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You Can Run But... Plug Decisions
Maria gaped at the older woman in her wheelchair, her face turned to the side, not wanting to see her."Greta, you can't let him push me away," she sobbed, moving closer. Her eyes were swollen and red, with dark circles and a little bulge showing how stressed out she was.Greta said nothing, her eyes on nothing in particular; the girl suffering wasn't what she wanted to watch, but she had to hurt her so maria knew what she had done was wrong."Greta, talk to me," Maria sniffed, shedding silent tears she had gotten used to in the last few days since Maya was hospitalized. "Greta?"The woman slowly turned to let her pupils fall on her, still saying nothing.Maria sank to the floor, holding onto the woman's legs and placing her head on her knees. "Not you, too; I think I've suffered enough. A little sympathy."That broke the woman's resolve. She caressed the girl's hair, earning a gasp from her and even more tears as she looked up at her."I'm so sorry, Gretta; I messed up, I know, and do
You Can Run But... Trust/Fall
She closed her eyes and opened them again, blinking up at the familiar face of her fear in a person, except this time, he had a big smile on his face, looking down at her and kissing her hand.She didn't die then. But it felt like she was this close.He was muttering something she couldn't make out, his lips against her fingers feeling surprisingly warm."Maestro?""Maya" Her curiosity died. Yeah, he was the one; she wasn't mistaken.Her head felt like thousands of monkeys were going wild on a trampoline in it, and it made her wince."I'll be back," he muttered against her hand again. and was gone; she heard the door open and close. She was surprised to see him beside her again."How do you feel, Maya?" He asked her, not allowing her to talk before he was muttering again, "I thought I had lost you, damnit! Don't you ever do this to me again?"She swallowed hard, wondering why her body refused to give up when she wanted it to. Even in her coma, she had felt and heard him, and with the
You Can Run But... Rollercoaster
I couldn't stop gaping at him, feeling out of touch with reality. Even I would never dream of something like this, no matter how delusional I got."Maya," he called my name, "say something.""Maestro..." I whispered, and that was all I could say. My brain seemed blank as he pulled close to me; the ring, though black, was twinkling."I could change it if you want me to too; black diamonds don't seem to suit you," he muttered, leaving me and then dropping it on the bedside table.Before I could blink, he was in front of me again, raising my gown from the hem, then pulling it above my head.Throwing the clothes on the floor, not even sparing a second to look at my semi-bare state as he reached behind me to unhook my bra.Before he could reach my pants, I was pulling them down. Quickly, he grabbed my hands, pushing them at my sides, his thumb trailing down my legs, making me shudder.Then, looking me in the eyes, he pulled down my pants.I thought I saw him swallow, but I wasn't sure, for
You Can Run But... Can't leave you alone
She was more trusting of him after that; she couldn't tell if it was feigning or even accurate. For she still tried not to shudder when he was close to her. But she would give it to him; he was doing his best, his hands around her, staring into her face when she woke up. If anyone had told her Maestro could be this person, she would have slammed a door on the liar's face and melted them with acid. But here she was, in Maria's cozy pink room, everything looking unreal. It was how he didn't go too intimate, no matter what shade of undress she was; sometimes, he covered her with the sheets and turned his face to the other side. Like Dora would say, "We make ourselves happy, Maya, 'cause the world isn't a happy place," and she knew firsthand how bad it could be. She was going to let him woo her. Give him a chance as he asked, and even though she knew he was going back to the monster once this personality was exhausted, she was going to enjoy it while it lasted. "Hey," she felt a hand
You Can Run But... Teaching Her
Emotions screaming no and reasoning whispering yes, she stood staring at his hands, weighing her options. Here he was, asking her when he could have just taken it like he did the last time without giving a damn about her feelings. But he was asking, waiting for her permission, and in a way, weren't they married? Wasn't it the right thing to do? She stammered, "It's going to hurt, right?" He smiled, shaking his head, "The last time was..." He was finding the right word: "I got mad you were still in your dress and..." When he saw the fear returning in her eyes, he stopped and said, "You'll feel the pleasure this time, Maya. It goes both ways." She pressed her lips against each other and swallowed hard before nodding. And that was all he needed. She watched him pull off his suit jacket, letting it fall to the floor, before working on his buttons, snapping them open at a time. He came for her, bare torso and all, but his suit pants were still on him, and her eyes stuck on him while
You Can Run But... Burn
Lina was asleep when the slow creaking of the door pulled her out of the fantasy her brain was working on. She frowned in her slumber; it couldn't be morning yet, could it? She was no longer using an alarm since waking up naturally at five came easy. She turned to the other side, pulling the sheets over her breasts. If it was Maria with her silly needs, she wasn't standing up. While waiting to hear Maria call her name, she sighed happily when nothing came. Pulling the pillow perfectly, she smiled, her dream resuming. She felt breath on her face and then whispers, "Lina, baby." She frowned at the familiar voice; where was the dream taking her that she heard Luca's voice in the manor? What kind of fantasy was that? A hand tapped her cheeks. "Baby, open your eyes." And she did one lash after another, catching her breath at seeing him. "I dreaming?" she asked unbelievably. He chuckled, pulling her up to wrap his arms around her. Oh, how he missed her. So badly. Though she hugged
You Can Run But... Burn (2)
Maya's POV"Sir Derinem," I was shocked and confused seeing him in the manor, my frozen pupils refusing to waver as it stuck on him, who was in a black polo, hairy muscular legs in a black pair of shorts.I let my focus return to his face, where he stood still, staring at me. Heat rose to my cheeks and forehead; the air suddenly felt hot against my nose, and I swooned.Behind me, Lina coughed very loud. Hearing her voice, I suddenly realized why she was fidgety when I knocked on her door. Luca had been inI turned my head to the counter, praying he would shift his gaze from my body. His scrutiny was heavy, and it was all over me.He then walked past me to the sink, smelling of fresh soap, grabbed a mug, and poured a dose of coffee, pulling the plug out of the socket.The quietness in the kitchen was getting me nervous; I seriously needed to get out of there before maestro came in; if he ever would, the kitchen was a place you'd never find him in.We were widths directly apart, but he s
You Can Run But... Competition
Authors POV. Things got better after that; Derinem stayed away, and she and maestro got along, though she wouldn't lie that she was doing more of the getting along with him, for recently he came back with some darkness hovering around him and more blood stains on his clothing.Making love was more intense—pleasure mixed with a bit of pain—and, as Lina had said, sometimes she yearned for it while staring at his naked torso, Looking down and blushing profusely when he caught her.He usually smiled. Confident he was in his sexual prowess, and he had a right to be, from an innocent, he made her a sex-crazed, embarrassed "Cagna," getting her to accept it.And she, well, she could feel her confidence roaring, knowing she was stringing him along with sex and whatever kink he had at the back of his head when he saw her in her red lace nightie. He just never got enough of her.But it wasn't always about the sex; she was atop his hard frame; he'd wrapped his hand around her till the following d
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