~ L E I L A ~It's been a week since I've started ignoring Lorenzo and I'm losing my damn sanity.
I've always been a huge fan of sex but he made me an addict.
The memories of us fucking against the shower are constantly replaying in my head and no matter how hard I try to get a release on my own, I can't.
He ruined me.
Fuck that and fuck him I'm going out tonight and getting laid.
I've never had a one night stand but there's a first time for everything.
I get ready and put on my sluttiest dress and heels.
I literally look like an expensive prostitute but that's exactly what I'm going for.
I go to the same club because other than Lorenzo being there with her, it was an amazing club.
Plus, it's not like I can run into her again considering she's burning in hell.
After I wait in the long ass line and get in I sprint over to the bar.
I hesitate. Do I really wanna have drunk sex with a stranger?
I sigh and walk away from the bar even though my body was screaming for some alcohol.
I head over to the dance floor and move my body to the rhythm.
After about 3 songs pass I feel a familiar pair of hands grab my waist.
So I turn around and you'll never guess who it is...
"Leila?"
"Lucas?" We both say at the same time in shock.Well I think I just found my victim for tonight.
Hes hot as fuck, I KNOW hes good in bed, and hes not a stranger.
"Well this is unexpected" he says while scratching the back of his neck.
I'm not even gonna beat around the bush, it's a waste of time.
So I lean up to his ear to whisper, "Can you show me where the bathroom is? I need a little... assistance"
I feel his body tense at my touch but he grabs my face and smashes his lips against mines.
The kiss was, how do I explain this?
Bland? Boring?
His lips arent as full as Lorenzo's and he isn't as rough or passionate.
I sound insane.
Comparing him to every guy I interact with has become a habit.
A very bad, unhealthy habit.
While I was lost in thought I wasn't aware that I was being dragged by Lucas to the bathroom I assume.
Once were in he pushes me against the wall and roughly kisses me while lifting my legs to wrap around his torso.
Yes, this is exactly what I need.
He breaks the kiss and starts trailing open kisses down my neck and sucks in some areas along the way.
I hate hickeys, they're fucking aggravating but I don't care right now.
He removes one of his hands from my thighs to unbuckle his belt but he manages to keep me pressed against the wall with his body.
"Condom?" I breath out and he smirks before pulling out a golden package that says Medium.
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My Favorite Sin (Republished)
Romance"Get. Out" I say while lifting up the blade to his neck and smiling innocently. His face remains emotionless but he quickly grabs my wrist that holds the dagger, pulls me loser while his other hand grabs my throat roughly. "drop it Puttana" He says...