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To Love A Bologna Β Β Β | Tell Me You Are Mine
πππππLAYLAI closed the bathroom door and sagged back against it. My heart was racing, my body humming, primed, and ready to be taken by the one man who had always owned my heart. God, I was so weak when it came to him, unable to resist the seduction that clung to him like a second skin. My body betrayed me every fucking time I was near him. With a deep breath, I pushed myself away from the door. It was only when I passed the mirror on my way to the shower that I saw how filthy I looked, with patches of dried blood all over my clothes, my skin, and my hair. I'd never seen a man die before, let alone be killed with a bullet to the brain. Just thinking about that exact moment made me shudder. I wiped at a tiny patch of blood on the side of my face. There were dark circles under my eyes, my cheekbones more pronounced than they ever were. My hair was a knotted mess. I was a complete mess. I was wasting away, little by little. This was not how I envisioned my life. And this was not
To Love A Bologna Β Β Β | My Cure And My Illness
πππππLAYLADaniel took a hard nipple into his mouth, his tongue swirling around it, sucking, lapping, and kissing. "I remember every moment, Layla. I remember how you loved being cherished and worshipped. How you desired to be thoroughly fucked, and utterly used." "Fuck, Daniel," I whispered, his words causing a frenzy of lust and need crashing against every corner of my body. I bucked my hips in search of him, the ache between my legs growing stronger with every stroke of his tongue and every touch of his hand. His lips let go of my nipple with a pop, and when he looked back up at me, his hand slipped in between us. "Say it, Layla." And then he touched me, his fingers sliding through the sensitive folds of my pussy, sending the most intense wave of lust up my spine, my entire body electrified. "Jesus, Layla," he moaned. "Your body is begging to be fucked." "Danielβ¦" I started to plead. "Say it first. Tell me you're mine." Deep down, I knew I never stopped being his in the
To Love A Bologna Β Β Β | A Replica Of My Heart
ππππππ DANIELLayla's eyes fluttered open at my command, ecstasy brightening the color of her amber irises. Without a word, she turned around, lying flat on her stomachβ¦ and then I saw it."Oh, my God, Layla." I reached out and softly touched the skin between her shoulder blades. Earlier in the bathroom, I caught a glimpse of the tattoo, but only now did I see what it was.My fingertips traced the black inked lines. The face of a wolf. A replica of the image tattooed on the top of my hand. I placed my palm flat on her back, identical art engraved on my skin. No words could have described the feeling that flooded my chest β the warmth that spread through my veins."It's beautiful," I murmured, still staring at it in awe.She glanced over her shoulder but didn't say a word. She didn't have to. The ink on her skin spoke a thousand goddamn words, but most importantly, it told me this woman was still mine. That she had always been mine. By God, tonight I would reclaim all of her.Bi
To Love A Bologna Β Β Β | A Declaration Of Love & Goodbye
πππππLAYLAI couldn't help but stare in awe before whispering, "Sunrise.""Yeah." Daniel's fingers brushed up and down my arm. "Someone once told me that the birth of a new day is one of the most amazing things to witness. That we should never take this for granted." He placed a kiss on my temple. "Being able to share a new day."I had to bite the inside of my cheeks to keep myself from crying. He remembered. He remembered the last sunrise we saw together, as a couple irrevocably in love with each other. It was heartwarming to know he hadn't forgotten β to know I wasn't the only one who held on to the memories of that day.With Daniel's arm around my shoulder, his body against mine, we watched the sunrise at the far corners of the horizon. The yellows, oranges, and pinks painted the sky like a canvas as if God Himself was creating this resplendent image just for us. Even though it was autumn, there wasn't a cloud in the sky. It was the beginning of a beautiful day, and once agai
To Love A Bologna Β Β Β | Monster With A Heart
ππππππDANIELTime was running out. I could feel it in my bones. Layla was starting to become desperate, and restless. Earlier, Katherine had mentioned something I needed to know, but I was one hundred percent sure Layla wasn't planning on telling me."Daniel."I turned to see Vanessa walking my way. It didn't take a genius to notice the worry lines forming grooves on her forehead.She stepped up and hugged me. "James gave me the in-a-nutshell version." She leaned back. "Are you okay?""I'm fine. You don't have to worry about me."She scowled at me with her dark eyes under thick lashes. "You're kidding, right? Danny, you're the only brother I ever worry about.""What? No way. I'm not the brother who walks around like he has a stick up his ass the whole time. At least I have a personality and this one thing they callβ¦ a life." I winked at her, trying to play it down. The last thing I wanted was for my little sister to worry about me while she was planning one of the most importan
To Love A Bologna Β Β Β | Running Away
ππππππ DANIEL After pouring the drink, I shot him a sideward glance. "That's very much unlike you, Dad. Drinking before noon." "Oh, trust me, it's not the first time." He took a seat on one of the leather couches, rubbing his palm down his face. Then I notice how tired he looked with the bags of fatigue under his eyes. The old man was getting β well, old. "Dad, are you okay?" I handed him his drink. "What do you think? Our family is on the verge of a full-on war. My son is a walking time bomb because of some woman. And I have a nephew with the potential to be the next American psycho walking around the house." I took a seat across from him. "You forgot having James as a future son-in-law." "Don't remind me." He rubbed his temples, and I was once again reminded why I wasn't envious of my dad, or Antonio, for that matter. All the worries and responsibilities causing the wrinkles around my father's eyes would one day be Antonio's. Thank God for the whole "the firstborn will
To Love A Bologna Β Β Β | Shattered Hearts
πππππLAYLAI couldn't stop staring at him from the side mirror. Daniel.My heart broke over and over and over again the longer I stared at him. He looked defeated as he fell to his knees, screaming after us."Layla!"A tear slipped down my cheek as I closed my eyes. The sound of my name mixed with the heart-wrenching desperation in his voice killed me little by little. But he left me no choice. He didn't know the risk, or what was at stake. And I couldn't tell him. If I did, it would have only placed him in more danger than he already was."He'll understand." Antonio's voice was strong, but the low note of uncertainty echoed through.I fixed my gaze on the road ahead, the large black gates already open, allowing Antonio to race out of the estate. "I'm not so sure about that."Antonio shifted gears. "I am. Once he knows the truth, he will be able to put the pieces together."I sighed, the heaviness in my chest making it increasingly difficult to breathe."Why me, though? Why ask
To Love A Bologna Β Β Β | Stupid And Selfish
πππππLAYLA(Flashback Continues...)Kat stared at me in silence. She couldn't hide her emotions from me. It was there, in her eyes, causing her so much pain, so much worry. Gently, she reached out and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. "Don't blame yourself because you fell in love, Layla." I bit my bottom lip, and my heart cracked in two. For months, Daniel had been my world. He was the sun in my life, our love the air I breathed. He was everythingβ¦ until I opened my father's letter, discovering the truth about the man I had given my heart to. "Talk to him first, Layla. Maybe there's a reasonable explanation for all this." "And so what if there is? So what if he has a hundred different reasons for keeping this part of his life a secret from me? It doesn't change anything. His family is selling drugs on the streets, living off dirty money. And if half of what Dad is saying in his letter is true, then I β we are no longer safe here. It's not just about me and him any more
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