Romans & histoires Waifu Delilah Leaked

Let me give it more time. Once I get to my room I run to where my things are. I have not finished unpacking yet. I am still hoping something would happen and I will be out of here before I know it. I managed to bring Delilah’s journals with me. I have read them enough times to have them memorized, but maybe I missed something. How comes in their whole six year relationship, there is no mention of a child. It seems like a very huge thing to pass over, especially someone who mentions her outfits in the journal.

And I'd thrown it away. My orgasm hit. Sharp. Unsatisfying. Left me empty instead of sated. I rolled over. Pressed my face into the pillow. And cried. --- Day two was worse. Maya called. "You're avoiding someone," she said. "I'm not." "Liar. Is it the physicist?" Silence. "Delilah. What did you do?" "I left." "Left what?" "Him. After. We had sex and he said he loved me and I panicked and left while he was sleeping."

"We need to talk about Delilah." Rafael raised an eyebrow. "I thought we already did." "Not all of it." Luca's jaw tensed. "This again?" Matteo met his brother’s eyes. "You remember the Barcelona mission. Five years ago. You lost half your unit. You said it was an ambush." "Because it was." Matteo nodded. "Because someone sold your coordinates." Rafael sat up straighter. "What are you saying?" Matteo’s voice was low, steady. "Delilah did it. She sold out Luca’s team for money. I found the transfer records. The timing lines up. And the buyer? Vasquez."

-Leia- “Tell me you didn’t,” Delilah says when I’m halfway into telling her about what happened last night. I groan and lay my head in my hands, shaking my head. “He was even kind enough to leave a Plan B pill for me this morning.” We planned to have brunch yesterday already, and after what happened in the club and at home, I knew I needed to tell her everything. “Leia, the man sleeps with different women every night!” she exclaims softly, looking around and making sure no one heard her. “How do you know he hasn’t-”

A video popped up from an unknown address, and she frowned as she took the phone. She tapped to play the video. On the screen, Tristan stood before the camera, his smile looking unnervingly pale. Behind him, two figures were bound to chairs, their bodies exposed. It was Delilah and Marvin. In front of him was a phone that was live-streaming the scene. He held a sharp dagger in his hand and walked toward Delilah, peeling the tape off her mouth. With extreme fear, Delilah shook her head vigorously as she pleaded, "Tristan, it's me, Lila! What are you…"

It was at the tip of everyone's tongue, Delilah Ekalot lost her memories as a result of the coma and Dimitri Adams instigated they stay together to deceive the public. Dimitri hisses on the sight of the news, it was obvious Fiona leaked the news and the media decided to have fun and exaggerate part of it. "What are you reading ?" Delilah ask strutting over to Dimitri "Nothing.." before he could exit his tweeter Delilah quickly snatched his phone away from him, she looks over the phone and then back at him. "Why are you hiding this from me ?" Delilah asked with a frown. "I've seen this already." She tossed his phone back to him and walks out of his sight.

The only person not supposed to have left the capital but somehow had extensive knowledge of the outside world. My eyes moved to Mina, and my heart thudded once more. I suspected before, but— Luna Natalie’s words confirmed it for me. “No,” Delilah started to whisper. Open-mouthed as she shook her head. From her eyes I could tell she knew my mind. “B-but it doesn’t make sense.” She muttered out loud again. “She– I saw the records. She was neutered in front of the court.” But even as she spoke, her words got weaker and weaker. Then her pale turned deathly pale. “Fucking hell. It wasn’t her, was it?”

“I told you not to worry yourself too much about that, Lilah.” Karina yelled as she dragged her friend towards the ice cream vendor across the street. It was a long day at school, the noise, annoying teachers and the crazy boys in her class, everything just everything sets her at the edge…as if her day couldn’t get any worse, Delilah is still melancholic about the photos of the celebrity’s wife that got leaked. “Unless you were the one who posted it, I don’t see a reason why you should still be sad about it.” Karina added when she didn’t get a response from her friend.

*Lunch with bae after having a crazy se* in the office, am I not professional enough to fuc* my beautiful girl everywhere in the office? “He moved on?” Delilah’s eyes wailed up tears without any delay. A soft moan was heaved by her lips when she saw his Insta story. There were countless half images of either that girl in the bed, or holding hands with him. Delilah followed the girl’s profile from the tags and her whole account consisted of Dallin, without showcasing his face much. Her heart was beating loudly in her chest as she anxiously kept scrolling through their profiles.

I looked up to find my mate smirking devilishly as his beta chuckled from the driver's seat. He looked at his beta and then at me, "Did you really think we won't know the little game you were playing behind our back?" Beta clicked his tongue, "Click of the clutch, tapping sound, erratic heartbeat...you know, wolf hearing...?" My jaw clenched as they continued laughing at me. My mate powered off my phone and tossed it into my clutch and then started fumbling with my things until he fished out the card I was given at the ball bearing my information. Raising it in front of his eyes, he read aloud, "Delilah Dimitri..."