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Dangerous Illusions
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Ongoing, First published Nov 19, 2021
Mature
Sally Jefferson, who is a timid girl in a long-lasting abusive relationship that nobody knows about, not even her two best friends Mary Pendergrass and Ronnie Marin. 

Mary was clueless to the signs but Ronnie couldn't help but feel suspicious which both Sally and Mary shut down constantly.

 Joseph Gram was a jock all through highschool, he is charismatic and frankly a girl's dream of a man, or so everyone was convinced.

His dark ways were hidden behind doors and he took every bit of his aggressions out on the poor Miss Sally. 

Will she be able to escape the living hell she calls her relationship or will this take a deadly turn where the victim doesn't make it out alive in time.
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"You look pathetic crying like a little girl." He spoke his words sharply so much so that she felt the sting of his words, she watched Joseph walk away and immediately she collapsed to the ground. 


You'd believe he was supporting her to stand up by how quickly she fell. She pulled her knees to her chest one after the other and rested her head between them to muffle her sobs.


 She heard the slam of one of the doors and her body jolted with a flinch, keeping her head down she felt like crying over and over until there were no tears left to cry.
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I just close my eyes. Feeling him. Smelling him. Just existing close to him. My fingers clutch at his shirt, like it's the only thing keeping me from doing something reckless. Something completely, irrevocably stupid. Like kissing my son's best friend. And it feels so wrong. Oh God. So damn wrong. But then- His thumb shifts against my skin. A slow, lazy stroke. And suddenly, it feels so right. SO DAMN RIGHT. I breathe in too sharply. Mistake. He notices. Of course, he notices. His grip on my hips tightens. "You always this tense?" I force out a breath. "You always this annoying?" Leo laughs under his breath. "Only when I'm right." I tilt my head, and his eyes are already waiting for me-dark, unreadable, impossibly close. His fingers brush just above my waist. Barely there, but enough. Enough to make me hyper-aware of how easy it'd be to- "You wear this every night, don't you?" It takes me half a second to register what he means. The hoodie. His hoodie. *** 💔 She never expected to fall for him. 🔥 He never stopped waiting for her. 🏡 But some love stories don't follow the rules. Jenny Thompson moved to start fresh. A new neighborhood, a new home, a new beginning. What she didn't expect? Leo Mitchell. Her son's best friend. Fifteen years younger. And looking at her like she's something he's never stopped wanting. She tells herself it's nothing. She tells herself it can't happen. But then- 💬 "I don't know how to stop wanting this." 🔥 "Then don't." 📖 A slow-burn, emotional age-gap romance about love, healing, and the risk of wanting more. ** Taboo. Age gap. Off-limits tension. A love that shouldn't exist-but try stopping it.**