Love is Where we Are

Love is Where we Are

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"Why did you even come back here?" Mason's words were slurred, falling off his tongue with bitter disdain. Until that morning he had never expected to see Roxanne again, and over the years he had convinced himself that he hadn't wanted to. Never would he have ever guessed that she was the one his father had hired as his new personal assistant. "My life stopped revolving around you when you cheated on me." Roxie spat back instantly. "You know, mere weeks before we were suppose to be married? I don't need to answer to you." She took hold of the door, moving to slam it in his face. She couldn't believe he had the audacity to show up at her apartment in the middle of the night, completely intoxicated, to antagonize her. Mason moved quickly, blocking the door with his body, surprising them both that he hadn't landed on his face. "Mason, get out before I call the police." Mason's eyes narrowed at her, glaring. Before he could process what he was doing he had her pressed against the back of the door, his hands on either side of her face. "Fuck you, Roxie." His lips crashed to her's, sloppy and uncalculated, but she didn't resist. A reluctant moan passed her lips and her fingers dug into the expensive fabric of his Armani button up shirt.
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Olivia Morningstar just wants to live a normal life. As an actress though, her life is anything but and although she doesn't let it faze her, the attention is sometimes sickening and that's why she tries to live her life on the low. She got cheated on. Angry but not hurt. Throw in a mix of a careless little sister and a sick best friend and watch how these take a toll on her life. Add a shit ton of paparazzi and a secret case the man she's interested in is working on and her life isn't so much private anymore. ~~~ He breaks the kiss as he looks directly at me, no doubt memorizing what I look like as he fingers the fuck out of me. "Be mine?" He asks. "I-I thought that was... wasn't until the first date," I whisper, not knowing where my sighs ended and his started. We're so close that I'm sure I'm inhaling his exhale and vice versa, with none of us giving a fuck about it. "Can't wait." He breathes out, slipping his index finger too, stroking faster and deeper and I grip the bedsheets tighter, waves of pleasure taking control as I groan with eyes shut, coming close. "Be mine?" He asks again and I could feel his eyes still trained on me. Unable to speak, I nod. "Words, Olivia. Words." "I- uh, fuck it, yes, I'll be yours," I reply with a hoarse voice, a voice I can't recognize. I let my hands go up to his hair, removing the band that held it together, so it'll fall in soft waves and I can run my hand through it freely. "Then, I think I'm also yours." [Word count: 85,000-90,000] Trigger warning: ~Sexual assault. ~Mentions of violence. ~Mature Language. ~Sexual content. ~Mentions of suicide.

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