Testing my sanity

Testing my sanity

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By:  Folkswave  Completed
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Book 2 of Shadow: "**** ar you oky shld I cll Dnil," he says sounding worried. I don't even know what his saying everything is blurry. "Daniel p-p-please" I beg I don't even know for what but I'm definitely begging. I need to find my release. I need to scream. I need to make noises something anything "Oh I'm down here Mr. Babanin eating my girlfriend out," Daniel says and my eyes widen. No, he didn't. I hear Mr. Babanin chuckle sounding almost pleased by Daniel's answer "That a boy," he says and Daniel winks at me. My mouth drops open in shock "Any tips Mr. Babanin," Daniel asked and now I gasp. Mr. Babanin is a man in his late fifties surely he doesn't have anything to say "All I'm going to say is honey. Lots and lots of honey,"

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Prologue

Bella POV: "Xavier's here," called Amari's mom, Elizabeth, her voice tinged with a mix of excitement and apprehension, standing by the window. I hadn't seen Xavier in three months, and I suppose it's for the best. He wasn't exactly a fun person to be around when Amari died. It had only been six months since that day, and the weight of the loss still hung heavy on all of us. Sometimes, I felt like Elizabeth forced these little get-togethers so we could all talk freely about Amari. Today, though, it was an exception because it was Amari's 19th birthday. The door swung open, revealing Xavier wearing a leather jacket, a black top, and dark jeans. He was carrying a duffel bag, and in his left hand, he held a picture of him and Amari on their wedding day, a bittersweet smile on his lips. Just the thought of that day made me feel sick. I clutched tighter onto my martini glass, my fingers trembling, feeling like I might need something stronger to get through this day. The memories flooded

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Folkswave
This book can be read as a stand-alone...Hope you enjoy the read
2023-11-06 15:36:56
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Prologue

Bella POV: "Xavier's here," called Amari's mom, Elizabeth, her voice tinged with a mix of excitement and apprehension, standing by the window. I hadn't seen Xavier in three months, and I suppose it's for the best. He wasn't exactly a fun person to be around when Amari died. It had only been six months since that day, and the weight of the loss still hung heavy on all of us. Sometimes, I felt like Elizabeth forced these little get-togethers so we could all talk freely about Amari. Today, though, it was an exception because it was Amari's 19th birthday. The door swung open, revealing Xavier wearing a leather jacket, a black top, and dark jeans. He was carrying a duffel bag, and in his left hand, he held a picture of him and Amari on their wedding day, a bittersweet smile on his lips. Just the thought of that day made me feel sick. I clutched tighter onto my martini glass, my fingers trembling, feeling like I might need something stronger to get through this day. The memories flooded
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Prologue part 2

Bella POV: Sitting on my couch, high on Percocet, I stared at the bottle of gin and the three lines of coke next to it. I was too high right now to figure out which one was more appealing. I slumped into depression when I got home; I mean, how could I not? Xavier had been in and out of rehab, but he stayed in the one Amari and I were in, specifically, in the room she stayed in the longest because he wanted to be close to her. So when Xavier pulled up a picture the facility had of her, I automatically shut down. But they made it worse when they started bringing up good, happy, fun memories. So it wasn't quite my fault right now that I relapsed. I didn't know how long it had been since I stared at these substances in front of me. I wanted to do both, but frankly, after I almost overdosed a month ago, I never wanted to experience that again, so I was taking it easy. Hearing a knock at the door, I wasn't sure if my mind was making it up or if someone was actually knocking. I wasn't t
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Prologue part 3

Bella POV: The bed dips when he climbs off to take off his pants and then dips again when he climbs back on. He stops when my pelvis meets up with his. He looks at me then takes some of my wetness to rub over his swollen cock. It mixes with his precum making his tip glisten. I ache to put my lips on it but I need him inside me way more "Please" I plead moving closer to him. He sighs looking at my clit as he continues to rub himself. His balls rub on my ass as he picks up his pace. Looking at him bring himself close to a release my chest falls and rises rapidly. He looks like a sinful Greek god right now. His muscles flexing, his tattoos making him look so desirable. He looks down to find me looking and he grins slowing down his movements "You like watching me, Bella" he rasps halting to a stop and I nod at him. He takes my hand and grabs my index finger and middle finger. He brings his tip to them coating my fingerprints with his wetness. He lets go of my hand and he watches me.
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Chapter 1

Bella's POV: "Grief. That's what my life has turned into," I said, my voice a soft tremor echoing my inner turmoil. "I went from being a depressed teenage dirtbag who experimented with every single drug she could find at 14. Then I got myself into a rehab where I met a little girl who became my best friend. I got better for her, so she would know she could leave and not die in there like others. She managed to get out, but then she passed away a year and a half ago. The girl I got better for, the reason I fought so hard, passed away. They say you should get better for yourself, but what good is it if you have no one to celebrate your progress with? I mean, I should be proud of myself, and I am, but life sucks, and drugs just numb the pain. I relapsed a lot after she died, but a friend who helped me get better before is helping me again. And thanks to you wonderful people, I feel like my life is getting better and easier. So, I can proudly say I'm six months sober," I declared, my voi
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Chapter 1 part 2

