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Sasha J. Morales I shake myself from side to side, hoping to escape his hands. Impossible. “Stop Mickey!” I shout, giggling like a child. “Please te-” and giggle again. “Oh yeah you’re really ticklish. Interesting." I keep laughing and he finally stops tickling my stomach. “How is it interesting to know that I am ticklish? I have stomach cramps because of you, that’s smart,” I moan. “It’s simple, now I can blackmail you by making you tickle, and also use it if you sulks.” “I’m not a sulky girl. And what kind of blackmail?” - Like when I tell you that I don't want to watch... well that kind of boring movie on Netflix. Or also... when you realize that you have wrong and you don't want to admit it. I would force it now.” “Well then you can-” Crazy laugh. He put his hands on my again belly. " All right ! All right !" I end up giving in out of breath. He smiles and places his head on my thighs before turning it towards the TV to watch my crappy movie. His profile is truly flaw
Sasha J. Morales The voice of Jorja Smith then resonates that I smoke, again, in shorties in my bedroom. I smoked this a lot week. Lying on my bed, I lift my legs and place my hands behind my thighs. I can see that the white varnish on my toes are starting to flake. I have to go to the beautician, maybe I'll ask Sam to come with me, just to make it up to me for ignoring him the last few days. My door unlocks and I frown as I sit up. I kneel on my bed and remove my joint from my mouth. “You are uncatchable” “Ethan you fucking scared me.” He doesn't get up and sits next to me. He opens the bag he took with him. Food ! " I love you." I pass him my joint which he collects grimacing and I open the cardboard box containing my noodles. I catch chopsticks and start eating. I would have preferred a big hamburger but I'm not going to complain. “Sasha, you’re producing exactly the pattern I didn’t want you to do.” "That's to say?" I ask for the mouth half full. “Are you heartbroken
Damon Westwood Sasha has already danced with at least five different guys. Five guys who have offered her a drink. She hasn't paid a cent since she's been here. I observe it while keeping an eye on June. These two are truly beautiful women and in the past it has already damaged my best friend. She almost got kidnapped and she takes it with disconcerting lightness. Since then, when we are traveling I arrange for security to keep an eye on her in the evenings she goes to when I am not not with her. Since she warned me at the last minute I couldn't do it. So I have to come. Sasha is now in company a big brown, and she looks good appreciate. I swallowed as I saw her put her hands behind her neck. She flirts with him, and she's completely torn. He puts his hand on her back and I move towards them. “Sasha.” She turns her head towards me and furrows her eyebrows. “Your name is Sasha? You told me that Your name was Jane!” “Ugh, Mickey you fucked up my identity secret.” she breathes,
Sasha J. Morales I haven't really slept and this morning. I did everything to avoid Damon. It wasn't very difficult though, he didn't show up. Apparently he had meetings with English partners. I'm really looking forward to going back to New York, it's been raining a lot here. I hate the rain. “I know you told me at 1 p.m. but you know that I'm always ahead. It doesn't matter, I'll wait for you at hotel bar…” I watch the woman of around fifty sit down next to me. I shift my tea to avoid bothering her. " THANKS." she said with a smile. She looks at her phone and pushes a sigh. “Men are incapable of arriving on time, there is nothing they can do.” "I want to believe you." I reply with a smile. She's really beautiful. Her hair is a very light blonde, almost white. She exudes luxury. I can see it just from her diamond necklace and the jewelry on her hands. It's not excessive. But she must easily have at least $50,000 worth of jewelry. “Do you work here?” she asks me looking at my
Damon Westwood “I don’t understand why you you interfere in my society while you Have always told me you don’t want anything to do with this?” “I just wanted to see how your business is going and how you’re doing.”This is all nonsense, I don't know what he's looking for, wanting to make a surprise visit, but he should hurry up and get out of my company with his whole army. I put my hands in the pockets of my pants and look at them. I refrain from rolling my eyes. Of course! “Even though I am not affiliated with you and this... brand. I still want see how it goes. And then you remain my son so you remain associated with me no matter what.” “I would put the company in June’s name if necessary. Don’t meddle in my business.” He raises his eyebrows and walks towards me. “If you continue to behave.” He quickly glances at Elsa who is chatting with my assistant further away. “This marriage. I can’t wait for it to happen.” I stop myself from rolling my eyes and holds my gaze. He tur
Sasha J. Morales Damon's thrusts shake my body in the most obscene way possible. I cling to him and he continues as if he wants to make up for all the times he couldn't. I'm screaming so loud, I didn't even know I was capable of pushing that kind of note. Maybe I should consider a career in music. Oh my God, he's so talented, he manages to give me the effects of very hard drugs. I sing like a saucepan. I have no future in music. “Damon…” I moan his name digging my fingers into his back. I don't even know if we're on the bed he shares with Ella. In any case, if the bedding wasn't so luxurious, we probably would have broken it. His lips suck on my neck, and I try to control my breathing. I'm almost out of breath. “Come on Sasha... he whispers against my ear. - You first. » I manage to answer, before biting my lower lip. He has already managed to ignite my Body a first time using only his fingers, I can't lose again... Well, I don't want to... but I don't think not really havin
Sasha J. Morales At first I told myself that I was hallucinating. The second time I wanted to hallucinate The third time... I knew it was unfortunately real. > He grabs my wrist and makes me move two cars further. There is a black Maybach there, he opens it and open the passenger side for me. I can't. "Damon...please I can't leave." - Inside. » My heart is beating at an incredible speed. I don't know what I owe most to fear. Deserting a mission as important or refuse Damon an explanation. I huff and get into the car. He closes behind me. And settles down driver's side.
