Book 2 of the 𝕱𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙𝖈𝖑𝖚𝖇 series
{Duology}
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𝕾𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖒𝖊𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘 𝖓𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖑𝖊𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖇𝖔𝖓𝖊𝖘.
𝕿𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖇𝖊𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖞𝖔𝖚.
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𝕬𝖈𝖈𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖆 𝕸𝖔𝖗𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖎 got tricked once, but she vowed never to be fooled...
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I got my nipples pierced today.
It was probably something in the air or the heat of Greece that got to me and made me lose a brain cell and probably forced another one to send signals to my legs to walk me to the tattoo shop I found in Athens.
It's been a week and I still haven't found anything productive to do with my life. I should have been off to my next destination by now, but I had unfinished business here. Well, I had no business yet.
Except maybe eat. Yeah, I'd been doing a lot of that.
Maybe you are pregnant
Are you serious?
Maybe it's one of those cryptic pregnancies
Again! Are you serious?
What?
I believe I would need the whole reproductive system to be pregnant don't you think?
Oh, yeah right.
And I thought you were the smart one as you are set on reminding me every. Damn. Day.
Exiting the tattoo shop the warm air hit me like a bullet. I was wearing a pair of oversized jeans with a white top. My grey swimsuit was underneath and matched the color of my ball cup and the new collar I got Diablo with his name and my new phone number.
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"Come on boy!" I urged the overgrown four-legged devil-baby.
His stubbornness was inspiring.
Probably inspired by me too.
"I will give you a treat" I tried to bribe him but he was unmoving. He was comfortable on the cold tiled floor of the tattoo shop and he wouldn't get out no matter what.
Overgrown baby.
"Fine let's go to the beach" his ears perked up and when I nodded he jumped to his feet and barreled out the door and into the Maserati that was parked outside the shop.
