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Chapter 65
"You're drunk, Memo." I heard Rowan say that made me smile like a fool and shake gently as I stared at the white ceiling of Rowan's kitchen.
"What? Me? Drunk? Of course not!" I respond to this as I try to get up from lying on the table but every time I move my head my eyes seem to rotate so what happens is I just go back to lying on the table.
"Rowan! Hey, I'm not drunk! Come here, stand by me." I commanded here and I patted my side. I know I’m not drunk yet because I still pretty much know what I’m doing and what I’m saying.
"That's not a good idea, Memo. Give me your bottle and I'll carry you to the bedroom, this is not a comfortable place to sleep." Rowan said and snatched the bottle of wine I was holding from me, I didn't have the strength to fight him and grab the bottle of wine, the more I didn't have the strength to stop Rowan from lifting me.
"Holy sheshh! I'm fucking flying!" I said to myself in amazement, I don't know but I feel like I'm fly
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Moving Into My Ex-Husbands House Chapter 66
Memo"Rowan?" When I called its name, it was so quiet around and I didn't know where it was, I was a little dizzy because even though I was now lying on Rowan's soft bed, my gaze was just straight at the white ceiling above."I'm here, do you need anything?" I heard his response and I don't know if I was just hallucinating but I felt like I was sinking into bed and my body was getting very hot."It's fucking hot here." I complained and grabbed my neck, I was just exhausted in my mind when I realized I was sweating profusely now."This room is fully air-conditioned, Memo. I can't believe you get drunk so easily." Rowan said and I don't know what happened but I just found it lying next to me."Help me take off these fucking clothes." I ordered it and none of my own tried to take off my wearing t-shirt which I just annoyed because no matter what I do I can’t take it off the t-shirt I’m wearing."Stop struggling, Memo. Let me take it
Moving Into My Ex-Husbands House Chapter 67
Sandro"This is so fucking wrong, Sandro." Baldo said softly when our lips parted but I could see in his eyes that it was as if he still wanted me, as if he was hypnotizing me to kiss him again."Can you forget everything first, Baldo? Forget first that guilt you feel now in your mind and just let your heart do what it wants." I pleaded with him and stared into his eyes so I could read whatever he was thinking right now."I don't know if I can do what you're asking me to do, Sandro." He said this to me and shook it gently, I just sighed."Look into my eyes, Baldo, then kiss me." I ordered it to cause its eyes to widen in shock."Tangina! Just do it, Baldo!" I cry because of how annoyed I feel with him right now. Why doesn't he remember me? Even those times we were still friends, at least he remembers that but I was just like a bubble that suddenly disappeared in his memory, I don't know how I should feel in this situation.Baldo stared at me
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"Just sit there, I'll make coffee for you, just think of this as my payment for the favor that I'm asking you." Winston said and walked towards the coffee maker machine."Why did I agree?" Hesitantly I asked here, it just shrugged as it took two mugs and a stirrer."What flavor do you like?" He asked me a question instead of answering."Mocha."Winston just nodded and focused himself on brewing coffeefor the two of us. After mixing our coffees, he handed me a mug which I immediately handed over, I carefully drank the hot coffee and sighed as the delicious taste of my coffee penetrated my body."I'll try to talk to Leo." I told Winston reason for it to stop sipping on his coffee and looked at me with a raised eyebrow."Okay, that's great." In response."I have a condition though," I added and simply smiled at Winston."What?""You haven't tried it with a man right? It's actually one of my fantasy, doing it with a straight
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MemoSandro crawled closer to me, he separated my thighs and positioned my foot in his waist, our dick touched.Sandro lowered his body and kissed me on my lips, I almost lost my breath on the way he claims my lips, our tongues fighting, until I could feel his hand applying lubricant to my asshole, he rubbed the lube around my hole which delivered a tickle to me.Our kiss continued when he suddenly tried to insert a finger into my asshole, because of the viscous liquid scattered around my asshole and on his hand it was easy for him to insert a finger, I also did not feel any pain when start fingering my asshole."Ahh, ugh." I moaned and stopped kissing Sandro when I felt a little tingling. He wasn't even contented with one finger, suddenly his three fingers were trying to penetrate inside me. I felt a little pain but ignore the feeling."You bitch, you can handle this. Don't stop
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MemoI drove my car so fast, my tears trickled down my eyes that I could barely see the road because it's covering my sight.But I don't care.I just kept on driving at a speedy pace. I don't care if the drivers behind get angry as they keep on honking like there's no tomorrow. Fuckers! Can't they sense that I'm broken? Is it too much if I want them to adjust because my heart is so heavy right now? The pain is consuming me.How could they do this to me? How can they betray me? I thought I can trust my boyfriend and my best friend but fuck to trust and fuck them for cheating behind my back. Now, it all makes sense, that's why every time Leo is absent, my wanton best friend is also absent. They'll meet without me knowing, they have been fooling me for a long time and I am so stupid for not believing all the rumors that I've heard.I tightened my grip on the steering wheel and start
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Memo"Are you trying to kill yourself, Memo?" My daddy yelled looking at me furiously while my mom is treating the wound on my hand. I could not answer because I was busy crying. It has been three days since I was discharged from the hospital. Fortunately, no one died in the accident, the car who's about to smash my car immediately turned into the opposite direction causing my car to hit a large tree, a tree branch penetrated through the window and stabbed me on my stomach, a good thing and the wound is not too deep. I don't know if I should be thankful that I am still alive."Darling, don't scold him can't you see he's hurt?" My mom scolds daddy while applying the bandage on my hand that I tried to cut earlier, it looks like it's still not my time to die yet because every time I tried to end my life there is always someone stopping me."Then what? He'll try to cut his wrist again? God! Memo, forget that man, he's no goo
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Memo I looked around my room until I saw the robe hanging in my open closet, maybe Sandro forgot to close it when he moved my clothes on the closet. I took off my shirt and pants, I was just wearing a boxer brief. I was staring at the robe when suddenly I thought of a mischievous idea. It's freaking boring inside the resthouse and it won't be that bad if I try to have some fun right? This is my first time doing this, maybe this is what you become after being broken-hearted, a rebel. I went out of my room and headed to the other room, Sandro's room. I slowly turned the doorknob, I smiled when I saw his body covered with only a thin fabric. I swallowed my saliva out of nervous, I was contemplating if I should go back to my room or proceed to what I've been planning to do. What if Sandro beats me? I don't even know if he's gay or bisexual. Fuck! I'm freaking nervous, Sandro has been working at our famil
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MemoSandro crawled closer to me, he separated my thighs and positioned my foot in his waist, our dick touched.Sandro lowered his body and kissed me on my lips, I almost lost my breath on the way he claims my lips, our tongues fighting, until I could feel his hand applying lubricant to my asshole, he rubbed the lube around my hole which delivered a tickle to me.Our kiss continued when he suddenly tried to insert a finger into my asshole, because of the viscous liquid scattered around my asshole and on his hand it was easy for him to insert a finger, I also did not feel any pain when start fingering my asshole."Ahh, ugh." I moaned and stopped kissing Sandro when I felt a little tingling. He wasn't even contented with one finger, suddenly his three fingers were trying to penetrate inside me. I felt a little pain but ignore the feeling."You bitch, you can handle this. Don't stop
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