Masuk꧁♡ 𝔉𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔨 ♡꧂The first thing I noticed when I opened my eyes was the empty space beside me.For a second, I just lay there, staring at the ceiling, letting the silence settle, letting my body wake up properly before I turned my head slightly.Tim was gone.I let out a slow breath, dragging a hand over my face before sitting up. The sheets were still warm, which meant he hadn’t been gone for long. Good.I reached for my phone on the bedside table and dialed his number without thinking too much about it. It barely rang once before he picked.“Are you awake?” his voice came through, already sounding more alert than I felt.“Yeah,” I replied, my voice still a little rough. “Where are you?”“I went to drop Sheila off,” he said. I could hear the faint sound of the road in the background. “I’m almost back, just pulling into the hotel.”I nodded to myself, already getting out of bed. “Wait for me in the car when you get here.”There was a small pause. “Why?”“We’re going somewhere.” I rep
꧁♡ 𝓣𝓲𝓶♡꧂It was the sound of my phone buzzing that dragged me out of sleep, not gently, not slowly, but sharp enough to cut through whatever little rest I was getting. I groaned under my breath, my face still half buried in the pillow as I tried to ignore it for a second, but it didn’t stop. It kept buzzing, persistent, like whoever was calling wasn’t planning to give up anytime soon.Frank’s arm tightened around me the moment I shifted, pulling me back against him like his body reacted on its own, like even in sleep he wasn’t about to let me go that easily. I let out a small breath, a tired chuckle slipping out despite myself as I turned my head slightly to glance at him.Still asleep.Deeply.Like nothing in the world could wake him up right now.“Little baby,” I muttered under my breath.The phone buzzed again.I sighed softly and carefully slipped out of his hold, moving slowly so I wouldn’t wake him. His arm loosened slightly as I pulled away, but he didn’t stir, didn’t even
꧁࿇ Eric࿇꧂I drove with both hands on the wheel, eyes fixed ahead, keeping everything steady even though nothing about this felt steady. Laura sat beside me, her presence filling the car in a way that made the air feel heavier than it should have been. She hadn’t stopped talking since we left, her voice sharp, alive in a way that already told me what mood she was in.“He’s awake now,” she said again, leaning back slightly like she was settling into that information. “Finally.”I didn’t respond. I just kept driving, watching the road, letting the noise of passing cars and distant horns fill the silence I wasn’t giving her. The city moved like it always did, busy, loud, alive, people crossing, cars honking, life going on like nothing was wrong anywhere, but inside the car it felt different, like we were moving inside something separate from all of that.“Now he’s awake,” she continued, her tone shifting into something that didn’t sit right with me, “I’m sure he won’t let Tim and Frank l
꧁♡ 𝓣𝓲𝓶♡꧂"The shower?" I asked quietly, my voice barely steady in the dark. We had gone back to the bar but surprisingly Sheila and Phil weren't there and after calling their numbers numerous times, we decided to just go back to the hotel."Later," Frank said.He didn’t wait.He crossed the space between us in seconds, like he’d already decided how this would go. His hands came up to my neck, still cold from the rain, settling there with a weight that made my breath catch. Not tight, not choking, just there to control and ground. His thumbs dragged along my jaw, rough enough to make my pulse jump."You’ve been in my head all night, Tim," he murmured, his mouth close enough that I felt every word against my lips. "The things I would do to you""Not my fault, you're obsessed with me" I said, even though we both knew it was obvious. My hands moved on their own, fumbling with the buttons of his damp shirt.A low sound left him. "Yeah. I am."He caught my wrists before I could get far,
꧁♡ 𝓣𝓲𝓶♡꧂The kiss came hard, rough, stealing the air from my lungs, but I didn’t pull away. I couldn’t.Frank didn’t kiss like a man who asked. He took. His mouth crashed into mine like the storm around us, fierce and hungry, heat cutting through the cold rain. His hands locked around my waist, dragging me flush against him until there was no space left, until I could feel exactly what he wanted, what he was holding back.My fingers clutched at his shoulders, gripping the soaked fabric of his jacket as if letting go would send me back into the fear we had just escaped. But that fear was gone now, drowned out by something sharper, deeper. Every nerve in my body lit up, the shift from terror to raw need hitting me all at once.The alley didn’t feel cold anymore, instead it burned with the desires ripping through our bodies.His tongue pushed into my mouth, slow at first, then deeper, more demanding, tasting like rain and something darker, something that was only him. I answered w
꧁♡ 𝔉𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔨 ♡꧂The moment I noticed it, I didn’t react immediately. I just kept walking like nothing had changed, like nothing had shifted, but my eyes had already caught it. The distance they try to keep so I won't suspect a thing.The way they tried to blend in but still stayed too consistent to be random. But they were wrong, we were being followed.I pulled him closer without making it obvious, my arm sliding around him like it was nothing more than a habit, like I just wanted him closer, but my attention stayed sharp.“Act normal,” I murmured low enough for only him to hear. I felt him stiffen for a second, just a second, then he adjusted, leaning into me like he understood without needing anything more.“What are we going to do?” he whispered back, quiet but steady. “Please, no guns. I don't want another blood bath.”I chuckled at that. “Your wishes are my command, Cariño.”“Fuck off.” Tim laughed against me.“On three,” I said calmly, still not looking back. “We run.”There
𝓣𝓲𝓶I didn’t understand what I had done at first.The gun was still in my hand, and my arm was still raised in front of me. My finger was stiff on the trigger, and the world around me felt strangely quiet. Not peaceful quiet, but the kind of quiet that comes after something breaks and everyone i
𝓣𝓲𝓶I was lying down in the hospital bed when Eric came in.The door opened quietly, and I didn’t even need to look to know it was him. His footsteps were too familiar and too careful, he always walked like he was afraid of disturbing something fragile.I turned my head slowly.Eric stood there
꧁♡ 𝔉𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔨 ♡꧂By the time I got back into my car, the decision had already settled in my body, not in my head but somewhere lower, deeper, like a weight pressing against bone. I didn’t sit there and argue with myself. I didn’t list pros and cons or pretend there was a smarter way to handle this
꧁♡ 𝔉𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔨 ♡꧂The man holding the knife was shaking.Not from the cold. From fear and excitement mixed together, the kind of trembling that comes when someone suddenly believes they are in control of something important. His eyes were too bright, his smile crooked and wild. He looked like a dog







