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The Final Return Awful Argument
Whoops. I did it again. Despite my best efforts, Calvin and I had sex again. This time, it was way better than I hoped. That man was holding back. Calvin and I kept going until the sun started setting. Every single surface that anyone could lie on was not safe from our ravenous dance. Now, we are lying in his bed. My head is on his chest, as I stare into space. Fuck. Christine is definitely going to kill me. “Do we tell Christine?" Calvin asks in a soft whisper. I look up from his chest and shake my head. It’s one thing to have a one-night stand with your best friend’s brother. However, we are sober. Both of us made the decision during the second (third, fourth, fifth, and sixth) time. That is unacceptable. I cannot believe that I did with him again. To make things worse, I don’t regret a thing. Don't judge me. I am simply telling the truth. This is not good, I need to put a stop to this charade. "We shouldn’t have done this, Calvin. Christine is my best friend. This is the wor
Last Updated : 2022-01-08The Final Return Impertinent Bitch
—bitch! That fucking creep is lying to Christine. She doesn't even know it. "WHAT?!" I demand in shock. Calvin explains everything in full detail. I have too many questions that he can't answer running in my head right now. "Look, I don't know what else to tell you. That man's real name is Vittorio Stanzolio, and he's the CEO of the Dolce company. His advanced technologies will be beneficial to the Danials' Corporation. His net worth is-" I interrupt Calvin before he continues. "Look, I don't care about the business side of this man. What I want to know is: what does he want with Christine?" Calvin's response to my question is a mere shrug. I groan in defeat and sink into my seat. My best friend is mad at me, and she's dating a guy that's lying about his identity. He must be a criminal. There is no good reason for him to lie about something as important as his name. And before you say anything to me, I have a good reason. All of my one-night stands are random men I met from
Last Updated : 2022-01-09The Final Return Lowest Point
Having angry sex with a casual lover is hot. After that awful encounter with that lying, good-for-nothing, black-mailing, European ass-crack, Calvin and I returned to my place to blow off some steam (if you know what I mean). It's been a week since then. And I still remember his rough hands, long fingers, and heated tongue. That man is talented. But that's for me to know and you to never find out. I drink my mocha green tea with vanilla-flavored soy milk. The delicious beverage goes down my parched throat, and I moan at the rejuvenation. I lean against the wall of the studio in satisfaction. I am sitting with my legs crossed and my eyes closed. The sound of the door opening makes me open my eyes. I watch as the other dance teacher walks up to me. I inwardly cringe when she tries to wave at me as though we are friends. We're not friends. At all. The young woman is pretty, though. Her lovely hazel skin, green eyes, and curly hair that goes down to her shoulders definitely make h
Last Updated : 2022-01-10The Final Return Learning More
It's been a few days since the whole ordeal with Jake. Since then, Calvin is picking me up and driving me back to my place. I didn't ask for him to do it, but he insists. The little voice in my head is very thankful for him. The man is very considerate and goes out of his way to make sure that the people around him are safe. As I sit next to Gabrielle, we go over my boy-toy issues. After getting to know her, I find her to be quite likable. She talks a lot, but she's a good listener. Over time, I realize that I do, in fact, like Calvin. Now I'm coming to terms with my feelings for the man. I don't know what to do if I'm honest. It's been so long since my last real relationship, and I'm not sure if he likes me back. The 'agreement' that Calvin and I have is working so well. I don't want to ruin it by telling him I like him. "I mean, what makes him different from the last flings you've had? I'm sure that you only like him because the sex is good," Gabrielle proposes. I sigh and take
Last Updated : 2022-01-11The Final Return Alluring Specimen
"What do you mean that she's not picking up?" I ask in a frantic panic. I watch as Calvin paces back and forth. He keeps doing this until then stops and turns to me. The dread is still fresh on his face. Instead of his suit being iron-pressed like usual, it is wrinkled; like his brow. "I mean, that she hasn't responded to my texts and didn't pick up my calls," Calvin rushes out. He paces back and forth, and worry is plastered on his face. I sigh and walk up to him. I place him into my arms around him and embrace him. Seeing his worry for his sister makes me upset. He places his head on my shoulder. His labored breathing slows down. I expect him to break apart, but we stay like this for a little while longer. I am not in a good space right now, either. Both of us have been trying to contact Christine after Vittorio told me that she hasn't been replying to his texts. Sometimes she will go to visit Calvin. However, her whereabouts were unknown the moment he said he didn't know. Tha
Last Updated : 2022-01-12The Final Return Reaching Out
Today is the day. Calvin and I were at Vittorio's house the previous night. I laid out my plan, and they both thought that it was a good idea. I will pick up Calvin from his place and then we will go over to see Christine. It's been about two weeks since the whole ordeal with my ass-crack of a boss. Since then, he and the new dancer have been seeing each other. I'm glad that she is happy, but I wish she could be with any other person on earth. That man is a creep behind a good-looking exterior. And all I want is for her to be safe. I honestly don't know what she sees in him. I may have warmed up to her a little. Because now she and I are sitting in my studio eating together. My last class was about half an hour ago, and I can technically go home. But I like the company. I found out that her name is Gabrielle, she moved here from Mexico, and she is the youngest of four siblings. Two brothers and a sister. "How is creating your choreography for your recital going? You will be per
Last Updated : 2022-01-13The Final Return Determining Us
I thank the delivery person and hand them a good tip. I bring the pizza and diet beverage to Christine's couch. I open the box and feel my mouth salivating from the delicious circle in front of me. Quite frankly, if Calvin wasn’t here, I would’ve devoured the pizza with complete ease. “This looks so good,” Calvin groans, I hum in agreement and take a slice. Calvin closes his eyes and says grace before he eats. I always forget that he is a Christian. I’m not saying that in a bad way. It’s just that with our casual relationship, I’d assume he would want to save like Christine. As I stuff my face with the delicious food, I remember Johnathan’s words. Something between Calvin and Christine caused him to not visit for over five years. I don’t know what (or who) it was, but curiosity is chewing my mind. Did he and Christine have a huge fight? Did someone get in between them? I really want to know. I swallow my food and look up to face him. “Calvin,” I mumble. The man turns to me with his
Last Updated : 2022-01-22The Final Return PAILLARD
Tonight is a night that I will remember for the rest of my life. I don’t even know how to tell you that can properly describe how Calvin makes me feel. It isn’t just his hot skin against mine or the way he caresses my body like I’m a precious jewel. It’s because of the way my amplified feelings for him are causing me to feel everything tenfold. We are on the couch, basking in each other's presence. I slowly reach down for his prize below, but he then stops me. Does he want to stop? I put my hand away and I'm about to apologize, but he stops me. "Jessica, wait. I have a spare room that we can use. I don't think Christine would appreciate sleeping on her couch," Calvin explains. I nod, understanding that we can be in a much more private place. "I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me," I apologize. Calvin smiles and he lifts off of the couch. "Don't apologize, I also can't wait to sleep with you. I think it would be better if we do it in a better place than a couch," Calvin rea
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The Final Return Overcoming Loss
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The Final Return Vicious Admission
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The Final Return Amazing Agure
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