𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐱 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 -𝐀 𝐜𝐨𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬

03

Zzmm zzmm text messages

Tiberius: Hey Callum, you still hitting the bar? 

Callum: Yeah, we'll be there around 8.
Are you still joining us? 

Tiberius: Absolutely, can’t wait to catch up. 

Callum: We'll probably hang out for a few hours, depending on the vibe. Are you up for a late night? 

Tiberius: Yeah. 

Callum: See you there, brother. 

End text messages.  Let’s get ready; it’s 8:30 now. 

At the bar, 9:15. Texting Tony. 

Tiberius: Hey Tony, where are you?  Tony: I’ll be there in five. 

Tiberius: Make it quick. See you. 

End call.  Walking into the club,

Walking in the club Tony and Tiberius were having a great time at the club, enjoying the music and the lively atmosphere. Suddenly, Tiberius's eyes widened in disbelief as he spotted a familiar face in the crowd.

It was the girl he never thought he would see again. She looked stunning, and memories of their past encounters came rushing back.

Tiberius turned to tony, his expression a mix of surprise and excitement bit of anger too , tony, look who's here!

"Is that her"

Yeah "Dam, she is hot,"

*Tiberius smacks Tony on the head*

Tiberius locked eyes with her, and for a moment, the air between them crackled with tension. She looked shocked, her expression a mix of surprise and defiance, but she quickly composed herself, trying to act normal.

*Him walk to her*

He stepped closer, placing his hand firmly on her hips, their chemistry undeniable yet charged with unresolved emotions. She danced against him, the rhythm of the club intensifying their connection, but Tiberius felt the anger simmering down a bit.

After a few moments, he leaned in, his voice low and intense, “Let's go to the bar and talk.” They navigated through the throng of people, both aware of the dominance they held in this encounter. At the bar, Tiberius turned to her, his gaze piercing. “We need to sort this out,” he said, the weight of their past hanging heavily in the air.

“What's going on with you? You've been distant, where were you” he pressed, searching her eyes for answers. She took a deep breath, her heart racing, knowing she had to keep her guard up.* *“I’m fine,” she replied coldly, crossing her arms as if to shield herself from him.

The warmth they once shared felt like a distant memory, replaced by an icy barrier she had built to protect both of them. Tiberius's gaze bore into her, a silent plea for the truth, but she felt trapped, torn between her love for him and the life she couldn't reveal.* *“You don't look fine,” he shot back, frustration creeping into his voice.

She could see the hurt in his eyes, the confusion, and it made her want to crumble. But she couldn't let that happen. “I need to go,” she said sharply, turning away, but something held her back. She is silent for a sec but she knew. So she walks.

As she walked away, Tiberius felt a surge of frustration and hurt clawing at him. He stood still for a moment, his jaw clenched, watching her leave with a mix of anger and longing. The noise of the club faded into the background, replaced by the thudding of his own heart. He was a man used to taking control, but in this moment, he felt utterly powerless.

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