Behind the WWE spotlight, title belts, and scripts, Liv Morgan and Dominik Mysterio are caught in the cruelest kind of love. He's married to a woman he hates. Snorting lines just to fake a smile. She's chaos backstage, with fire in her veins and a soft spot for broken men. Their storyline bleeds off-script, turning into a slow-motion car crash with no brakes. They fuck like war and love in the wreckage. It's destructive, volatile, and pure dysfunction.

|𝘁𝘄𝗶𝗻 𝗳𝗹𝗮𝗺𝗲| /𝗻𝗼𝘂𝗻/ 𝗮𝗻 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘀𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝗮 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻'𝘀 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗮𝗹𝗳, 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗮 "𝗺𝗶𝗿𝗿𝗼𝗿 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹."

"Lightskins winning " "Black girls are ugly ' "Big ass small waist flat stomach bug boobs now that's thick" Imagine hearing all these things basically everyday well one girl did and her name is Laila ******This is a self love book and before asked no I'm not bashing light skins im just giving us dark skin girls some love and no im NOT bashing Skinny girls I'm just giving us Thick girl some love ok ok *****