Fleeing To Your Heart

Fleeing To Your Heart

By:  Joie Mojica  Ongoing
Language: English
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Genevive wants full control of her life. With the help of her friend Ariel, she runs away from meeting his future husband only to find herself entangled in the complicated life of a popular pop-rock band while slowly and deeply falling in love with Seven. Will she continue fighting for her love even if it meant fighting against all that Seven has ever dreamed off?

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Chapter 1 - The Escape

“You’ll be in big trouble.”“I already know that.” There was a hint of sarcasm as I looked back at the small window of the bathroom stall where my bestfriend Ariel was standing, pushing the backpack that she prepared for my escape.My escape. As exaggerated as it may sound, I found this very moment as my escape. The Coachella was the perfect event, the only event that I had to get away from all the craziness in my life right now. I just turned 21 and in a few weeks I would be shipped out to marry someone I barely know. I was being sacrificed to grow my father’s empire even bigger.It took a lot of time convincing my Dad to allow me to consume my tickets for the Coachella this year. I told him it was my last hurrah before shipping out to some secluded farm in Italy. Before meeting someone’s CEO’s son who is most probably like me, trapped in this business deal forged by our powerful parents.Of course I was not allowed to go out that easy. I had two bodyguards with me. “In case I did
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Chapter 2 - The Intruder

I knew something was wrong the moment I opened the door to my bedroom. The scent of lavender and sandalwood was definitely lingering inside my bedroom. It was almost comforting if only I was not certain that someone is inside my room.This is nothing knew to me. I had a lot of experiences with girls managing to get around security and find their way inside my trailer. Eversince the band started to get noticed, especially on social media, break-ins like this were already too common for me. It was a mix of the weird and crazy, thank God nothing dangerous so far.But this time its different.Instead of the usual girl on top of my bed with their boobs hanging out, or the occassional courageous ones who lays nude on my bed, this particular visitor hid herself from me. There was even one time where a girl was actually cooking for me. I wanted to confront her. I already assumed it was a her. But out of habit, I had to call my Mom first. The intruder seems harmless and my security is just ou
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Chapter 3 - The Kiss

Why am I allowing this man to kiss me? But after hearing Slim’s voice at the trailer door, I was too afraid to move or even breathe. It felt like an eternity kissing Seven. No, I was not kissing him. He was the one who kissed me. There is a big difference. But who am I to complain. It felt lovely.This is my first kiss. Who knew first kisses could be this sweet? But that is not part of my worries right now. How am I supposed to let go?I tried not to think and closed my eyes when I felt his lips over mine. It made it worse. I started imagining things, feeling things.He smelled of alcohol, but not too much. I can also smell his perfume, a bit musky and sweet. His hand behind my waist did not help. The taste of alcohol on his tongue somehow made me feel drunk. Or maybe it was just my imagination running 200 miles per hour.My senses are slowly fading. All I could feel was bliss. My shoulders started to relax and I was not aware that my hand was already holding his back, just above hi
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