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Her mercy to His penitence

"Don’t do it love! Please. Am sorry I hurt you. How can I live without you? Forgive me. " The girl stood at the cross road. Tears streamed down her pale cheek as she debated between listening to his pleas or to her heart. She was tired and could no longer take any of it. He took everything from her yet she stayed until she felt that her soul was no longer alive. Each pain he caused chipped a little at her soul until there was nothing left to give. She was now an empty soul that was hanging on a thin thread. She was only breathing, but being alive never counted as living. It was time to let go. She closed her eyes and run in to the middle of the road. A loud screech was heard as her blood painted the black tarmac red. Nooo….. @@@@@@@@@@@@@@ NOTE: This work is on-going and not yet edited. DISCLAIMER The cover was made by my darling sister, @Bash. The images used is attributed to the rightful owner. Join my Discord if you wish to interact with me and discuss the characters. https://discord.gg/jJeBuJN8 If you like my writing, you can always buy me coffee. It would be appreciated. https://ko-fi.com/kittenbunny

MUHACHE_JUMA · Urban
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425 Chs

The Players

Lorenzo sat in his office going through his mails. It was a Friday. A lot of things happened to him for the week. Some he was grateful for while others, he wished he could escape.

He wasn't looking forward to the upcoming weekend at all. There was one person be hated more than himself. His biological father. The man who turned him into the monster he was today.

The monster he didn't know he was until his love left him. He has resorted to alcohol and drugs to forget before he met the new Jasmine. Now, he wanted to stay away from drugs. For the very first time in his life, he wished to clean up his shit and become a better man.

Lorenzo wasn't stupid. He has known all along why Arya wanted to play with Jasmine. She was jealous. The girl was the first person he ever set his eyes on kept his gaze there. She was the only one who posed a threat to the firm grip she thought she had on him.