The Lost Ones

The Lost Ones

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The rain poured down on us, drenching my dress and hair. I stared at him, a look of confusion taking over my face. The one who I thought was always going to be there for me, who would never hurt me, was holding a gun to my head. As if reading my thoughts, a tear slipped down his cheek, barley noticeable with all of the raindrops already there. He moved a stray piece of hair from my eyes with the barrel of the gun, placing it right back into the same spot when it was moved. His deep, brown eyes glassed over, causing mine to do the same. I hated how much I cared for him. "Don't cry, little mama. You know I would never hurt you." He smiled lightly, sniffling. I mustered up whatever was left of my voice. "Then why are you doing this?" My voice cracked towards the end, making me sound smaller and weaker than I wanted to. His smile faltered, and he looked back at the group of people behind him. They all motioned for him to go on, pushing him to finish his job. He looked back at me, his eyes trailing from the tears falling down my cheeks to my visible shaking body. "I'm sorry, little mama," he choked out before looking away to the people behind him. A cracking sound rang through the air, and that was it. Or so I thought.
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Suited for an audience 18 and older. Read at your own discretion. *** "Don't think for a second I don't hate you any less because we're married," I hiss out. Seeing Gabriel's growing smirk only pisses me off more. "If I knew what I was signing up for when I agreed to this then I would have ripped that stupid contract up the first chance I got." My sentence trails off when Gabriel takes another step towards me, then another until he's towering over me. I can feel how huge my eyes become when he slams my back to the bathroom door, wrapping his hand around my throat and pressing it to the wood. A gasp escapes me when Gabriel squeezes it, squeezing until I'm panting for every breath. I can already feel my body betraying me, though. My words may be telling him how much I despise him, but my body knows what the truth is and it shows from the growing arousal between my legs. "Don't be so crude, princesa," Gabriel mutters, forcing my head back to stare into his blazing brown eyes. "Let's not forget that we're a happily married couple. So I suggest you walk into that meeting with a smile on your face... Unless you'd rather have them all listen to me fuck the attitude out of you instead." ***

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