meilleure amies ...

meilleure amies ...

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un jour jai rencontré une personne qui d'après moi n'aurai pas été mon amie avant de la connaitre mais a force c'est devenu ma meilleur amie et pendant notre amitier il y a eu des hauts et des bats a vrai dir surtout des bats mais notre amitier étai si forte je lai aimer comme j'aurai voulu quelle m'aime elle a pu me dire des choses qui mon blessé mais je n'arrive pas à la remplacer je ne montre pas se qui se passe dans ma tête mais defois juste la phrase "sa ne redeviendra pas comme avant " fait mal mais je n'est pas montré de se sentiment je lui ai fai comprendre que je men fichais mais enfait pas du tout et javai lespoir quelle vienne comme elle lavai fait une foi et quelle me dise que sa lui manque comment on etai avant mais nn .. defois je la voi prendre quelqu'un dans ces bras mais je détourne le ragard parce que je me sens gêner et je pense quelle ma zaper mais bon comme elle l'a di je lai perdu ... mais bon il va bien falloir tourner la page .. un jour
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[WARNING - EXPLICIT CONTENT] I pulled my elbow from his death grip. "You're ashamed of me. Admit it. You hate the idea of been seen with me." I shot venomous accusations his way. He didn't look at me. I'd rejected his kiss, pushed him away from and in return he'd turned cold and cruel, again. He'd shown nothing but hatred for me in public yet held me with aching tenderness when it was just us. I was sick of his games. He needed to decide whether he wanted me or not. "You parade new girls daily in front of my eyes," a sob escaped my throat. "And don't even deny you don't occasionally screw Charlotte behind my back." His ice blue eyes pierced my soul with his sharp gaze. He was teetering on the verge of lashing out on me. "How would you feel if I did the same to you, huh?" I pushed at his stiff chest. "Had several boyfriends, invited them to our home." His eyes cut to me, and a look darker than I've ever seen clouded his features I gestured to our grandiose home bought by his dizzying wealth. "And parade them right in front--" Before I knew it, I was face down and nearly suffocated by the soft material of our couch, I barely noticed my skirt pushed upwards and panties shoved aside. "You're my goddamn wife, Astoria. I will not tolerate your defiance." The sound of his belt loosening, zipper lowering, he entered me violently taking my breath with him. "Yet everyone thinks I'm still your charity case because you won't claim me." "You want to be claimed? Fine. But I am warning you, this lifestyle you're so accustomed to will be gone. I will be dirt poor and your family will be fired." "Then divorce and set me free. I am done being your dirty secret." Axel Trent, the spoiled prince always got whatever he wished for, and I was one of the thing he had wished to possess. Our fate were meant to collide in the cruelest way possible. It left me shattered. THIS IS A TOXIC ROMANCE BOOK. DON'T EXPECT HEART AND FLOWERS cover by IvvyKy

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