Sasha J. Morales I'm sure he's hiding a doll inflatable somewhere in this mansion. This guy is truly one of the creepiest men I have ever met. There was nothing sexual, he just wanted to brush my hair for almost an hour. But I have the impression that he derived obscene pleasure from it. I feel incredibly dirty. I smile fakely and open the door. The car is waiting for me. I'm missing a few steps to take... “Goodbye Jane. » I just nod my head. I do not have hardly spoke during this meeting. “He likes it when they keep quiet. » That's what Sam told me. Once in the vehicle I sigh relief and the driver drives off. I take my phone, Damon comes to try to call me. I'm getting ready to call back but he does it first.
Damon Westwood The fresh air caressed my face, the sound of the waves was soothing. The sky was starry and the heavenly atmosphere of our hotel made the moment even more magical. The Maldives was an obvious choice for Sasha. She wanted to spend our honeymoon in the sun and tanning. So I followed him. I still couldn't believe it. Pinch me I'm dreaming. When Jonathan called me a few days after showing up at my house completely drunk, he said he had to talk to me and that it was a matter of life and death. At first I was skeptical, what he wanted to talk about was so important. He arranged to meet me at a restaurant not far from his office. He looked anxious. He only wanted Sasha to do something that she will surely regret in the near future. -I know you both love each other. He said. Then he offered me something. That I arrange to divorce before marriage. That way I will have the opportunity to propose to Sasha. I was confused and didn't understand why he would
Sasha J. Morales It's really weird that Jonathan wants to talk to me at this exact moment. I don't need an extra dose of stress. I already want to run away and leave everything behind. So I hope it's nothing serious. What’s so important to say? -It can't wait until after the ceremony? -He insists on seeing you now -Uh…Okay. You can give us a moment. -Yes my darling, no worries. My friends accompanied by my mother leave the room. The makeup artists and hair stylists also leave the room and I find him alone for a few minutes before Jonathan enters the room. He freezes the minute he sees me and I can feel admiration in his eyes. -Wow. You are really beautiful. -THANKS. You are just as beautiful. I pick at my nails not knowing where to put myself. This situation is oddly awkward. And normally she shouldn't be since it's my future husband standing in front of me. -I was really lucky to have you in my life. Eu? I'm seriously starting to panic so he takes my hands in his and le
Sasha J. Morales -Don't you think you should slow down on the Margarita, I don't want you to be half tipsy while the ceremony hasn't started yet. -Believe me, it’s the best solution for me to get through this day -You're exaggerating June. I say with a smile It was Saturday morning The Four Seasons was in turmoil Final preparations were underway It was the wedding day. I was completely exhausted even though it was just 11am My mother, June, Sam and Ethan were with me. They were getting their makeup done while Ethan put on his groomsman suit. June was on her third drink and she might end up on the floor if she continued drinking. -I can't believe my baby is getting married. -Me neither. I tell my mother Jonathan wanted us to get married out of town but I insisted we do it here. -I'm really stressed, gee, wouldn't someone have a joint please? -Sasha??? -What mom? ?? Everyone has their own solutions -I have an idea! June screams. How about we run away and run away to Mex
Damon Westwood -Where are we going darling? -It is a surprise. I took my mother in the evening for a little walk. I wanted to get some fresh air before taking him somewhere. We had been at the park for 30 minutes now and we were walking arm in arm. The evening runners were finishing their races, some flower sellers were still present and the lovers were holding hands to enjoy the last rays of the sun. It was really pleasant. -Tell me my son…so there really is more hope with Sasha? I huff before leading her to one of the free benches and making us sit down. -She's getting married, mom. -Damon it’s not- I cut it off immediately. Trying to convince me or give me false hope is completely useless. -Mom, stop, that’s enough. I know that you really like Sasha and that you also want me to be happy, but I think it's time to move on. All I wish for her is that she is happy and if that happiness is near Jonathan then so be it. It breaks my heart to say it out loud but it also makes
