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, Mark!

ng down my eyes, my mascara running wild across my cheeks. I felt like

ing another girl so fucking wildly, like some unhinged animal. My screams pierced thr

idiot I was, I had believed him. And now? Now I had caught him balls-deep with

e tears streaming down my face like a volcanic breakdown. The streets

l areas was nothing to write home about. Jus

d lights flashed in the distance-an un

riosity momentarily cu

muttered, my pace quickening wi

e rushing out. I couldn't tell if he was crying or i

his voice breaking. "He... he f

, arms wrapped around my brother's shoulders. S

ered, the word bare

ng into me, confirming the brutal reality.

s morning, and now, he

her's death-one month of suffocat

uch," I said, hugging my mother with an int

" my mother pleaded, her voice a m

en I go to the city, I will work so hard to make ends meet. I'l

oing to give my family a better life, even if it meant traveling to live wi

ed luxury so loud it could wake the dead. I couldn't tell if I was dreamin

m where you will be provided with anything you want," an old man said. He looked like he'd stepped out

r; two maids carried my bags as I made my way through t

designs I had ever seen-if I had ever truly s

ck. Disbelief. A tor

sn't mine. No, I

most crashing into the maid stan

d "butler gave me a

need a better place to stay? Or

my head

ill looking around my room that could l

o'clock, and the world outside looked like liquid darkness. I always loved the sound o

n't know where I was heading but I guessed I could explore th

ked and I was increasi

, gripping the door handle with rising frustration. One sharp breath. One clic

causing me to shiver. I clutched my rob

n waiting

just a voice-a bass-thick, heavy tone that sent shivers down my s

sitting on a chair that looked like the ones I saw on TV, those that

. He wasn't just fucking drop-dead gorgeous; he was fucki

of his dark torso hair going

rather than standing there watching?

g, my head racing with so many thoughts. Who the

ome over h

triking gaze toward me. Unintentionally, I found myself walking toward him like

f on top of him, his hand wrapped around my ass cheek, holding firmly and squeezing and kneading it

t and electricity and desire and a grip of we

and what the hell