"We can't stay friends forever. I wouldn't be able to put up with you that long."A flash of irritation sparked in my eyes. I glared at him, silently demanding that he say what he was supposed to. He bit his lip, hiding a smile, and with an air of exhaustion, placed a hand over his heart."I, Lawren
"Underwear model? Did you see which table he was sitting at and who he was with?" Marie added. "He was at the table with the deputy's son. Not sure if he models full-time."I ignored my friends' gossip. I couldn't care less who was related to whom when I came to dance at a club. It was all the same.
Betrayal had come to me in many forms, from many men, but never—never—did I expect it from the one person I trusted most. From Lawrence. There are acquaintances, work friends, obligatory friendships, and then there are friendships that last a lifetime. Lawrence and I were in that last category, whic
"Sorry, but you can't go up.""What do you mean I can't go up? Is Lawrence not here?" I asked, confused."Guests aren't allowed in without prior notice. It's building policy..."Building policy? Give me a break. I knew this guy was just doing his job, but it was absurd that he wouldn't let me in. I
I was a mess of tears and sniffles, wrapped in a blanket on my apartment floor. To paint the full picture, I was sitting with my back against the sofa, watching the midday news. Today, it seemed like the world had decided to be even more tragic than usual. One story talked about a man who had left h
Mom stopped what she was doing, washed her hands, and came over to sit beside me. She gently cupped my face."Sweetheart, don't think that just because you're free, everyone else is too. Especially someone like Lawrence. He's carrying his family's entire company on his shoulders, and his father's de
One of my proudest qualities was that if someone came looking for me, they'd find me. And for Lawrence's misfortune, I knew him well enough to know exactly where he liked to go. With that knowledge, here I was, sitting at this specific table, in this specific restaurant, at this specific time. I was
What was I thinking?The thought alone disgusted me. He was a traitor—a vile traitor I should never have called a friend. I pulled back, fuming, and so did he, though more slowly, almost as if he'd expected something different.Neither of us spoke, both lost in a heavy silence. I turned my gaze to t
I was easily the most boringly dressed guest here, yet the moment I arrived, I felt all eyes on me. Around me were either complete strangers or familiar faces tied to the Lewis family, and the latter group I knew watched me closely. I ignored them as best I could. Let's just say I wasn't a welcome p
"Well, that boy has been in love with you for many years, and a man's ego is fragile enough as it is. I'm not surprised he reacted badly to your rejection," my mother said.I bolted upright from the bed, startled."What are you saying?" I sounded offended. "Our romantic feelings are recent. That's w
My mother had had me when she was eighteen—a single mom who had faced countless struggles because she had a child so young. I know that for most of my life, I've had the financial backing of my father's family, but those early years of poverty, hunger, and loneliness were memories that hadn't faded.
He was staring at me a lot."What are you looking at? Haven't you had enough of staring at me since we were kids?" I teased him."I'll never get tired of looking at you," he replied.I couldn't help but smile at that. How could he be so sweet?"Well, since you've given up on that ridiculous wedding,
I unhooked my bra, wanting to be more comfortable, and I began playing with my nipples. He noticed and kissed his way back up to them, sucking on each one in turn. It was even better as he didn't stop using his fingers, thrusting them in and out of me. However, he hadn't looked me in the eye since I
I hadn't woken up this morning planning to test Lawrence's patience, let alone end up kissing him like this. But the way he held me tightly against his body, the way our tongues danced wildly together, had me teetering on the edge.I had no idea he was such a good kisser nor that he was so skilled a
"Hello, Emma. It's nice to hear from you too..." I answered, feeling utterly drained."I want an explanation now, Lawrence," she snapped.Honestly, my brain wasn't functioning well enough for riddles at this moment."Who is 'she'? How are we making fun of you?" I asked, confused.I heard a frustrate
The best treatment and care at home—that was what my father was receiving. But no matter how much money was spent or how excellent the medical attention was, it wouldn't save him. In the end, money could only buy the material things. It couldn't replace a body destined for death.I was so disturbed
Lawrence Lewis's P.O.VWhen I got engaged to Emma and put the distance between me and Sara that I should have enforced all along, I never expected this. Out of all the scenarios I had predicted, what had actually happened was never one of them. I tried to chalk up what happened in that dark closet t