"You know how special you gotta be to change a nigga like me? Huh?" He tilted her head back to make her look at him, and a faint smile grew on her face as he wiped her cheeks. "My own grandparents couldn't do it for me and I loved them more than anything. You the one for me ma. That's why I ain't told you everything y...
She talk to much, She invade to much, And she's most of all to comfortable. He's mean, He's the plug And most of all I like him.
We met when he was in jail. Or at least he met me. Ghost changed my life and I don't think I ever want to go back to what it was before. THIS IS A MAFIA LOVE STORY! We have drama, action, AND mind blowing smut ofc.
"Our love is a beautiful dark secret that only we understand."
Sometimes life gets weird. You lose hope, then you'll fall down, but then you'll get back up again. Sage did. So hang in there; it gets better, with time. A short story.
"What's wrong ma?" He questioned after a few seconds when she didn't respond to him. "Do you plan on having sex with me." She rested her chin on her knees that were pulled up to her chest. "Why?" He laughed slightly. In a way, he liked watching her struggle to maintain her composure. Jourie loved sex. "Cause I want yo...
"I know ma. Stop fronting. Tell me you miss me." He kissed her in between his words, in love with the way her brown eyes dazed. "I miss you. And your mouth tastes like pickles." She spoke softly, a smile taking over her face once he laughed. "You wanna taste it again?" He stuck his tongue out at her, and she closed he...
"You can't see the future. I might have a chance. You don't know for sure." He mumbled, making her expression soften. "M-my mom used to tell me t-that birds still sing even after a storm. Why shouldn't people feel as free t-to delight in whatever sunlight remains to them?" Samir stopped talking for a moment to regathe...
"Do you think we're soul mates?" She asked, lifting her head in order to lock eyes with him. It took him a moment, mustering up his answer. Thinking about how they were so alike, but so different. How they had been through similar things and had the same outlooks on certain perspectives in life. The connection that t...
"What it's called when the patient grow feelings fa therapist?" He asked, and she chuckled, staring at him. "Transference."
"𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑. 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐈𝐍' 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑."
