A Man Like You Bl Novels & Stories

My schedule was filled up with moments to worry about how fucked up my life was looking. I laid on the cold floor with my legs pushing hard against the wall like it was my mission to bulldoze the wall. I activated my sadist playlist and let the floor temperature take me to an alternate dimensions where I've got no worries. I was lost in my karaoke realm, apparently in the other dimension I was a musician and the best microphone I got was an hairbrush. I was busy singing " You are the reason by Calum Scott" when I noticed a pair of black sneakers near my head.

THE MAN IN YELLOW

Better yet, I need to go clubbing tonight when I get off work and hook up with someone. I clock off, and off I go. It's club "Wave," and as soon as I walk in, they are playing my jam " You Turning Me Up" by Issam Alnajjar, and I am jumping around like I honestly do not care. Because I can't care, I have someone to get out of my system. Then some random makes his move, and he is in front of me. I am wearing a white v-neck t-shirt which is already see-through because I am sweating, and I am wearing tight wrangler jeans and white converse. My hair is in my hair, and I have stubble on my face from lack of shaving. He offers me a bump, and I take two. And now I am on cloud nine.

before i complete my sentences he interferes "Shutup! just be quite i don't need a stuff like you who is in so much of violence" "You are rejected" I shocked listening his fucking decision

In a split second, she saw something move behind the glass windows of the café. And just like that, her world stilled to a stop. She watched as the figure wiped the counters clean with a dry cloth. He wore a white button shirt behind a black apron with his sleeves rolled up to show his arms. His eyes focused on scrubbing that counter clean. It was as if everything was in slow motion, even the way his sweat dripped down his brow. It was Lee. But instead of a lanky and skinny teenager, Lee had grown up and was built like a statue of a god, strong arms and a sharp jaw. His clothes framed his body just right to show off his lean physique.

"There's no way Sienna got so lucky to impregnate herself with the sperm of a billionaire donor. After the way she trashed you, we're not missing this train wreck!" Right at the entrance was a photo of Sienna with a foreign man. Just then, Sienna spotted me. She lifted her chin, clutched Andre's arm, and strutted over. "Well, if it isn't my broke bestie. I thought you wouldn't show! Since you don't have my eye for the right donor, you must be dying of jealousy!" She really did think she had a good eye for these things. But she was as blind as a bat, not noticing there was no warmth in Andre's eyes.

Bushy beard must have caught on to my plan because he made sure I could not run by knocking me out cold with a swift chop to the neck. When I came to, I was back in that ramshackle hut, drowning in despair and fear like I was trapped in hell itself. To keep things from getting messy, they ditched the livestream and decided to videotape it instead. A gang of muscle-bound brutes were there, stripped down and reaching for me with their greedy hands, inching closer.

"He's very handsome. A few strands of his blonde hair fell on his face. He has captivating light brown eyes, and his skin is so flawless that you can't see any purse. His lips are thin and pink, so soft just by looking at them, and he has a piercing on his ears, two on the right and one on the left. He has a very charismatic feature and is very appealing. Sighed, I hope he won't kill me if ever we cross paths again. "I'll just explain to him in case we meet again why I took a picture of him. I hope he'll understand. He looks kind, anyway. I hope after I show this picture to Cora and Mia, they will stop about the blind date thing. But would they believe that this hot guy is my boyfriend? And

Eleven said. "What's your name?" the man said. “Eleven" “Okay, listen to me El, I have a family, I love my wife and my son. Yes my son is about the same age as you. I have no interest in touching you because you are just a young girl, my wife is prettier than you and that is more than enough for me. But, your father owes me a debt, a very high debt, I think with him not working like now, he won't be able to pay it off. When my men said he wanted to sell you, to be honest I wasn't interested, I'm a bookie, I don't play human trafficking, that's not my type. But one of my men, the man who brought you here, he said if your father abused you, he saw it himself because it shows on your body and y

He waved enthusiastically when Ashley turned around while checking in. “You have such a handsome man by your side and you’re still making that face,” Aron says to lighten up Ashley’s mood. “Where is he?” Ashley moves her head around, even though she knew Aron was talking about himself. “Are you kidding me right now?” Aron pouts and Ashley lets out a loud laugh. “Oh-where you talking about yourself. Narcissistic much,” Ashley scoffs and Aron smiles at her remark. “Do you think we’ll be fine on our own?” Ashley asks with concern.