Romans & histoires Tangled In Real Life

“Where’s the heartbreak? The cheating scandals? The unexpected plot twists?” Gladz chuckled, shaking her head. “Not everyone wants their love life to be a soap opera.” Cassie shot up, eyes sparkling with mischief. “Well, you’re missing out. Love is supposed to be thrilling. The push and pull, the angst, the desperation—” She clutched her chest like some tragic heroine. “Will they? Won’t they? It’s the spice of life!” Mica snorted. “Cass, you’ve been watching too many trashy telenovelas.”

I have never felt this horny before. Lance enters a double door that leads us to another room. It is much darker than the first and the music is more erotic. " This Is a sex dungeon. A lot of people come here for their first time." Cliff informs me and I stare ahead, completely taken aback. Ahead is a man tied to a cross and a lady is spanking him with a whip. The sound is scary and his screams are loud. I look at Lance and he is watching me. I don't know how to feel.

Okay … let’s rather say I dreamed about it … in the past … Cause I’ve learned that real life is no fairy tale. Nope, real life is a frickin horror story. Where Romeo leaves poor Juliet in the tomb to go fuck a slutty brunette on the side. And as if that’s not enough, he’ll move on to the next brown-haired bimbo right the next day. And the next and the next. The universe is cruel and mischievous, that’s for sure. Why else would it give me those eyes meet — BAM — part, just to let fate intervene and twist it into a screwed-up ball of claustrophobic frustration?

"you for real?" "no man i just feel different..." "before you say it" he interrupted, "you're not in love with her dude, she is married to a woodley last time i checked you're a secret billionaire living like a dancer!" he whispered the last part out. "shush someone could be listening" "then let's go men or am telling everyone" "am joining you in a few, promise"