LUXURIOUS LOVE (BL)

LUXURIOUS LOVE (BL)

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Love is a wonderful thing. Love is magical. Love is one of a kind. Love is precious. Love is everything. Those words about love kept on ringing in my ears every day. I once believed in that. But after I found out the truth... I realized that... 'Love is a luxury that some people can only savour and indulge themselves with'. I was cheated. I was betrayed. I was used. But I only smiled and said nothing as I left their hotel room where was filled with the moans and grunts of my best friend and girlfriend... Or maybe... Ex-best friend and... ex-girlfriend. I left. Without any word. Without any goodbyes. Without anything but myself, my name, my knowledge, and the last money I have from the will my deceased parents and grandmother left for me. And when I returned... HAHAHA!! Their faces is so priceless!! But... Is it okay for me to take revenge? Or let them savour the feeling of guilt and dread of betraying me? But... why does my ex-best friend kept on banging at my door? What's his reason? And why does he... kissing me?! ----- WARNING: THIS CONTAINS SCENES, WORDS AND THINGS THAT AREN'T SUITABLE FOR UNDERAGE READERS... YOU'VE BEEN WARNED!! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!
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"I want a divorce." And just hearing him say that my whole world that seemed to revolve around him stopped. Gathering myself I barely managed to speak in a voice that even I could not recognise. I couldn't comprehend anything going around me. "Wh..hy?" As soon as the words left my mouth he threw the file and the photographs spread across the floor. And those photographs had me in compromising positions with not one but several men. Looking at those photos I looked straight into his eyes. Disgust and hatred. The only emotions I could see. Taking a deep breath I composed myself and tried to keep my face void of the emotions I felt at that moment. Hurt and immense pain. If he didn't trust me then he has no right to see me vulnerable too. "Is this the only reason why you want to divorce me? No other except this?" It was foolish of me to ask him but I had to make sure. Also for me trust comes before love. If he doesn't trust me I don't even want to save the relationship. "Is this not enough you whore? What else can I expect from a slut and a gold digger like you! I knew it from the start that all you showed was just a facade. Your innocence, kindness, it was all fake. I just don't believe how can I be so dumb." Was I hurt? No I was broken beyond repair. My heart ached. I felt like I was seconds away from collapsing. I had far exceeded the limit of hurt and pain. I was so powerless in that moment that I couldn't even fight with him. Love makes you strong. I have heard and felt that countless times but they always forget to mention what comes after that. Love makes you weak too. I couldn't shout at him because I loved him. But I had to be brave. For myself. ************************************************** Is love enough for two people to be together or is there something more important than love? This is story of Xander and Sophie who loved each other but still couldn't be together. Because more important than love is trust. © All rights reserved

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