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Sinclair watching us lazily from his seat on the couch, his protruded cock still bobbing as he puffed on his cigar. His eyes met mine and he smirked. Something about how sensual it was made my stomach tickle. He crushed the butt of his cigar on the ashtray, still holding my gaze. He poured whiskey slowly into a glass cup, and my eyes flickered his fingers closed round the glass as he swirled the liquid slowly, and brought it to his lips. When I looked up, his eyes were still holding mine down, black with lust. His gaze flickered down to my breasts, and my stomach kicked when he bit his lips.

Oh, I forgot to introduce myself, I’m Skyler, the girl who stutters through small talk, who hides behind oversized hoodies and thick glasses because words always tangle in my throat when real people are around. It’s unbearable. But, after reading what’s on the cover of this book, I feel my hope starting to rise because this book promises to fix my problem. “Ancient incantations for confidence and connection.” The cover said. I’ve never actually been a fan of occult, but I may as well try, just this once. There are lots of people I’d like to talk to…. I want to be able to talk to the cute barista without my face burning up. Or maybe… more. I want to stand up to Selena and her minions.

And knowing you as well as I do, I imagine it will have been quite a while since my passing before you finally open this letter. "We really did have something beautiful once, and that's why it hurts so much to know you've never loved me. I'm only writing to say one thing—thank you. For seven years, you let me believe in a beautiful dream. Now that it's over, it's time for me to go. Don't waste your time missing me." Conrad read my last note without showing a single flicker of emotion. Then, like a man hell-bent on punishing himself, he pored over the chat records I'd leaked to the paparazzi—reading them once, then twice, then again and again. He drowned in those messages from dusk till dawn.

“I’ve never really thought about it.” “Ali,” she sighs. “Have you even read a good spicy book?” “You mean p**n?” I ask her over a row of glittery vibrators. “Yes I mean p**n!” She exclaims. “Good old fashioned p**n! With some monsters maybe. I feel like you’d enjoy a good monster fucker book.” “I.. don’t know about that.” “Alright,” she says loudly. “There’s a book section over there. Let’s find you a nice steamy one.”

I didn’t look back, because I didn’t want to give myself false hope that he would call me back. “Tell me what happened last night. How did you get out?” Harley jumped up from her favourite bean bag by the stone fireplace and sat next to me on the couch with her legs folded, prepared for the gossip session. She began, “It’s all a little blurry and, yeah, about the spiking you said, it’s true. And ours wasn’t the only ones spiked. Almost everyone was dropping unconscious.” “What?” “There was Rophynol in every soda, vodka, whiskey, and so on.”

He asked, pointing at the plate of tteokbokki, wearing a dangling, cracking smile. "Yeah. You don't eat spicy foods…?" David sharply nodded his head and asked when he caught the ugliness roaming in Travis's smile. "Uh…no! I eat spicy food. I…the food looks good. Can't hardly wait…to taste it!" Awkwardly rubbing his neck, Travis spat and nervously chuckled, his eyes still locked on the tteokbokki.

The good kind. The kind I was done running from. And yes, I was about to have the fuck of my life. THE END (Watch out for my next book xx ^~^ more spicy 🌶️) Coming soon…

The End Insta: @demiah13 ( I post snippets of my upcoming works there) Spinoff to this book is now available: His Blonde Temptress (Luke and Rose's book) Other books: Loving The Enemy (Ace and Ryn's story) Bestfriends Shouldn't Know How You Taste (Blake and Ashley's story)

If I was to crave something else, it will be Spicy noodles, relalispicy ones. But I have been ha ung heartburn slot and the doctor had told me that my baby was going to be very hairy…. But still I oukd eat spicy foods but not with toouch spice as I would have in my foo d on a normal day. “Bet, seafood boil is what I feel like right now!” Lois agreed. “Me too!” Olive also agreed.. Seafood boil all the way!!!!

Thanks for coming this far, dropping a new update soon but till then let me in your thoughts about the book and also check out smitten(a mafia romance) Thank you very much🥰