Novel & Cerita Shameless Blake Collins

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Collins made a sad face then raised his hands in the air dramatically making Becca roll her eyes, irritated at his mother for a second. “Dude, you are almost eighteen, you should tell her you don’t want to eat veggies every day of your life!” Becca chuckled as she talked. Collins had always acted like a little child, he had low self-esteem and he was always shy. The reason being tagged as abnormal was just because he chose to be gay. Only if people knew that Collins was the most adorable person on earth. After hugging Collins, Becca took a cab home. She was about to go into the house when she heard the voice of her father, he was shouting at her mother.

Surely dad would have noticed if there was magic at play. I meet his eye and he grins, showing me his impossibly perfect smile. His plump lips are moist, his face impeccably clean shaven. My breath catches in my throat and I realize I'm beginning to get aroused … at the fucking dinner table in front of my family and some total strangers. CALM THE FUCK DOWN LIVVIE! “Collins actually, Tyson Collins, it’s a pleasure to meet you … Livia,” he replies, not breaking eye contact with me for a second. Is this a challenge?

she said. He smirked. “I thought about it. We were alone, but I got distracted by your charms.” Lexi was about to throw up in her mouth. She couldn’t believe she fucked this guy. He was a murderer and criminally insane. “You weren’t really a virgin, were you?” “Oh, no. I was,” Blake said with sincerity. “Even after I became disenchanted with the church, I didn’t take a woman. I didn’t really feel comfortable until you came along.”

She makes her way next to her and stops next to her as she pretends to buy fruit from the same spot where the girl is buying. "Shit! I'm nervous as fuck Blake!" He says nervously, running his fingers through his hair. Blake chuckles, looking at both girls as they begin to talk. "Well, maybe you should go and talk to her before my wife embarrasses you and calls you out. You know she will too." He tilts his head and grabs a small hand made rattle in front of him. Gesturing towards the old man and giving him a fifty dollar bill in his hand. "You gotta stop buying shit! Seriously. " Damian says nervously, making Blake chuckle.

Blake concluded and before anyone could say another word, he dashed out of the house. Dawson resumed throwing tantrums as soon as Blake was off sight, jolting Chloe out of her disbelief of Blake's abrupt character. No doubt she knew Blake was outrightly blackmailing Dawson with his words and this attitude seemed unusual to her. The Blake she knew is usually very shy and considerate but now– "Why does he have that old fool? His identity is going to be f*cking exposed! My three years of hard work and just when I was finally going to have the Mine–"

Blake continued, “and someone I met while expanding into Formula One racing. We connected over our work, and yes we're dating. We enjoy role playing in our relationship and that evening, she chose to cosplay as a stripper with my full knowledge and approval. I find it unfortunate that the personal choices of two consenting adults are being twisted into something shameful. I would also like to make something very clear, if I were the kind of man who paid for sex workers or lived the lifestyle I’ve been accused of, my reputation would have been destroyed long before now. To prove this, I am willing to personally donate one million dollars to any sex worker who can step forward truthfully and s

I admitted, feeling my cheeks heat up. "Then that's all that matters." “But he’s just so well put together.” “You’ll do great,” my uncle says, giving me a gentle nudge toward the door. I watched this man glide toward me. Suddenly, I felt underdressed. My semi-casual outfit paled in comparison to how he appeared. I felt like a fixer-upper who needed complete renovation. "Hi, Treasure, I’m Blake Crenshaw," he introduced himself, his deep tenor voice triggering butterflies to tussle in my stomach for the first time.

It had protected him, elevated him, and fed his arrogance. Without it, he was nothing but an exposed, frightened man standing under bright lights, surrounded by people who had finally seen through him. Before Sheldon could respond, hurried footsteps echoed from the side of the hall. Instantly, one of Jack’s men rushed forward, his face pale, sweat lining his forehead. He was gasping, as though he had run a long distance without stopping. “Mr. Collins,” the man said, struggling to catch his breath, “Hurst Corp has blacklisted the Collins family.”

“Hell must have frozen over.” “Or he finally hit rock bottom.” I pull up the thread. Read it again. “I don’t forgive him. Not yet. But this is, it’s something.” “It’s growth. Or the beginning of it.” Lena checks her phone. “Also, Camille Brooks just posted something. You should see it.” My stomach drops. “What now?” She shows me. I*******m post. Camille in a studio. Professional makeup. Serious face. **Big interview dropping tonight. Vanessa Hart speaks her truth about the Blackwood scandal. You won’t want to miss this. 9 PM EST. Link in bio.**