lying to my love

lying to my love

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"Although i loved the fire he created and lived for the intimacy, its seems I've forgotten that fires are dangerous and can burn me" Andy loved the heat between her and Theo but over time the harmless flame that came into the world on the night of there first kiss maybe even there first touch, that flame become stronger, and became a forest fire.But they forgot that as much as the love the warmth, fire kills and destroys. It was certainly not love at first sight, two people who had already decided to be alone, found one another in a not so happy way, but grew to love and care for each other. Started by a bet by two drunk idiots became the biggest mess the two college students have ever created.
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Sienna Lux was the kind of woman you remembered. Not just because of her sultry eyes or the smoky laugh that clung to the air like perfume-but because she never looked back after she had you. She was the city's worst-kept secret, the whispered name passed between silk sheets and smoky lounges. Bartenders knew her drink. Ex-lovers still dreamed about her touch. Her stilettos clicked like a metronome of seduction through downtown Manhattan, where the nights never ended and the mornings didn't ask questions. Men had fallen for her. Women, too. And Sienna? She collected hearts like souvenirs-never cruel, never cold, just untethered. "I don't do forever," she'd say, lips brushing a collarbone, fingers tangled in hair. "But I'll make tonight unforgettable." And she always did. Her first love was a boy named Theo who tasted like cherry vodka and promised the world. He was her gateway drug. But it was Marla-older, dangerous, wrapped in leather and laughter-who changed everything. One stolen kiss in a nightclub bathroom, and suddenly, men were optional. Sienna chased women like smoke-impossible to hold, but intoxicating to taste. There was Camila, who wrote poetry on her skin with lipstick. Freya, who was married. And Alix, the tattooed bartender with heartbreak in her eyes and hands that didn't know how to say goodbye. But none of them made her stop. None of them made her stay. Until Jade. Jade was not her usual type. She was soft, a little shy, with eyes like spring and a laugh like something Sienna didn't deserve. They met at a gallery opening-Sienna in velvet, Jade in denim-and the moment stretched like warm honey.

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