The Lies That Loved Me

Chapter 2 DRUNK

Word Count: 1220 | Released on: 21/05/2025

ound the cold stainless steel that was my fortress at the moment. Imbibing a half bottl

efied. I opened my eyes and regarded my onlookers who all

orty pounds heavier than when they'd first tied the knot to d

blurry vision Mr. Mysterious in Black was present. Ensconced i

ever danced with anyone; merely sat in his booth a

en. If such was the case, it would be a complete waste. I'd never seen him up close because I con

All dark-haired, square-jawed and high levels of intensity. Viewing him up cl

hing a coquettish smile. His response was a disapp

And his ass should've been glad for it, considering the innumerable times

etter word. And strange. He only dressed in black and no one seemed to have any info o

s, closing my eyes and allowing myself to float away on the waves of Michael Jackson's Dirty Dia

ed myself to this 'job', and was now so disoriented. Feeling like breaking E

n a heap on the stage, I was too soused to even attempt lifting a finger, so I just laid the

lt hands holding my arms and legs, and my body being rescued off the stage. Soon I

n my surroundings. Catching a familiar form, my eyes tentativ

his black muscle-shirt stretched helplessly over his fu

ong with you tonigh

oom. Bright round bulbs lined above rows of make-up mirrors; each had a fully or hal

re strewn about, as dancers milled in and out. Pleased to

id, "I just fell on my ass straight from a

trying to defy me. I told y

How the hell am I supposed to make money? I'm not allowed to dance with any

don't need the money. Why do

t him as if he'd spok

ing my good-for-nothing-but-trouble drug dealer of a boyfrien

to Carmela, in which I'll be out on my ass if I don't have

rm across my face. "I won't eve

la ," he gently removed my hand from my face and looked down

n't need to be here. T

or me. I'm with you on tha

of ice and a bottle of Club Soda. Taking the tray from her, he poured the Club So

hated being drunk. I needed nothing more than t

ure panty-dropping smi

revealed that I-know-something-that-you-don't-know exp

eaving through my intoxicated brain about Eric's inexplicable b

ina. I nee

can assure you, Patrón is nobody's friend," Tina sa

ou'll start out doing things that's just not

response. Far too inebr

home. You seem a little out of it. Sleep i

ument

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“Daniella Marc never expected kindness. Not from the world. Not from people. And definitely not from love. She'd learned early on-pain was constant, trust was dangerous, and hope was a lie wrapped in a prettier lie. Until him. He was everything she wasn't-wealthy, wild, untouchable. The charming boy with the crooked smile who looked at her like she was the only person in the world that mattered. He gave her everything she'd never had-a friendship that felt like home, a love that made her feel seen, and a future she almost believed was possible. Almost. Because love, like all good things, came with a price. And Daniella paid in heartbreak. Then fate did something rare-it offered her mercy. A twist of tragedy that erased her past and all its scars. She became someone new, someone untouched by pain. For seven years, she lived in blissful ignorance... until the past came knocking. Now, a man dressed in black has crashed into her world-intense, dangerous, and impossibly familiar. He stirs something inside her. Something forbidden. Something lost. Something she doesn't understand. She tries to resist, to run, to forget... but how do you run from a soul that's already entangled with yours? As the dreams begin-dark, intimate flashes of a life she can't remember-Daniella realizes that the man she should hate might just be the one her heart never stopped choosing. But the closer she gets to the truth, the more tangled the lies become. And this time, if she falls again, she may not survive the landing.”