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I muttered, cleaning my face with a handkerchief. Julian laughed like a fucking maniac and I was pissed. "No one will ever love you, Alex because you are so pathetic. That was why your fiancee left you and came to me, years ago," he mocked. My hand balled into fists and I punched his face. Julian groaned in pain but he still managed to be composed. "Tell Ava how much I love her!" He yelled on my way out. I rolled my eyes, slamming the door shut. Julian is a fucking freak, he doesn't seemed moved by the situation. Walking into the house, i met Diamond and Aiden sitting on the couch holding hands.

She trails her index finger along the tattoo on my torso, it's barely a touch, she's just ghosting her finger along the ink but it still makes my skin feel fuzzy, my stomach tightens and my dick twitches. I swallow. "You didn't think so?" I grasp her hand then I play with her fingers so she doesn't think anything of it. "I thought it was one of those good-bad movies." She's now tracing the ink on my fingers, "What do these letters stand for?" She examines the letters on each finger. A, M, L, R. Staring down at the letters, I smile, "Aron, Mariana, Luna and Regina. Mi familia." I drag my eyes back to her face.

His thrusts grеw morе еrratic, morе frеnziеd, еach onе a sеaring brand lashing across hеr sеnsеs. Sarah tееtеrеd on thе еdgе of thе abyss, еvеry fibеr of hеr bеing coilеd taut in brеathlеss anticipation of thе rеlеasе that dancеd maddеningly just out of rеach. Shе nееdеd it, cravеd it with a hungеr so primal it dеfiеd rationality.

Without a word, Ryan shoved a file toward her. The papers inside spilled out in a messy scatter—photos, surveillance reports, old news clippings. Claire picked up a photograph, her fingers trembling slightly. A man stared up at her from the glossy print. Sharp, calculating eyes. A thin, cruel smile. An aura of malice that bled straight through the paper. "Who is he?" she whispered. "Julian Crane," Ryan said, his tone dripping with disgust. "Ex-business partner of my father’s. Betrayed him years ago. We thought he was finished... but he’s been plotting in the shadows."

Celeste said firmly “What?? We told you we were against that plan, that was why we asked for your help” Ralph lamented “I’m not done talking. Can you just allow me to finish?” Celeste asked. Ralph nodded, knowing that he had to let her speak.“I’m sorry for interrupting, you can go ahead” Celeste let out a sigh of relief and continued, “As I was saying, Lovette and Gabriel will tie the knot, but the twist is that it won't be Lovette getting married, it will be me in her shoes," she explained with a smile.

I said with greeted teeth. "Let's go Wulan, somebody's coming." Gani pulled my arm. "Wait and see what I can do to you Elena." I said and hurriedly followed Gani. As I turned my back I even heared her laugh like a crazy bitch. "She's a fairy Wulan! Stop being so hopeless!" She shouted. "She's crazy dude, who is she?" Gani asked while we are running. "She is Elena, the one who's obsessed with me." I said in gritted teeth remembering the face of that bitch.

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Seasons, they come and go, sometimes when we least expect or don’t want them to. After a couple of months of enjoying her relationship with Lewis, after countless dates, hanging out by the lake, sex in the shower and all the nasty stuff the end of a season was knocking. Lewis was starting to revert back to his earlier days slowly, step by step while frank, the demon that she was trying to cast out was still stalking her. She would close her eyes during yoga and open them only to see him. He even pretended to be a cleaner in the office just to see her. It was starting to get really serious and funny. It was no secret that he was obsessed with her.

Everything smelled faintly of lavender and night air, yet it all felt wrong. She shut the door softly, as if loudness might break something fragile that hadn’t already shattered. At her desk, the laptop's glow painted her face in shifting light. The cursor blinked on an empty document, she stared at it until her eyes blurred. She’d opened and closed the same file at least ten times, trying to write, trying to feel normal again. Every sentence she typed came out twisted— brittle. Delete. Type again. Delete. The memory replayed in fragments. The tension in Xander’s eyes, the way his voice broke between anger and desperation, the moment his hands gripped her arms too tightly.