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I muttered. Might as well jerk off.

Piccola colomba… sto arrivando per te. Little dove… I’m coming for you. I checked it on translator yesterday. I shook my head quickly, muttering to myself, “It’s just a random message. Probably some idiot’s prank.” My voice sounded weak, even to me. But I had to believe it. If I didn’t, I would lose what was left of my mind.

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' Her mind was blown by too much mystery. "Ven conmigo. Te mostraré el álbum de tu historia de amor con Estefan. Apuesto a que quieres volver a leer sus cartas de amor para ti. (Come with me. I will show you the album of your love story with Estefan. I bet you want to re-read his love letters for you.)" "¿Está escribiendo cartas para mí? (He's writing letters for me?)" "Espero que algún día el dios permita que tus recuerdos vuelvan. (I hope one day the god permits your memories to be back.)"

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I had to act until I was believed. "I really wish I could remember," I replied, trying to sound as sincere as possible. "It's like trying to recall a song where you can't grasp the lyrics, always just out of reach," I added with a hint of frustration to my tone. "But I appreciate your kindness, Your Majesty. Discussing it does bring a certain... comfort, even if the memories remain hidden."

𝙸 𝚃𝚁𝙸𝙴𝙳 𝚃𝙾 𝚁𝙴𝚃𝚁𝙰𝙲𝙴 𝙼𝚈 𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙿𝚂 𝙱𝙰𝙲𝙺 𝚃𝙾 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝙸 𝙲𝙰𝙼𝙴 𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼. "𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙻𝙾𝚂𝚃?" 𝙸 𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙽𝙴𝙳 𝙰𝚁𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙳 𝚃𝙾 𝚂𝙴𝙴 𝙰 𝚃𝙰𝙻𝙻 𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙲𝚄𝙻𝙰𝚁 𝙵𝙸�

Playlist~ Pitbull ft Neyo & Lenier - Me Quedare Contigo Fernando's POV Cont'd "Start talking already, I don't have the whole time in the world" I gestured her with my hand to speak up. "What... are you...talking about?" She stuttered. "You're even stuttering" I snorted and shook my head. "I just want to know why you told your friend I'm a gay. Tell me something, is it because I'm not interested in you?" I teased even though she didn't know I was actually teasing her.

There were just assholes everywhere. “I always felt trapped. I wanted to quit on several occasions but my financial situation held me back,” Amaya shifts her focus back to Anna as she speaks. “Was there any particular reason why you wanted to quit?” “Hey sexy, your lips would work better elsewhere; You look so sexy, I can't take my eyes off you. You would look so good on my bed. I wanted to stop hearing those words,” Amaya answers as she releases a nervous breath after. She balls her hand into a fist, the right palm over the left one as she squeezes it tightly.

I was guilty as charged. "They look like you, Papi..." I whine my voice sounding so small. "Yeah well they ain't me!" "What?" Ok I'm confused now. "I mean they are Me.. You know what I'm still figuring it out ok?" I nod. "Yes I understand. Papi, believe me." He then gives me this crazy sexy smirk lifting up my leg so that my ass is on display for him. "You almost called me, Manny." Uh oh..!