~Lianna Black~The next morning, I woke up alone - again - in his bed with soreness between my legs as proof that Ace came home. I tried to push the thought of Ace lying to me when he said he wanted an actual relationship with me. I’d like to believe a dream that someone like Ace, a powerful mafia Don, would have the heart to care for me the same way I care for h

~Lianna Black~The soreness between my legs has been a familiar feeling now each time I wake up. The only difference this morning was, I am not mad at Ace about it. He made me feel loved last night. Although I didn’t see him again in the morning, I found a little note above the bedside table together with a single red rose.

~Lianna Black~I couldn’t hide the pain that was eating me up my whole being. Trust is something I can’t give freely to anyone, but this just crushed the meaning of that sinful word all together. I thought they cared for me, hell I even treated them as my own family. Turns out, everything is nothing but a trumped-up story. The people inside this room, I val

~Lianna Black~It feels like my head is being drilled on by thousands of screws, aiming to open up the locked up contents of my useless brain. I feel cold, yet I feel warm at the same time. It doesn’t make sense. I feel like I’m dead, yet I can feel the life flowing through my veins. My heart is still there as I listened carefully, singing along with the gu

~Lianna Black~Forcing my eyes to open, I saw a familiar ceiling above me. The gray spots that I memorized each time I woke up are like stains that I couldn’t reach and wipe away with cleaning agents.