Until I Met You

Prostitution. Sounds difficult? Not as bad as when you do it secretly. But what if it doesn't remain a secret? Especially when someone who should not know, finds out about it?

Aftermath · Urban

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44 Chs

She's Staying (37)

Grace

I woke up. Feeling exceptionally warm. I realized it was Jake who was clinging to me and I to him. He looked so peaceful while sleeping. Like he didn't have a single worry in the world. His brows weren't furrowed in annoyance and all the lines that he kept on his such a good-looking face were now cleared. When I was admiring his face, his lips formed a self satisfying lazy grin.

“Like what you see?” He asked without ever opening his eyes. I couldn't help but grin in return.

“Oh. More than you can imagine.” I said. His grin disappeared and he opened his eyes. And his eyes twinkled mischievously. I started backing away from him, but he spun us around so that I was beneath him, and he was over me. His hands were on the both sides of my head.

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