Sweet Little Lies

s, the sky dark grey and bleak. Securing her laptop in her bag, she shoved the strap over her shoulder and made her way out. She had sent her administrative assistant

the digital age, they had started to crack the international market. India's social media prowess did not stop

fool the public. It also gave India extra income that could not be controlled by anyone but her. Most of the Mendez fa

ices, wasting away their lives trying to prove something to a man who just didn't care. Snorting to herself, she remembered that she was no better. It was near

t seven years. The streets were busy, the city alive this Friday night. Pedestrians crowded the walkw

ward, India called out t

ntil her cousin picked up, "Hey, I'm a

gh, "She with her secr

o e

ll ever meet this

I think she's trying to keep hi

d facetiously, "

ousin said, "I think he'

t keeping him away from everything or she's somewhat embarrass

h, that would be rich. She's the one t

had gone to a party at his house. It was the first teen party any of them had attended, and they thought it was so cool. Near

the damage was done. Only the three of them, Socks and a few others had actually seen the sight of his cum covered sock, but the nickname somehow stuck. By the time th

searching for a spot to park on the side of the road, trying to avoid pa

ept the rain from hitting her body and messing up her hair as she slid in through the front door. The restaurant was b

re was a secret door in the basement of this very building leading to the underground tunnels that the subway once ran through. The old rail system was abandone

a family claime

above her. Her eyes were studying a single woman by the bar, dragging down her body in a familiar way. She didn

, crossing her legs and

s Wren's heart-shaped li

's c

her pussy in

her water, "How does

it's adorable.

She decidedly ch

CFO, and she had taken to her father's talents, graduating with a Master's in Accounting. Wr

ew hours and spent the last half of the day on my phone

silverware neatly on the table and spreading th

lving a sex wor

seeing the server step up to the table. "Hello,

ase. Whatever

d you like a refill

for him to take, "Yes, I'll

anyone dining tonight. She clocked a few familiar faces, but no one important. A young woma

have any features that would suggest any of the families in the circle. Once she was comfortable a

wn had flourished in recent years, slowly burying its dark history and building its way into a destination city. It was still just as dangerous, but someh

egative or potentially harmful

iculous by the moment. The food was excellent as always, specials made specifically for them by the executive chef.

r friend at the bar. India sipped on her wine, dark fruits the primary flavor, black cherry and pl

e other side of her two-headed coin. Where India broadcasted a lot of her life, he kept his under lock and

ever spoken. For over two decades, the two had steered clear of one another. India had always considered it a move for protection. Not necessarily pro

nes of his face. A jawline that could cut glass and high cheekbones that India envied. It was his eyes that shocked her the most, though. Pictures did him no justice, in all honesty.

but the way he held his brows, slightly furrowed at all times, made them seem darker, more se

mon. At least, that's what the public had always thought. She was sure that within minutes it would be

didn't, though. Instead, he sat back in Wren's seat, chair turned slightly off to the side, so his legs could cross comfortably. The way he lounged back,