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My mind went blank as I wondered what the hell was he thinking sending the soul of the party to keep my company instead of coming by himself. "Why couldn't he just come ?", I argued. Conor shook his head. "Well, you've to wait for the answers to reveal. Until then, let me tell you a story." He gestured for me to sit down on the nearby couch. "It's a story about a man who had everything he could ever ask for but still couldn't resist the allure of one woman. One woman, for whom he would do anything. For this woman, he was ready to do whatever she wanted and what she wanted was nothing. All she wanted was to be away from him because, to her, he was a narcissistic, selfish a*ss. My apologies fo

"Why also praise stories like that? Are there no other books that are of higher quality?" "Hahaha... that's why, you better read before commenting. It's like you've judged someone 100% bad even though you've only met them for a few days. That's an unfair judgment!" "I only caught what I saw!" "That means your thinking is shallow!" "All right... all right, so what's the point of the story?" "Why don't you just read it yourself?" "Just tell me!" "Hahaha...well, the point is about a man who is said to be the most desirable man, has a perfect life, yes everything. His goal is to conquer as many women as possible as a manifestation of his childhood trauma disorder."

Aiden : what has she ever done to you? Man : she attracted me in the way that no other has ever done to me with her bump. She is used by you, still I am willing to accept her. Aiden : you bastard…. He was going to punch him when that man points his gun to calista. Man : aww how can you not remember your friend?? Making a sad pout, he spoke. Aiden : WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?? FUCKER… Shouted Aiden. Man : remember your best friend from childhood. When you both started working for that mafia?

she apologized. He ignored her as they arrived at the museum. They walked through the air conditioner museum,a hissed escaped nafisa's lips, she have brought a jacket and now she is going to freeze to death. She heard the best time to visit the museum is in the evening when the hot burning sun in the city is down. " Hussain, it has been a long time since I have seen you. Was it five years ago?" A man dressed in casual said as he pulled Hussain in for a manly hug. " And this must be our wife" he added making sure to quote Our wife.

"That woman wasn't lying. Not only are we getting paid, but we also get to sleep with such a gorgeous woman! We're in luck!" I knew what they were going to do to me. I was so frightened that I took two steps back. Luckily, I was trained in self-defense. I kicked the first man who pounced on me, but they outnumbered me. I could not fend all of them off. They ripped my clothes off as my screams got drowned out in the music. "Get lost! Don't touch me!" I screamed, crying. I kicked with all my might, but those people seemed to be high on drugs or something. They did not feel pain at all.

I rolled over and grabbed my journal from the floor. I told myself I was going to write about what happened today. About how Lane saw through me. About how it made me feel exposed, vulnerable, disgusting. But that’s not what came out. Instead, I wrote a story. A scene. A fantasy. I didn’t even realize what I was doing until I was already halfway through describing how he stood up from his chair in his office , walked right straight to me, and pinned me to the wall. His mouth found mine like he couldn’t hold back anymore. His hands undressed me with a quiet kind of urgency, as he plunges his dick into my pussy.

He brandished the book he was reading and said to Anna, "Look! Merpeople do exist! Sylvie is a mermaid. She was the one who rescued me from the ocean all those years ago…" "You've lost your mind, Connor." Anna snatched the book and tore out the page that spoke of merpeople before continuing, "Merpeople don't exist! You told me that yourself. You also promised that I'd be the only person you'd ever love. "Do you know that ever since the video of you and Sylvie went viral, I've become a laughingstock in Jewelton? Everyone is mocking me for being deluded and overestimating myself. They all say I'm just Sylvie's substitute!"