Sasha J. Morales I had locked myself in the guest room with a bottle of whiskey in my hand, lying on the floor. It was either half full or half empty. In short, I don't know, my mind is already clouded by alcohol. John hadn't come home yet even though it was well into the night and that suited me, I had no desire to confront him this evening. However, my parents were a completely different story. My mother had been trying to get her out of this damn room for an hour now but I needed to isolate myself a little. I thought I had finally put the past behind me but it caught up with me. Damn, no matter how hard I looked I don't know how they got their hands on this story. I was always careful not to be recognized and Sam always made sure our personal information didn't leak. So how is this possible? I pick up my phone before turning it on. It kept vibrating so I had to turn it off to get some peace. And it’s no surprise that I see missed calls from Ethan, Sam, June but also Jonathan
Damon Westwood -It’s my fault for going to see him. You're obsessed with a divorce that won't happen. Someone had to calm you down We were in our house, I had come home because I had gone to see friends not far away. And I was lazy to drive to my apartment. And I decided to talk to the crazy woman who will soon be my ex-wife. -You really think that involving my father will change anything in our situation. -Someone has to slap you on the wrist, you're behaving like a capricious kid. I massage my eyebrows, I'm on the verge of having a horrible migraine. I start to laugh quietly. -Ella what the hell are you looking for? We are going to divorce and nothing can stop me from doing it, not even my father. -Are you aware that I still have all my physical faculties and that if I refuse to sign you cannot force me to do so? You at least know that, right? Yes I know about it but she won't have a choice. She used me as a pawn to get revenge on Sasha and in our divorce she will be mine.
Damon Westwood -For the new collection it would be necessary….. are you at least listening to me? I look up at my friend and she looks annoyed. I get lost in my thoughts and have trouble concentrating. Sasha's wedding is less than a week away and since our little meeting she hasn't contacted me. And from what June tells me, she seems happier than ever. But I find it hard to believe it. Sasha is the queen of pretense. Not to mention that Ella is pretty annoying these days. I don't know what she's trying to do but the result must disappoint her greatly. -Sorry June. I had a… complicated night. -Let me guess. Sasha? I nod. -I think about her all the time and I want to destroy everything when I realize that it’s well and truly over. -Stop it you want, anything can still happen there is still a week before the wedding -You are way too optimistic June. And I thought you were her maid of honor, you owe it to yourself to support her in her wedding or am I wrong? -Not only when she m
Sasha J. Morales -When she was little, she spent her time trying on my wedding dress and constantly paraded around the house. She took the bouquet from the dining table and asked her father to act out the courtship. She was so cute. -I hear you mom! I shout over the fitting room. We were at my wedding dress fitting session. My mother and June were there and were both talking. Finally my mother told him about all my exploits as a little girl. I was in the cabin trying on a third dress but I could hear them from here. June wasn't too keen on coming but I told her that her presence was important to me since she was one of my few friends. She tried to sulk for a while but couldn't help but get emotional when I tried on my first dress. -Come on Sasha, hurry up and get out the first bottle of champagne, it's already finished and I don't want to end up drunk. -It's okay June, stop complaining, I'm sure you love the 4000 dollar champagne that you're sipping like grenadine juice. -Shut
Ella Westwood Nothing is right. Everything is going wrong. Damon is determined to divorce and after John comes home I doubt the news of John and Sasha's marriage seems to be in the news anymore. And I start to panic, for real this time. And since my fiasco the other evening I think I made the right decision. I was on my way to his office, I had not informed him of my visit. He will probably be angry but he will calm down when he knows the reason for my visit. I arrive in front of his office and notice that it is empty. Too bad if he's out, I plan to wait for him. I'm not leaving here until I have a solution on my hands. His secretary approaches me to talk to me -Please Mrs. Westwood, Mr. Westwood has an important meeting and will not be available for a good hour. -I have plenty of time, I could even wait for him all day. I open the door to her office and flop down on the couch before shutting her. His office is as cold and unwelcoming as he is. No family photo or