But not for long. "Open up the fucking door, Anna!" Lars bellows from the other side. He is hitting the door with something, probably the fire extinguisher. "Let me inside! If you unlock the door yourself, the punishment won't be as hard, Anna!" I close my eyes, praying Lars will stop trying to s
Anna "Do you think it's hard getting a restraining order?" I ask while taking off my clothes. I'm still shaken by seeing Lars. "I don't think so, considering all the things Lars have done," Robin says while sitting on the bed. "He might sue me for beating him black and blue, though." "It was self
"Ahhh..." I can't help the sounds leaving my lips. "Right there... Yes..." It's as if my entire world comes tumbling down when he licks and sucks me with his heated emotions leading him. There is passion, and I recognize the obsession. Desire is all around, and my fingers wind up in his hair beca
I suck in a deep breath. "You, I want you." I can hardly recognize my voice. It's so needy. "Only you." Robin's obsession turns to amusement as I say those words. I stare up at him, and he dips his head to kiss the inside of my thigh. I close my eyes. It feels good and gets even better when he
Anna I wake up feeling nauseous. The world is spinning, and my eyesight is momentarily all shaky. "Oh, dear..." I yawn tiredly. "What year is it? And why is everything spinning?" There is no reply, which means Robin is still sleeping. I blink a couple of times. The birds are singing the song
Dela I bet I wouldn't have many friends left if they knew I loved to collect stuffed animals and other cute girly things. I'm eighteen, but I still feel like a total child regarding toys and cute items such as hairpins or bedsheets with baby ducks. And while I know some grownups like stuffed anima
Oh boy. This already sounds like a bad idea. I'm going to make a fool of myself. If I start asking Lionel questions, he will think I'm interested. That would be a nightmare because I don't want that arrogant bastard to think I'm crushing on him. Never. "Please, Dela..." Danielle pouts. "For me?"
Dela Groaning, I wake up. What time is it? I pick up my phone, and the clock shows eight-thirty. I will miss my first class. Maybe I can make it to my second? Since my college is relatively far away from the apartment I need to get up now. Still a bit dizzy, I climb out of bed and rub the sleep fr