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A Night In Vegas

A Night In Vegas

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"You're a slut" I point to my vagina and whisper those words to it. If it wasn't for it's reaction to him, I wouldn't be hiding in my hotel bathroom right now. It could have been blamed on the amount of alcohol that I'd consume, but I knew even sober, I would have given him my virginity. Even now I only half regretted it. He was a Roman God, and he knew how to work me. "Zariah, are you in there?" Lucas asked in that same hoarse voice that had seduced me last night. Maybe if I pretended I wasn't here he would leave, so I refused to answer him. After he left I would need to book a flight home to go grovel at my boyfriend's feet for his forgiveness. I was an idiot. Obviously not liking being ignored, Lucas barges into the bathroom. His eyes trails over my body before finally resting on my face. "There you are, beautiful" He says, while making his way to me. I was about to tell him to leave, because last night was a mistake, but he captured my lips before I could say any of that. Not long afterwards, I was pressed against the wall with his dick frantically pounding into me.
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"Why are we in an airport?" I asked him as I feel all anxious and his expression's unreadable. It's the same as it started. Inside an expensive car and next to an airport. "Did I tell you that I love you?" I paused. What is he even asking? "Always...." I replied and for some reason his words made my eyes water. "What is this all about Rapha?" "I love you so much, Angel." His eyes began to water as well. My heart begins to struggle... again. "But I don't want to corrupt you." "Rapha what are you talking about?" I placed my hand on his shoulder. "Angel I'm not good for you. I've steal too many things in your life. This time I wanna make things right." Tears began to flow on my face. "But you're already made things right" My voice cracks. "No... it's not enough." Then he looks at me with those boundless emotions that even I couldn't name. "I want you to be happy. Real happiness not those things I planned for you but freedom. I'm not gonna write your chapters anymore you deserve to write your own story." "Rapha I love you" "No. You don't. You only love me because I planned for it. I planned everything." He explained coldly and it stings more than any other words. "No! I. Love. You. Is that too difficult to understand?!" "No it doesn't, but it's not right. You and I don't belong to each other." "Rapha are you even listening to me?! I love you. Do you know how hard it is for me to say those words? Do you even know that I'm confessing my feelings to you right now?!" "Angel-" "Fucking listen! You're not the only one who's suffering" "But this is fucking toxic! What we have is toxic! I'm toxic!" He snapped. "I'm a monster! A devil! You should be afraid of me. You should hate me!" "I want to" I broke. "I really want to. But how could I when I love you?" "Then stop loving me" my heart shattered with his words. "But I can't. I don't know how and I don't want to"

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