Whiskey Sunrises
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Last published Thu, Mar 29, 2018
Alayla Stavros has a good life.
Amazing brother and sister-in-law? Check
Co-Alcoholic best friend? Check
Long-term boyfriend? Check
Blooming business? Check
Jeep? Check
But what happens when her boyfriend turns out to be both physically and mentally abusive, causing her to end things?
When she goes out to get over the relationship, and meets the sexiest piece of Russian ass to ever roam the earth, things might get more complicated than she thinks.
Strength, resilience, tragedy, love, foul language, hot sex and lots of whiskey will tell her tale.
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"You are strong, Alayla. Very feisty and full of fire, a war goddess as your name implies. Now, I have one question for said war goddess" he finished, a determined look in his eyes.
"And what would the conqueror of the people want to ask me?" I replied, leaning my elbows on my spread legs, teasing him a bit.
He smirked, eyes ablaze. Grabbing my arms lightly, he pulled me onto his lap. I was straddling him, his hands holding my face. Moving one hand to my waist, he started placing butterfly kisses on my neck all the way up to my ear.
"How would you like to conquer a conqueror?" he whispered in my ear, pulling back to look me in the eye.
I'm not sure if it was the way my body was pressed against his, the heat that was basically smoldering, or just the pure lust in his eyes. It could have been either or all of them, but it didn't matter. In a matter of seconds my lips were on his, my arms around his neck. Pulling away, we were both breathing heavily. I grabbed his hand, pulling him behind me after I grabbed my purse.
"Follow me, zavoyevatel'. Let me show you what this goddess can do."
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____ "I'd love to marry you Leon! Yes!" He tried slipping the ring on my finger. He did it once. Twice. Thrice. He looked at the ring and sighed, "Shit. I got the wrong size." "Are you serious?" I laughed wiping tears. "Yeah..." He got up and let out a frustrated sigh. He raked his hair back. "I'm sorry. I wish I wasn't such an idiot and just a fucking-" I silenced him with a kiss. "I love you just as you are idiot." "And I love you." ____ Zinhle has finally got her eyesight back and is now engaged to Leon Kelly. She never thought she'd find such a man. An honest, trustworthy and selfless man who's presence alone made her feel warm inside. A man who respected and treasured her. So far their relationship had been an adventure like no other. They thought they could conquer the world together. In fact, the road after engagement to marriage is simple right? All you're doing is planning a wedding. The hardships are over. They soon discover living together is not as easy as they thought and that the road to marriage isn't sunshine and rainbows. In fact, it's tough. It would have them fighting like never before and questioning their future together. But most of all, it would teach them a very important lesson in life. Love is tough. Love hurts. It won't always be full of hugs and kisses, it will sometimes include heart breaking words and scars. But because it's love, no matter how many times you have to pick up and fix up your heart after its ripped out, stabbed and kicked around, you always find a way to go back for the little moments you treasure.
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