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An hour later, I pulled over to my driveway and went straight to bed but I couldn’t sleep that night, trying to come up with a way to save Alicia. All the good memories came back and played over and over again that night—the memories that I was fighting so had to destroy but kept on failing. The good memories then disappeared, allowing that one bad memory that I had of Alicia to keep on playing. The only memory that always clouded the good memories that I had created with her, that one bad memory that made me hate her so much. The thought of the betrayal that I got from her made me so pissed and felt like whatever that she was going through was what she deserved for deceiving me. I had zero

The consequence she had to pay for accepting Kade’s offer in the first place. She hadn’t thought it through. She never did. She was so desperate to save her mother, so terrified of losing her, that she let that one guy she barely knew help her. A guy like him came with shadows and scars and messy worlds like this and she should’ve known. She pressed her forehead against the taxi window as the city lights streaked past. She felt like she was drowning in her own breathing. — (BLACK HAVEN) Black Haven was attacked. Gunshots ripped through the night like a storm tearing a building apart. Sparks snapped like fireworks against metal, bullets shattering glass, exploding against walls, ricocheting a

“Why the hell would I do that?” “Because you’re bored out of your mind,” Marcus shot back. “Because she bruised your ego in front of the whole hallway. And because it’ll be hilarious watching the great Aiden Voss chase a girl who doesn’t want him.” Tyler whistled. “Loser pays for spring break in Santorini. Full crew, private villa, yacht, everything. That’s real money if you fail.”

Right at that time Madarashi pointed his gun towards him. And the leader sarcastically said, “Oh! Oh! Wait a sec, kid. Look I won’t hurt you rather I have an offer for you, join me and leave this weak leader of yours. We can do anything we want, together. We will rule over the country…” After hearing this Madarashi lowered his gun and was looking down. He looked dark. And then said, “You say; you won’t shoot me. But the reality is you can’t shoot me. Because, you are actually running out of bullet, isn’t that right?”

(In Valentino's POV) "È il bastardo morto?" (“Is the bastard dead?”) I asked already knowing that he would never do that because he knew how much I enjoyed killing people. "Nessun capo! Solo catturato." (“No boss! Only captured.”) He answered and I smirked knowing that he will be my new plaything.

It was long overdue, they couldn’t hold back at all. Especially, Nate, he wanted every inch of her body, every inch, he wanted to leave marks of him all over her body and make her his and show her off to the world but he needed to be careful. His lips moved from Sia’s mouth to her throat sucking and licking while some unimaginable sounds escaped Sia’s throat. Those sounds were crazily edging Nate off thedge but she fought to keep his rationality. His dick was thick and hot and was pressing against his pants begging for a release or a way out.

It had been suffocating staying in there with people coming in and out to see me. “You’re stressed too?” I heard Gavin's voice which made me look up at the roof where he was seated with a cigarette in his mouth. “You're back.” “Yeah.” “I didn't know you smoked.” I tilted my head to the side as he got down to stand next to me to look out at the night city below us. “I do it when I'm stressed to the point of irritation.” He smiled while removing the cigarette in his mouth and putting it out. “The rogue attack was just as we feared. They were being experimented on and aren't ordinary rogues.”

I was hitting his chest. "I don't know if love for people is lost due to stress or just covered up by bad things. Of course, I don't know the answer. It took me a long time to process all this. You're right, you're different from your father. You have your own decision and thoughts. Sorry if I was too hasty thinking about your future. That you have no future with me and only your father can give you a better future. I admit, when I saw your wallpaper on your cellphone, I was scared. With you boys it's easy to have a child with someone else and replace the lost one. I feel like I'm left alone in my life, even though you've promised me to help. Thanks for taking care and understanding my art"

I'm extremely sorry to have to post this message, but I really don't have a choice. The Bad Boy's Innocent Obssession will be uploaded in August. Unfortunately, I'm currently working on three of my Exclusives that haven't finished yet and will finish this month. I cannot get into the headspace of writing a bad boy while writing werewolf, billionaire and mafia side by side. I really wish I could, but it's giving me trouble with concentration.

said Alex who would not agree if Emily came with them. "The mosquitoes here are ferocious, look, they're taking their sweet time drinking my blood," Alex continued. "How sweet is your blood? I think the mosquitoes bit you because your blood is bitter!" said Angelina flatly. "If my blood was bitter they wouldn't come back again and again," Alex retorted. "Who knows if it's the same mosquito? I don't think the mosquitoes that bit you won't come back because they're bitter. It will be another mosquito that hasn't tasted your blood before."