walking like that? She was waddling like her thighs had entered a mutual agreement to never touch again. My eyes followed her all the way to the staircase and only returned to the room in front of me when she was out of sight.I stepped into the studio. It smelled faintly of antiseptic and ink, suggesting a freshly finished tattoo session, probably hers. Gavin glanced at me, smiled, and went back to wiping down his station, head bobbing to the low music drifting from speakers I still hadn't located. “Did she just get a tattoo?”He capped a bottle of green soap and set it aside. “Good afternoon to you too, babygirl.”“Good afternoon. Did she just get a tattoo?” I repeated. He looked around the room theatrically. “Did our signboard outside get replaced with one for a Chinese restaurant?”“S
Divorced and Falling for the Tattoo Master Harry’s wedding invitation
~ SIENNA ~ My mail notification ping was growing into a much dreaded sound. Everytime I heard it these days, it was always to announce a rejection mail from yet another job I’d applied to. I ignored the ping, not eager to see which company was “sorry to inform me” this time and kept chopping the spring onions on the chopping board. The sound of steel on steel as the knife hit the board rattled my nerves but Margo had insisted a steel chopping board was the healthiest option so here we were. I was making some succotash and the kitchen already smelled delightful. When I’d added all the ingredients for the last lap of my cooking, I hoisted myself onto a chair and reached for my phone. It was either going to be a mobile game or an e-book to pass the ten minutes I had to wait for my food to be ready. Then I saw the new mail notification waiting on my lock screen and froze at once. I recognized the sender’s address. It wasn’t any company I’d applied to work with. It was Harry
Divorced and Falling for the Tattoo Master Mask off
~ GAVIN ~My stomach dropped. "You said he was at some tournament.”“He was.” There was a strong emphasis on ‘was’. “But apparently, he learnt about the masked party minutes ago and decided he wanted in on the fun. He's on the main floor right now, working his way towards the VIP section.”“Fùck,” I cussed through gritted teeth.Violet’s expression shifted instantly, the flirtatious ease replaced by a calculating frown.“I’ll go up first," she said. "Distract him. Buy you two a window to sneak out.”“Violet—“ I started.It would be disastrous for everyone if Bruise knew I was here, but even more if he found out his own sister was on my side and had been reporting club activities to me for years now. He’d had an inkling of our relationship when I was in the DMC but he probably thought everything ended when I left. “It’s me, Prez. Relax." She was already moving towards the door. "Give me two minutes, then walk out like you belong here. Masks stay on. Don't make eye contact with anyone.
Divorced and Falling for the Tattoo Master Six months deal
~ SIENNA ~ I shot up from the tattoo bed like it burned and held up the phone to Gavin. “What’s this?” He returned to his chair and lounged lazily on it, my panic obviously lost on him. “Your new tattoo. Like it?” “Why… why,” I stammered. “Why is it a tattoo of your name?” “Because I thought it
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2026-03-17Divorced and Falling for the Tattoo Master Say please
~ SIENNA ~I managed to cover his entire length, even if it left me gasping for air. Then I sucked hard, hollowing my cheeks, tongue flicking the piercings relentlessly as I tasted more of that salty essence, bitter at the edges like his personality.My mouth watered uncontrollably, thick strands o
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2026-04-05Divorced and Falling for the Tattoo Master A blow job in the gym
~ SIENNA ~Really? This douche was going to make this even more humiliating than it already was for me. I matched his speed. “I thought it was obvious. First time?”Gavin roared in laughter. “No, babygirl,” he said, amusement still lingering in his voice. “I simply prefer clarity. I hate being cau
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2026-04-05Divorced and Falling for the Tattoo Master The Rage room
~ SIENNA ~The air hit me first — thick with the smell of leather and something metallic. There were no windows, creating an illusion of nighttime even though it was early afternoon. I found the light switch on the left wall, two scones flooding the space with a deep red light when I flipped it on
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