The Boy I Met Online

The Boy I Met Online

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"I love you Kayla. Please don't do this" I try to hold back the tears. but I can't help but wipe away the water in my eyes. I have to do this. This is the only way. "I don't want to do this, but..." I feel someone grabbing me and put something over my face. "I'm so sorry it has to end this way, But too much has happened. I...I really need the money". No way I can't believe this. please be a dream please. "stop please" I says as I'm pushed in to a car trunk. I try to scream but nothings coming out. "I'm so sorry Kayla I hope you for give me" I cry as all the feeling in my body goes away. I see a familiar face than everything goes pitch black.
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One of his hands was snaked around my back while the other dragged up my spine into my hair. With one hard tug, my head fell backward and the shower water covered my face. Gasping for air I felt his mouth make its way around the base of my neck. The hot water was already making my skin hot, but having him so close in this way, made me feel like I should have combusted a long time ago. He jerked me back up to be facing him. He kissed my mouth then drags his eyes down to my neck. "A pretty necklace, for the gorgeous Princess." *** "Tell me River what each kiss means again." He presses one to my cheek. "We're friends." I smile. "Here." He presses a kiss on my hand. "You adore me." I laugh. Then he pressed a kiss to my lips. It was quick barely touching long enough for my nerves to recognize it. "A kiss to the lips," I spoke blankly. My lips still parted in the manner he left me. I'm afraid to move in fear that my brain will forget the feeling. "And tell me again what that means River?" "I love you." A chaste whisper. So quiet, almost as if it didn't need to be said at all to be understood. "And that I do Miss Knight. In all your intensity." *** Two people come to figure out a double homicide. One is mental who is richer than anyone and the other is a detective from New York just trying to get their name on a big case. You may want to eat the rich, but most of them have already starved themselves. insta: csulak_

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