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I call out. I had chosen, Give me more, by Doja cat, Big Boy by SZA and finally Work Song by Hozier. Crazy three songs but I love them. Zane didn't know all the words in Doja Cat's music, but I knew and I kept singing, while he just hummed and grunt beside me, but not stopping. On the third music, I was so invested in the lyrics and since it was a slow song, Zane and I had found our bodies closer to the other.

Alora I think it’s been days, but I really don’t know. They come in here every once in a while and shoot me with some kind of tranquilizer dart. Then while I’m out they undo this fucking thing around my head. Then I get a chance to eat and drink, but then, another dart and another chance for them to put it back on. That bastard from before keeps coming in here. They have me chained and gagged, and then he wrestles me down with the help of his bastard buddies. Then they take turns raping me. Somehow I always heal from what they are doing.

I placed the speaker at the center, crowds filled the front of the cart up and I'm sure they'll calm down in a bit. I dip inside my pocket and brought out my phone, connected it to the speaker, and got stuck while choosing the song to play. Say so by Doja Cat or Savage Love by Derulo? Gosh, I'm so stuck because I love these two songs equally but if I should think in the people plight. Playing say so will get them more scattered but Savage Love has the kind of soothing tone. I pressed on the play and walked to the front… "Can I have your attention please?" They might not even answer me.

Marga POV "No way!" Chloe voice boom inside our dorm. For sure her voice can be heard the other room. This girl have high pitched voice that sometimes I told her to audition in orchestra. "C'mon you look pretty in this!" I said as I tried to convince her. She let out a big groan indicating she's not up for it. Which she is wrong because I am super stubborn and persuasive. "I told you I am not going to wear that. My clothes are all ok. It's very comfortable and I already used to it!" She said and I can't help but rolled my eyes on her.

Her actions had put her in this situation, and she was afraid that she might unintentionally harm me if she continued to do things her way. "You seem really down today, huh?" I said, giving her cheeks a playful pinch to try to cheer her up. "Let me tell you something." As she looked at me expectantly, I continued, "Imagine you have a pair of well-branded sneakers that you've worn for a long time. It seems that the left pair starts to show more wear and tear than the right. It's always tripping you up and getting dirtier faster. Meanwhile, the right pair remains in good condition. One day, while walking down the street, you notice that the left shoe is critically damaged. It's still holding t

Dawn sighed exasperatedly and rubbed her face. "Okay," she said. "how about this, if you accompany me to the beach, you can do whatever you want when we get back" He poked his head up, brows jumping up with interest "anything?" "Yes, anything" she narrowed her eyes into slits. "I get to make love to you wherever I want?". "Yes David" "Counter?" "Yes" "Window?" "Yes, David. Wherever you want" "Handcuffs?" "David!" She gasped.

Knowing Cole Aiden, he wouldn't give her up without receiving something in return. To: +639********* Bring back my cat, you thief! She's not a cat, my cat is lovely, you asshole! Don't you have anything better to do with your life than to irritate me, huh! Can you just leave me alone? From: +639********* Why would I leave you alone? You'll be sad. I don't want you to be sad, so I'll stay beside you, baby. Lara, why are you doing this to me? You always give me a hard time. I always have wet dreams. In my dreams, I'm between your thighs while licking your sweet cat. You scream my name, and you hold my hair tightly, You taste so sweet. I was playing with your bud and you scream my name in pleas

IN HER BEDROOM SHE OPTED FOR PINK TO GIVE IT A BIT OF A CONTRAST AND STILL REFLECT HER GIRLY SIDE. SHE DID NOT OFTEN GET THE CHANCE TO BE A GIRLY GIRL AS HER WORK OUTFITS HAD TO BE PROFESSIONAL. SO SHE OPTED FOR MORE BLACKS AND GREYS, HERE AND THERE SHE WOULD OPT FOR COLOUR LIKE PINK AND YELLOW. SO HER WALK IN CLOSET WAS HER FAVOURITE PLACE IN HER HOUSE AS SHE LOVED SHOPPING AND LOVED DESIGNER HANDBAGS AND SHOES. SHE BELIEVED SHE WAS SOMEWHAT OF A COLLECTOR BUT MIA BELIEVES SHE HAS A SHOPPING PROBLEM. IN HER LINE OF WORK SHE HAD TO WEAR EXPENSIVE CLOTHES AS SHE WAS WORKING WITH BUSINESS MEN AND WOMEN WHO WERE LOOKING AT WHAT SHE WORE.

The injury was from when he cut himself cooking a few days ago. I bought that bandage. It was cartoon-patterned, the kind he laughed at. And the caption read: "When it's true love, you can't wait to walk into marriage. In half a month, I'll be Mrs. Brown." I scrolled all the way down her feed. She was young, fresh out of university. It was Jason's newly hired assistant. They, too, fell in love at first sight. They knew each other for barely two months. Two months. That was enough to take her where seven years with me never had.

Dad wiped my tears gently. When I got to Dad's car, I stopped short, cause there was someone else inside. "Alice, meet my right hand, Beta Noah," my dad said. Feeling awkward, I got into the car and said hello to him, "Hi, I'm Alice." Noah smiled to put me at ease, "Nice to meet you. Alpha King talks about you all the time. You look even prettier than in the photos." My dad always kept a photo of mine with him.