Stop Messing Around Novels & Stories

Stop thinking about it! ****

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"I've got better things to do than stay in bed all day, old man." "Such as what?" Lara said, terrified that she had already figured out the answer. He cryptically replied, "Unfinished business." "Forget it if you mean returning to Africa and being shot again." "You're not my keeper, Lara, so don't tell me what to do." "No, I'm the woman who loves you."

Things cannot get messier. Fuck. Me.

He hurriedly calmed down and continued the busy work. Anna stood up and looked at Ricky quietly. Her icy tone carried a sense of warning, "Whatever you do next time, be careful. Don't make such a stupid mistake again."

Ryder Lila swallowed hard. Her voice came out small and shaky. “But I can’t help it. I can’t—” “You have to!” I cut in, louder than I meant to. My eyes widened as the words rushed out. “Please. You know it can never work between us.” She stood up slowly. Her movements were careful, like she was afraid the floor might crack under her. “Why not?” I shifted back instinctively. “Stop, Lila.” I shook my head and raised my hand, palm out, taking a step away from her. “Just… fucking stop. Fuck!” The word tore out of me sharper than I intended. It echoed in the quiet room.

Walking slowly at first to make her stiff muscles relax after hours of sitting in a single position. He wasn't relieved one bit for a week. The situations were getting worst. Convincing Auclairs were harder especially when the fucking snitch wouldn't leave a clue of his existence. He struggled to keep track of all of his businesses at once and take care of Auclairs like childish toddlers. His frustration was testing his patience. As much as tense he would work throughout the day, the relaxed he would become at night.

"Stop." "Make me."

Finishing the job. ****😑****

“Stay still. It won’t take long.” “No! No, stop…”