A PROFESSOR- STUDENT SUSPENSE MYSTERY THRILLER DARK ROMANCE NOVEL.🖤
"Pleaseeeeee....." I beg him, I'm so so close , His thrusts making me lose my mind
"Please what? I need words " I gush more under his deep husky voice
" I need ahhh ----, I need to...
I have been trying to update since 1st feb, but I don't know what's going on with wattpad ,they are not letting me publish the chapter, then suddenly logged me out of the app, the chapters aren't getting saved, lots of wierd issues happening. But I'm sorry for making you all wait.
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An old door
A secret room
A flood of memories
I stand motionless, my heart beating a little out of rhythm in my chest as I gaze at that door in front of me.
The once vibrant blue & yellow paint has faded over time,
Now there's just a dull, chipped surface that whiffs over my face at the door's age.
Its ornate handle, tarnished from years of kept away from use,
It is calling me closer , yet I hesitate.
A thin layer of dust covers the door, obviously it has been a long time since it had remained undisturbed.
I trace my fingers over the intricate carvings adorning the door,
Memories.
So many memories.
symbols of time long past gone.
This is the room I hadn't entered in years, ever since my life had taken a dramatic turn.
As if it mocks at me over the clear boundary between my present and the past.
The echoes of laughter , happiness , whispered secrets screams at me through those forgotten halls.
But now it's just the silence ,
The deafening silence, as I contemplate over those still fresh memories.
" I wish you knew what you mean to me "
I murmur to myself.
I remember the countless times I had stood before this very door,
This secret room had been my sanctuary, my refuge from the world outside.
I take a deep breath, my hand hovering over the door handle.
the weight of the years pressing down on me.
Maybe I should reminisce this past a little into my life.
I slip the key into the lock, and there's a soft click.
I take a deep breath and turn the knob, stepping into the room that holds so many mysterious things and my past secrets.
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