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It's funny how small choices can make us completely lose our way in life. And that's how it was with Jamie, I felt like I was on a merry-go-round of emotions. Each day struggling against the unbridled course of this situation. But you don't know what that's like, do you? Right now I should be feeling guilty, but oh God! I can't, because the devil asked me to dance. And I liked it.
Love blinds people, it is clear. Even if I never believed this before, the reality was there, clearer than crystal clear water.
In fact, looking back more cautiously, I realized that there was really no way that situation could be any other way, I had always been his. Always.
The tattoo on my right wrist told me exactly that.
My thoughts ran differently from the time that passed around me.
The man I was looking at, my executioner, wanted to run towards me and protect me, this man would do anything for me. I dare say this man would die for me. His lips moved, in confusion and nervousness, telling me to get down. He took frantic steps towards me, but was shot in the stomach. My first instinct was to run to him, to see if he was all right. But he kept on shooting the men, not paying any more attention to me. I looked to the side, crystal glasses were exploding, as well as expensive china. I really should duck, protect myself, but I couldn't, I was stuck, in shock.
I turned to the other side and saw Nicole, her bulging six-month pregnant belly making her a nice target, except that Colle was all around her, protecting her so nothing could happen. He was shouting something to me. But I didn't listen either. There were people lying on the ground, and some soldiers exchanging fire.
Something hit my left ear hard. It took me a while to realize that it was a shot, I put my fingers in, feeling the throbbing pain, and my fingers came away wet with blood. My hands trembled, and I finally began to come back to my senses. My name was being called. I knew who it was. My fallen angel. And I wanted to go.
I looked away, and there he was. He was looking at me, in his right hand a Colt 9 millimeter, his eyes were scared, he was afraid for me. Not for him. Never for him.
I saw his lips move slowly.
- It's all right, darling," he said. - It's all right.
I tried to move my foot. But it wouldn't move. I couldn't, my vision was blurring.
- Alice, baby, you need to calm down, it's going to be okay.
The man to my right, the Executioner, caught my eye again. He looked incredulous, observing the whole situation. He shouted at me, telling me to get down. Then he was hit again. Another scream, my fallen angel.
He was trying to get closer, but we were far apart. He shot at a target behind me. Then he was hit once, twice? Countless shots rang out across the hall.
Both of us wounded.
Both needed me.
But only one I loved.
The truth is that I didn't care about anything else, I looked into his eyes and desperation hit me. I couldn't lose him. I loved him. And if everything went wrong, I would be happy to die by his side. Who knows, then we wouldn't finally have our happy ending?
Love blinds people.
Tears streamed down my face.
This was crazy, even if the whole thing didn't kill me, if I survived, it would surely cost me my life at some point.
But, once again, I didn't care.
So I ran towards the man I loved.
- What did you think you would come up here with me for? So we could play with dolls? You wanted to come up, so let's finish this and then you can go, but now, how about showing me how you fuck the other guys? My jaw clenched tightly, it's a wonder I didn't break a molar. What? What kind of girl did he think I was? I was still a virgin! I wasn't a hypocrite, I knew very well how things were done, but I thought it would be more relaxed, I didn't even have to be romantic. It was my first time, I wanted it to be different, not just any old fuck. I was not just anyone, and I had saved myself for a special moment. Okay, I was afraid to tell the truth, after all, what could a virgin offer a guy like him? My thoughts dispersed, I felt the warmth of the closeness of his cock as he pulled my panties aside and penetrated me. - Ahh! another scream. The impression I had, besides the feeling of being invaded, was that they had taken a red-hot branch and stuck it in me. Or a sharp dagger. The pain was excruciating, and I had to practice my doggy breathing, because it hurt like hell. I let out a muffled groan of pain and held his arms so tightly that I watched my knuckles turn white. I don't think he even noticed; because of the drinks or not, he didn't even stop, continuing to thrust one after the other, while underneath him, my tense body was writhing in pain. It was then that something happened that surprised me, he leaned in even closer, dragging his nose across my cheek and my breath caught. It was not a romantic act, it was an act of control. Soon his hand was on my mouth, lowering my disgruntled whimper. Of course, he didn't ask and didn't care if I liked it, he simply pulled out of me and my body screamed with relief, but it was only to roll me onto my back. His spit-moistened fingers poked at my sore and irritated entrance. Soon, he continued to penetrate me while pulling hard on my hair. I felt the first tear resulting from the pain involuntarily drip from my right eye. I never thought I would think this about Luck, but what I wanted most of all was for it to be over soon. - Ahh... girl, you are so hot... I'm gonna cum! He lets out a loud groan and finally pulls out of me. For a moment I feel stupid, dirty. But I can't wait to get away to my friends. I watch as he sits on the bed and removes the used condom. I get up with my dead body, wanting to get out of there as fast as possible. -What do you think you're doing? - His voice is as hard as his body. - I'm not finished with you. Then I laugh a bitter little noise that doesn't belong to me. It's ridiculous. I'm smart, rich, well-educated. I can leave this room whenever I want. He leans into my space, so close that I can smell the spicy notes of his cologne, and with muscles trembling, I brace myself for the onslaught of insults and anger I see in his eyes. But he only repeats - I'm not fucking done yet. - Then he kisses me on the lips. I realized that Luck was an insatiable guy, since that night we fucked twice more before falling asleep.
Darya spent three years loving Micah, worshipping the ground he walked on. Until his neglect and his family's abuse finally woke her up to the ugly truth-he doesn't love her. Never did, never will. To her, he is a hero, her knight in shining armour. To him, she is an opportunist, a gold digger who schemed her way into his life. Darya accepts the harsh reality, gathers the shattered pieces of her dignity, divorces him, takes back her real name, reclaims her title as the country's youngest billionaire heiress. Their paths cross again at a party. Micah watches his ex-wife sing like an angel, tear up the dance floor, then thwart a lecher with a roundhouse kick. He realises, belatedly, that she's exactly the kind of woman he'd want to marry, if only he had taken the trouble to get to know her. Micah acts promptly to win her back, but discovers she's now surrounded by eligible bachelors: high-powered CEO, genius biochemist, award-winning singer, reformed playboy. Worse, she makes it pretty clear that she's done with him. Micah gears up for an uphill battle. He must prove to her he's still worthy of her love before she falls for someone else. And time is running out.
“Drive this woman out!” "Throw this woman into the sea!” When he doesn’t know Debbie Nelson’s true identity, Carlos Hilton cold-shoulders her. “Mr. Hilton, she is your wife,” Carlos’ secretary reminded him. Hearing that, Carlos gives him a cold stare and complained, “why didn’t you tell me earlier?” From then on, Carlos spoils her rotten. Little did everyone expect that they would get a divorce.
Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.
Joelle thought she could change Adrian's heart after three years of marriage, but she realized too late that it already belonged to another woman. "Give me a baby, and I'll set you free." The day Joelle went into labor, Adrian was traveling with his mistress on his private jet. "I don't care whom you love. My debt is paid. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other." Not long after Joelle left, Adrian found himself begging on his knees. "Please come back to me."
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"