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His leg pushes the door closed as his mouth kisses down my neck. My hands move grasping at his shirt and pulling it as his hands pull the dressing gown off me. I moan as his hands gently stroke down my body, our bodies ending up entwined on the floor. My legs wrap around his body as his fingers tangle into my hair our mouths pressing against each other’s as I feel his cock pushing into my sex. My moans grow as his hips move, his body rolling over so that he is above me. His hands grasp my wrists and pin them above my head as his hips move faster, a scream escaping my mouth. My hands fight to free themselves as he keeps going, my moans turning to screams again as I orgasm. His own groan mimic

She covered her nose and walked back into the house, pointing the camera inside. "Look. Miles has turned the house into a landfill. "I want to bring him back too, but look at how filthy he is. How am I supposed to bring him home like this?" I felt terribly wronged and muttered stiffly, "I'm not filthy." What can a five-year-old do? I've been dead for five years, and you still don't know. "Let me see Brother's house! I want to see!" A bright, lively voice came from the video. An eight-year-old boy in a little suit appeared on the screen, looking like a small prince.

I marched straight to the bar, pulled out the gold card Damian had given me, and slammed it onto the sticky counter. "Drinks for everyone in here," I told the bartender, my voice loud and wild over the roaring music. "Put it all on this. Keep them coming." The announcement sparked a sudden, chaotic cheer through the crowded room. Strangers swarmed the bar, raising glasses to me, shouting words I couldn't hear over the bass. I didn't care. I grabbed a shot glass, swallowed the burning liquid, and followed it with another. And another. The alcohol hit my empty stomach like fire, blurring the sharp edges of my reality until the memory of the makeup stain and the stolen cologne felt miles away.

The whole place felt quiet and empty. I had brought Justin here once before, wanting him to see the home I grew up in. However, he thought it was too cold and lifeless, so he didn’t want to stay long. Yet, compared to Dad’s new house, I thought this place still felt warmer. After Mom passed away, my stepmother showed up with her daughter. Not long after, Dad and she had a son together. Just like that, the small family Dad and I once had turned into a household of five. He was no longer just my dad, and that home was no longer just mine.

It slows right in front of me, and for a second, I think it’s going to stop. Maybe hitchhiking is a better idea than waiting for a cab. I step toward the street—and then it accelerates. The tire sinks into a puddle, and a mix of water and mud explodes straight at me, ruining my immaculate skirt. “Damn idiot! Are you blind or what?” I shout, furious, trying to see the jerk hiding behind the tinted window. The window rolls down slowly. Shamelessly. A long arm appears first. The sleeve of a black suit fits it perfectly, revealing a small but impossible-to-ignore tattoo on his wrist: a Roman numeral five.

Will they find each other again even in a completely new world? Tell me what you think! Will they remember? Will they find each other? How does this new reality work?! Chapter 56 is NEW BEGINNINGS and everything starts over! END OF CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE

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