𝐼𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑚𝑒, ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒'𝑠 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝐼'𝑙𝑙 𝑑𝑜 𝐼'𝑙𝑙 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 🤍

"Fuck this shit." I kissed my teeth, growing even more impatient. I pivoted on my feet, ready to go back to my car but stopped when I heard a low voice speak. "You came?" If my hearing wasn't impeccable, I would've thought that was just the wind howling. I turned back to face the door and there stood Nicki. The first thing I noticed was how drained she looked. Her almond eyes almost unrecognisable with how puffy and red they were. Her nose looked permanently tainted pink. And she looked sickly, as if she'd vomit at any point. My brows furrowed as my eyes were trained on her every move. "I did."

A fake engagement was never part of the plan.

"That's my lil' yea yea, she don't ever tell me no." Nicki is a hardworking woman with a taste for the finer things in life, her only wish being peace and happiness on her days off. Nowadays it's like zipless fucks are the only pass time, yet it still gets lonely at night. Finding that right one isn't easy, the lack of sleep, to fighting in the sheets, she's completely exhausted with relationships. At least that was the plan, she wasn't expecting to have her heartstrings tugged like they were. Suddenly, it was such a thrill to meet eye to eye with someone who matched her speed, a refreshing feeling to endure after all the trial and error. How does Nicki handle this brewing connection? ᴄᴏᴘʏʀɪɢʜᴛ © 2024 ʙʏ @ᴊᴜsᴛᴛᴄʀᴜɴᴄʜ

"Look at the sky tonight , all of those stars have a reason" . . Book inspired by the song "Star shopping". Not a happily in love type story

"I was the voice Beyoncé couldn't stop craving." "...And you were also the shadow I never saw watching me." And this was "XO, Anonymous!"

MA•NI•A noun • an excessive enthusiasm or desire; 𝒂𝒏 𝒐𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏.