One Touch of Serenity

No

lasses as well as the fireworks that shot up in the sky made thirty-nine-year

hugging those closest to her, she knew in her h

ombustible device producing a striking display of lig

mpagne to her lips. She smiled to herself, looking one last time at the displ

walked back in, Hannah Morales felt her chest tight. It was s

s a fuck about welcoming the new year with someone? You have been doing fine al

prise as she wondered about the beautiful illu

rolled

help but wonder somet

out

n decisions I took"

to herself to always support Hannah's choices. Which is why when Hannah told her of her plans of selling her father's business, Rachel supported her and helped her find a buyer. When Hannah told her about her need to gain back control in her, Rachel supported her, an

re you're coming from, but I don't think it's a good ide

when her gaze landed on a

oy toy for the week. In the meantime, have some fun" before Hannah could reply

get away from the crowd of people. She was going to take R

needed to colle

leading to the hallway which ha

ng to process her sudden need to dominate, she found herself trying to start up a business sh

nah. On nights when Hannah would wake up at night screaming and sweating because she dreamt of h

b, because she felt in charge, she couldn't stay there forever. Sometimes, she'd crash at Rachel

s everyday monotony. No one could ever imagine that Hannah Mo

st of tonight, Hannah walked back downstairs w

ngratulated her for throwing a bomb-ass party. She smiled back at them in

s didn't see the silhouette standing before her and bumped into them, causing

r breath hitched as the silhouette befor

nnah saw her. Her Amazonian figure sat well on her wafer-thin body. She had a decanter shaped waist and her complexion had an impeccable, ochrous hue. Her p

on, her Venus-red fingernails clinged firmly to the glass of Champagne on her left hand, whilst her other hand swam through her glorious tumble of star beam-gold hair. Spools of it plunged around h

the young girl's scrolled ears and her elegant nose

It wasn't until she felt a hand on her shoulder that she came back to herself. She yelped at being caught. Her languid eyelashes of velvet-blac

was on her shoulder gently shook he

d she found herself swooning and her legs turning to jelly O as if

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