Novelas y relatos de Perfection Addiction Movie

Half of me wanted to reach out to her, but the other half. Well, the other half didn’t know what it wanted. “What is happening?” I asked Charlie, who had already returned with the envelope. “I am sure I asked them to fucking not go through with it” he hissed in frustration, my whole world playing like a film before me. I wanted everything to stop, but it looked like the universe had a mind of it’s own, because the video seemed to drag on forever. Several gasps and high-pitched whispers tore across the room, their tone condescending as they judged her.

I switch it on then looking for entertainment news or show then suddenly a news caught my attention. ‘Breaking news one of the hottest supermodel now in America Miss Shane Sandoval is in a relationship now with her co-model Alexa Gray.’ My tears ran down to my face immediately watching Shane’s interview together with her new partner. They’re so sweet together, like a perfect couple of the century. I stand up but my legs are shaking and my body is trembling in anger. I'm lost now. I lost the woman that I love so dearly with all of my heart because of that one stupid mistake.

Sienna stared at the bathroom mirror, the steam from the hot shower fogging the glass, blurring the woman she used to be. She had crossed lines she could never uncross. The thrill had become a living thing inside her chest. It pulsed louder every time she let him in, every time she felt him against her skin while her husband slept above them. She was addicted, and addictions never ended clean. The phone buzzed against the counter. She didn’t need to look. She already knew who it was.

“There’s eggs on the counter and bread in the toaster. You better eat something too if we’re going to spend the majority of our day in a hospital.” Will was now drying his hair off with his towel. God. Everything this man did was sexy. I bit my bottom lip…. Which obviously gave away what I was thinking. When Will looked at me and saw my face, he swiftly moved over towards me and started kissing my neck. Ugh. I wanted to give in to him more than ever. “Maybe I should…” my thought process was interrupted since he was now working his way down my body again. Let’s be real. There is no way I was stopping him at this point. I grabbed on to the bathroom counter for support as chills rang throughout

Sophia’s shadow lingered, but our extreme, joyful addiction remained the core of our perfect, happy relationship, stronger, filthier, and more addicted with every chapter. The drive back from the cabin was thick with lingering lust. My body was still sore and leaking traces of Marcus’s cum from the final morning anal session on the cabin deck, my holes stretched and sensitive with every bump in the road. The isolation had been pure primal heaven, screaming orgasms echoing through the woods, his fists and cock destroying me without limits, but the city and Sophia’s shadow waited. Marcus’s phone had buzzed with a missed call from her during the drive. “She left a voicemail about needing to ‘fi

However, Claire suddenly widened her eyes and pointed at the woman assaulting me on screen, shouting, "Honey, I know who that person is now! It's not me!" She looked at me with loving eyes and said, "Honey, there's actually something I've never told you. Ever since my legs were paralyzed, my mental health has been unstable. I often dream that I can stand up, only to wake up and realize I'm still disabled. Later, I became so disoriented that I couldn't tell reality from dreams anymore." She continued, "I've seen a doctor about it, and she can testify for me! I must have been in a dissociative state, so I manifested a second personality. She's the one who hurt you, not me!"

And right now, with Seraphina beneath me and daylight streaming through the windows and Elena somewhere in this house, probably awake, probably wondering where I am— I don’t care. That’s the truth of it. The ugly, inexcusable truth. I don’t care. I push her legs apart and she opens for me immediately, already wet, already ready, and when I slide inside her, the rest of the world disappears. This is what addiction feels like, I think dimly as I start to move. Not the high itself, but the way it makes you stop caring about everything you’re destroying to get it. The way it narrows your entire existence down to this one need, this one sensation, until nothing else matters.

Maybe if we were still together, he wouldn't have been thinking of something like that", I thought as I left to give the weekly attendance to my assistant. I headed back as I saw Abigael head bent, her earpiece placed in both ears. I glanced at the video she was watching, my eyes almost popping out of its place. On the screen was the title of the movie 'Addicted to you". I saw as the older guy tried to force the young guy into having sex with him. The other guy tried his best to stop him but the young guy dominated him, making him give in. I felt my eyes blurry as I held the chair which startled Abigael as she paused the movie and removed the earpiece turning to see me. " Sorry to startle yo

"She wasn't perfect. And she thought us to always see the light, something her mother thought her. I couldn't imagine the smile on her face right now-" "She relapsed, she became an addict. She was a stripper, she wasn't perfect but she lived a better life than most of us-" "That is what made her perfect. Her flaws and her imperfections. She always wanted a happy ending, one that she really didn't get" "I hope she does get that in the afterlife. Ruby lived and she lives on. In our heart" I concluded before dropping the microphone to their applauds. I heaved a deep breath, not realizing tears streamed down my cheeks. But i smiled.