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The next chapter will be spicy (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧ Please enjoy (^⁠‿⁠^⁠) ser feliz 🌹

The pain that tears through me no longer has anything in common with the methodical pricks of the needle; it’s a detonation, a fire that suddenly ignites every nerve in my hip to climb back up along my spine like a flow of lava, an agony so white, so total, so blinding that it shatters in an instant all the dikes I had erected, and I hear a scream tear through my vocal cords, an animalistic, primal sound that I didn’t know myself capable of producing, a howl that springs from the depths of my belly to shatter against the walls of this bedroom that has suddenly become a torture chamber, and I collapse forward, my forehead almost hitting the mattress, my entire body shaken by uncontrollable sp

I ordered my favorites and our food arrived so fast. I was drooling over the smoking hot spicy stew on a bowl and scooped a spoonful. “Delicious,” I mumbled after tasting it. He also tried the soup but he couldn’t take it. It was too spicy for his tongue and he always mentioned that the burning sensation he got from eating spicy food was always excruciating. “How can you enjoy something like this, Bethany?” He asked in disbelief. “Because I love it and I am used to it,” I replied, then a few moments of silence followed. Then, he informed me that we would return to Claybourne because of my condition.

"There's a spot on the top floor that's supposed to be amazing. But quick question - can you actually handle spice?" "I'm down to try." Just a few words, but that stubborn fire in Cassandra's eyes flared up fast. Seraphina hadn't expected that - the jab was mostly playful. Still, if Cassandra wanted to play hardball. She brought her to a restaurant infamous for its 'melt-your-face' level spice. Something in Seraphina's alpha instincts stirred - darkly amused - as she pointed out the hottest items, the ones marked with triple chili warnings. Watching Cassandra gasp, down water like her life depended on it, her lips and eyelids turning red and puffy, gave Seraphina a strange, quiet thrill. I

“I'll order something.” I glanced through the menu indecisively and sighed. Even my favourite meal didn't make me excited like it used to. I turned to the waiter. “Just get me anything spicy.” He blinked. “Yeah, something spicy.” I needed something to distract me from this crazy thought. “How spicy?” “Spicy enough to make me cry..” Scott laughed softly. "That's crazy... Are you sure you're fine? Why would you want to cry?" "I'm fine." “Alright, Ms. Coming right up.” The waiter said.

As Sky grows up her experiences will as well. From here on out Sky and the rest of her friends are becoming more grown up and we will embark with her on the journey of growing up. I don't write a ton of spice, but it is implied. When I add spice to the story I will indicate with a🌶️ before and after. It will not usually affect the story itself if you choose to skip it, but since there has been little to no spice in the story so far, I feel like giving a warning to those who may way to move past it quickly.

She looked at Thomas very contemptuously and said disdainfully, “You’re asking me to eat less spicy food? My lovely Mr. Mayo, do you know where I am from?” Someone on the side explained, “Mr. Mayo, you may not know, but Mrs. Martin can take a lot of spicy food as she is from Astrus City.” Samantha had been eating spicy food since she was a child. She could have nothing for three meals a day, but she could not live without chili. She was a typical girl from Astrus City. Her body had adapted to spicy food a long time ago. Curry chicken at this level was nothing to Samantha.

He kissed me hot and deep, making me moaned as I grind him harder. I was frustrated as hell, his jealous rage made me too fucking horny. I decided to get up and slowly strip myself naked, I was soft and smooth from the spa and glistening with arousal. I was very naked down there, then I was back kneeling between his thighs. But moments later he got me up slowly and latched his sexy lips between my legs, he was inhaling my delicious tropical smell. "Fucking hell baby you smell so good. That spa thing, you should keep going there. I'm liking you smoothness and delicious smell, I could devour you instantly." He told me huskily, his hands were on my ass cheeks squeezing them.

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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.