𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐀𝐭𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚, 𝐆𝐞𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐚 𝐭𝐨 𝐖𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐏𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡, 𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐚 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐞. 𝐈𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐧𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐥 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧-𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. "No. Ian leavin'. When I did it, it was a problem. But when he did it, it was ok? Fuck, Yani. Yu throwin' me." He followed after her, slamming the door open. She ignored him, turning on her shower. He's right. But she wasn't going to admit it. ★ "Why do you care so much!?[..] watching my every move, trying to save me? [..]Damn, every time you come around me, you judge me or call me out. It's draining. And you wonder why I don't 'fuck with you how I fuck with him.'" She shot back at him. ★ "Who the fuck else gon do it?" He tugged his swimming trunks up, walking up on her. "Huh?!" Yani's breathing was getting heavy, only because he was getting her upset. She held a hard stare at him. "When yu gon be real wid yoself and realize nobody give a fuck about yu the way I do? ★ "[..]but when yu really love somebody, Yani..." He trailed back. "Yu call them out when they wrong! It's the only way they will better themselves. When they in a hole, yu go fuckin' save them-[..]" ★ The fire in Samir's voice was rough and unsteady, his fists trembling while his eyes glossed a bit. "But yu kno what, Yani? Fuck it. Yu wan' chase after my brother, go ahead.[..] I'm done wid yu and this dumb ass shit, I swea cuhh." He-

𝐏𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐚 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧.

"If love is poison, what a wonderful way to die." 🖤

𝚈𝙾𝚄'𝚁𝙴 𝙼𝚈 𝚂𝙰𝙻𝚅𝙰𝙶𝙴, 𝚈𝙾𝚄'𝚁𝙴 𝙼𝚈 𝙱𝙰𝙻𝙰𝙽𝙲𝙴

An alluring and apathetic young man, driven by his business and success, finds himself fighting a feeling he hasn't had for several years when he cross paths with a woman he can't shake off. ⚠️Sexual Content. ⚠️MATURE COMMENTS/READERS only.

Love is just a word until someone comes along and gives it a memory... You know you're in love when you can say anything to the person and you know they won't laugh at you. When you can see their face when you close your eyes. When you can still feel their arms around you holding you tight after they're gone. When you can still taste their kiss after you have said goodbye. You can tell you're in love when you miss them before they're gone. When their voice lingers in your ears. When their presence eases any pain. When their name sends chills down your spin. When they're the only thing you can think about. You know you're in love when you can see all their hopes and dreams and their soul when you look into their eyes. When they call you at four in the morning to say, "I Love You" and mean it. When your tears stain not only their shirt, but also their heart. When even a simple chore done with them can become a lasting memory. Ultimately, you know you're in love when you can't imagine living without them and can't figure how did you live before you knew them. When they fulfill every need and without them you're incomplete. The love of someone else completes the heart, and sound and mind all at once. 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟓, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎-𝐟𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝟏𝟎, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏

Definitely wouldnt read, buttttttt .... Together they navigate through the treacherous shadows of love. -Liloandrice

The streets have a way of snatching innocent souls. By the time you realize and try to escape, you're already in too deep. Will Yasir, Yulan, and Yulani make it out? Or will they realize they're in an abyss?