Bella POV: "Are you serious? How many times must I tell you to stop coming early?" I asked, frustration lacing my words, my hands instinctively reaching to strangle him with my scarf. But he swiftly snatched it from my grip, his eyes dancing with mischief. In one smooth motion, he tied the scarf around my wrists, leaving enough space to loop it over his head. My hands were now bound behind his neck, and a mischievous smile curled my lips. He had pulled a slick move, and I couldn't help but be impressed. "And how many times must I tell you to keep your scarf on?" he whispered, his voice a low, seductive murmur as he leaned in, his lips tantalizingly close to mine. "I actually can't remember," I retorted with a cheeky tone, fully aware of the effect I had on him. "Should I slap your ass red again for you to remember?" he growled, his grip tightening around my waist, pulling me closer. Butterflies fluttered in my stomach, his proximity electrifying. "God, you're so foul," I teased,
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Chapter 1 part 3

Bella POV: Walking up the stairs, I smiled at the cute guard who opened the door for me. Stepping inside, I couldn't help but notice the emptiness of the house. I seemed to be the only one who brought color into it. Everywhere was dark navy, dark grey, and black. Everything was just so dark. But if you looked closely in the nooks and cracks, you'd find my colorful hairbands hanging on random hooks, my peach-colored slippers next to his Amadeo Testoni shoes, my sugary boxes of cereal next to his plain wheat cereals, my full cream milk next to his almond milk. We were like two peas in a pod. Yippee. Taking off my coat, shoes, gloves, and scarf, I placed them neatly on the hooks by the door. My shoes found their place next to his, and slipping into my slippers, I made my way to the freezer, grabbing a tub of birthday cake ice cream. With a spoon in hand, I suddenly realized how quiet it was. Walking back to the door, I opened it and poked my head out to check if the guard was still th
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Chapter 2

Bella's POV:Daniel's silence since our fight yesterday cuts deeper than I care to admit. I half-expected him to show up today, maybe to retrieve his car, but instead, he sent one of his men. It's not our first spat, yet this time, the void between us feels heavier, more ominous. It's one thing when I'm the one shutting him out, but when he's the one doing it, I fear I might be losing him.In an attempt to distract myself, I find myself seated in a coffee shop across from Noah, a stranger I hired impulsively. Sometimes, the company of a complete stranger can be the best distraction.The bitter aroma of coffee surrounded us, filling the space with a comforting scent that contrasted sharply with the turmoil in my heart."What exactly do you do, Bell?" Noah asked, his eyes filled with curiosity and something else, something warm that made me feel momentarily at ease."Anything really, but my most treasured job is working at a library," I said, my voice carrying a hint of nostalgia. Pouri
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Chapter 2 part 2

Bella POV: Intrigued by Noah's strange request, I couldn't help but ask, "Prove what exactly?" He scanned the room before turning back to me, his expression unusually serious."I need to prove I have self-control," he said, and I had to bite back a chuckle. My mind raced, wondering what could have led to this bizarre challenge. Deciding to indulge in the unexpected twist of events, I thought, *You know what, let me actually have fun tonight, because it looks like I'm single anyway, so why not be single?*"You know what, fuck it. What do you need me to do?" I asked nonchalantly as he ordered us some drinks. I knew I shouldn't be drinking, but I reasoned that one wouldn't hurt."Just flirt with me, practically, and do whatever is necessary. I just need to prove to them and myself that I have self-control," he explained, downing his forest fire shot. I eyed mine warily, realizing I'd have to take the shot too. Downing it quickly, I smacked the glass back down with determination."Okay,
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Chapter 2 part 3

Bella POV: I walked back to the bar, where I found Noah engaged in what appeared to be a tense conversation with Clyde. The atmosphere crackled with tension, their proximity almost palpable as they stood toe-to-toe. Clyde, slightly taller than Noah, had the advantage, staring down at him with an intensity that matched the gravity of their discussion."If she's watching, then she'll sit in between us," Noah said, his voice laced with a growl."Bella," Clyde called, turning his attention away from Noah to look at me, his eyes conveying a mixture of anticipation and mystery."The show has started," he announced, and I nodded, feeling a blend of confusion and curiosity. I took Clyde's offered arm, and he led me away from the bar. Noah, on my other side, took my hand, and the two men walked me up a grand staircase I hadn't noticed before. We turned left, entering a room that appeared almost full, with at least 30 people seated. The chairs were arranged facing a stage in the middle of the
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Chapter 2 part 4

Bella's POV: As we stood outside the room, reality hit me hard. My cheeks were flushed, and I felt a mix of confusion, embarrassment, and a strange sort of exhilaration. I adjusted my dress, blaming the shots, the women in front of me, and the two men I was sandwiched between for my disheveled state. "Uhm," I managed to say, feeling the need to break the awkward silence that hung between us. Clyde chuckled, glancing at Noah. "Still no self-control," Clyde teased. My eyes widened in realization. This was the person Noah had been talking about. "I don't know what the fuck you're talking about. You're the one that touched her," Noah growled defensively. Clyde chuckled again, seemingly unperturbed. "Self-control has to deal with you being able to watch your partner find their release without you touching yourself and just being content with them finding their release even when you haven't," Clyde explained to Noah, his words laden with a deeper meaning. Something significant passed b
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