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2025-05-21 01:08:24
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GUILTY DEVOTION Attack
Work was just there for me. My mouth was shut throughout most of the day because I had nothing to discuss with anyone. I tried to make myself invisible and remove myself from every gossip since I had a new focus.Getting back from work tired, I just dropped my bag on the sofa and dragged my feet to the kitchen. I was halfway through reheating the leftover pasta when the banging started. it was not a polite knock and not even the impatient kind.This was angry, heavy, the kind that rattled the frame of my rented apartment door. My stomach turned cold at the sudden interruption, fear washing over me but it felt familiar.I knew that rhythm; it was something I got used to as I grew up.I walked to the door slowly, my grip tightening around the spoon in my hand, as if that would protect me.“Zara! Open the damn door!”My father’s voice that was slurred, rough, and louder than the hallway deserved, rang through the frame of the door.I swallowed hard. “What do you want?” I called through t
GUILTY DEVOTION The Norms
The meeting room was colder than usual, the hum of the AC penetrating through the low murmur of our voices. The oval table was crowded with laptops, folders, coffee cups, and the restless energy of several interns who knew Cassie ran these sessions like a drill sergeant with perfect hair ever since she became the manager.Cassie stood at the head of the table, scrolling through her tablet, her blazer fitted like it had been made just for her, her hair pulled back in a way that made her look like she’d stepped out of a magazine spread on corporate efficiency.She didn’t need to raise her voice to get attention; she just had it. That’s who she was. She was the intern manager, which meant every one of us was here to submit our weekly progress reports for her review.I sat three seats from the end, my folder balanced on my lap. Across from me, Ryan lounged back like the chair was an afterthought, tapping his pen in a lazy rhythm. It wasn’t the work that made me uneasy; it was the fact tha
GUILTY DEVOTION Oxygen Mask
|Zara|Steam curled lazily from my mug, the faint scent of chamomile wrapping itself around me like a soft blanket. I’d dropped my bag by the couch the second I got in, kicked off my shoes, and switched on the lamp in the corner, the one with the amber light that made everything look softer than it really was.The lamp has been my friend for days because I feel better with the light coming from it once it’s on. It’s like a therapeutic glow for my dark world. The day at the office had been quite tolerable. That was more than I could have said a month ago. People still glanced at me the way you do when you’re not sure if someone’s contagious with bad luck, but at least they weren’t whispering anymore like the first week I got back from my suspension. My desk was the same, my tasks the same, but inside of me, there was a difference. Even though it was small, it was still there.I curled my legs beneath me, pulling the throw blanket over my knees, and opened my journal. The pen hovered
GUILTY DEVOTION Don't Stop
We moved slowly, but with an urgency that wasn’t about rushing. It was about not wasting a single second and enjoying it thoroughly. I slid my hands beneath the hem of his T-shirt, feeling the warm planes of his back, the way the muscles shifted under my touch. When I pushed the fabric higher, he caught the hint, pulling it over his head and tossing it aside before settling back over me.Every brush of skin against skin felt like fire meeting water. It was sharp, then soft, leaving behind a hum that curled low in my stomach. His lips wandered from mine to the curve of my jaw, down to the hollow of my throat, lingering there until my fingers tangled in his hair.“I’ve wanted this,” he murmured against my skin, his voice rough, “since the night we left for this trip. Every time you looked at me, every time we laughed… I wanted to close the gap and just have you wrapped in my arms.”“Then don’t stop now,” I whispered, spreading further for him.His hands cupped my breasts, slowly smoochi
GUILTY DEVOTION Gap Closed
Later, as we walked back to the hotel, the air was warm against my skin, with the faint sound of music drifting from somewhere down the street. His hand found mine quickly, naturally, and I didn’t pull away; I locked it in the more.“Feels like we won’t get this kind of time anymore,” he said after a while.“We might not,” I agreed, glancing up at him. “Which is why I’m trying to memorize every second.”He squeezed my hand, and in that small, quiet gesture, I felt his heart connecting with mine. The one that tells you that even if the world outside sees you one way, the truth between you is deeper, harder to hide, and impossible to undo.At the door to my room, I hesitated before leaving his fingers. “Thank you,” I said softly.“For what?”“For making this trip feel like… more than work.”He didn’t reply immediately, just studied me like he was deciding whether to say what was on his mind. In the end, he only said, “Sleep well, Cassie.” As he kissed the back of my hand and wavedI clo
GUILTY DEVOTION Nostalgia
By noon, my notebook was a mess of ink and half-legible scribbles, the pages smudged where my pen had raced to keep up. My wrist ached in that satisfying way it did when the day was worth documenting because they all had a lot to say.We stopped for a quick roadside lunch. The restaurant served us a plate of soft, doughy rolls still warm in the center and cold mango juice served in cloudy plastic cups. I leaned back on the bench, letting the shade from the corrugated tin roof cool my skin.Nicholas caught me staring at the horizon. The fields stretched endlessly under the sun, rippling like gold where the light hit just right.“You like it here. I can feel it and see it in your eyes,” he said.“I do,” I admitted, glancing at him. “It’s… slower and real. It feels like a world I really want to live in.”His mouth quirked in a faint smile. “This is dangerous.”I raised a brow. “Dangerous how?”“You might decide not to come back,” he teased, tearing a roll in half and handing me the piece
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