Summer of '71

Summer of '71

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"What's wrong, Layla?" he replied lowly in my ear, as he walked very close behind me. His finger dragging across my shoulder and dipping down my back, "You don't like that she looks like you?" he whispered before zipping up the rest of my dress, "I bet she doesn't taste like you." - Erik and Layla have been best friends since they were born. They were practically born to be best friends. The Summer of '71 was their last summer of freedom before Erik joined his father in NYC. Erik promised Layla to write every day and fill her in on his big life adventures, so then why did he go missing? Five years later and Layla hasn't heard a word from him. One night at a nightclub changes everything and she wonders if things will ever go back to the way they were like the summer of '71.
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(COMPLETED) BOOK TRAILER IN CHAP. 1!!! I had just turned 19 and was about to graduate high school, entering into an amazing university. Surrounded by plenty of friends, I had such a bright future ahead of me. Everything changed when I met the devil named Eric. Disguised as an angel, I was pulled into his dangerous world. Eric was one of the most deadly, viperous, and wicked mafia leaders. His name haunted his victims heads. He was every bit of dangerous as beautiful, someone so perfect only existed in my wildest dreams. He was everything a girl could ask for. Or so he perceived it to be. . . Blinded from the start in his ethereal world, soon I realize that it was all merely just a mask. And what lies beneath the mask, was far more sinister. *** WARNING: This story contains violence and mature scenes. Read at your own risk. *** I pulled away, with some difficulty from his tight hold. "I need to go, I can't stay." It didn't change anything for him, he continued to kiss my neck as if I had never spoken. That's when his hand slipped underneath my volleyball spandex. I gasped out, covering my mouth as I shut my eyes. "I know you want to stay, so stay. I'll make you feel better than any high school guy ever could." Eric sexily purred in my ear. His fingers found the weakness between my legs, and my hands clamped onto the back of his neck as his kisses nuzzled on my neck. I leaned my head back, taking in sharp breaths as his fingers felt inside me. He was so good at everything he did, I was learning from what seemed a professional. After taking another brief look at the clock, I decided to take the risk. After all, an adventure is much more fun when it's dangerous. Or so I'm hoping, I never really had the guts to do anything mischievous before. *** #1 in Romance 7/22/18 His Obsession. Copyright © 2018. All Rights Reserved.

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