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37 Days Fake it to make it
POV X I’m feeling an immense amount of guilt as I leave Millie in the penthouse, I don’t want to do this. If this weekend goes well, I may reconsider my no-relationship rule. I don’t want anyone else but her and I sure as fuck don’t want her seeing anyone else. Jesus, just the thought fires me up. It’s already 11 pm and I head to my club to get this bullshit over with. I’m nervous as fuck to be having Aspen here in the house. There are way too many eyes around here for comfort. I already know Aspen will be all over me and the last fucking thing I want is to break my girl's heart by some snitch getting the wrong impression. I start walking to the VIP area and there she is with eyes locked on me, Aspen. Her hair is stick straight and glossy, she’s wearing the shortest red dress probably ever made. The material looks like it was painted onto her body. Yeah, normally I’d be intrigued but tonight I want my Millie, The only thing is I can’t have her, not now. “X! Come over here!”
37 Days Not the bachelor
POV Millie I haven’t moved from my spot on the living room couch since X left. I have an absolute awful feeling about this weekend, that I just can’t shake. I’m feeling lonely in this huge penthouse all by myself, thank god Steph and the girls agreed to come hang with me tomorrow, otherwise, I’d drive myself into insanity. I called my mom after X left to unload my stress. X texted me about an hour ago that he’s already missing me, which makes me feel a fraction better than I did before he left. He promises to not do anything stupid and I sure as hell hope he follows through with that. I eventually get up from my now warm spot on the leather couch, getting ready for bed, laying there between his sheets while he is downstairs doing only god knows what. … The sunlight coming from the balcony door is shining right on my face causing me to squint as I lazily open my eyes. I get this awful feeling in the pit of my stomach, I sit up on the bed with urgency. No sign of X being here
37 Days Ditched
POV X It’s two in the morning and we just left the club. It’s officially Sunday. In just a few hours this will all be over and I can go back to my girl. I’m buzzed as fucked right now. Julian, Adria, Penelope, Aspen, and I are hanging out in a private lounge room. I’m currently on the third floor and Millie is just above us, probably sleeping like the angel that she is. I miss her like crazy. We’re all sitting on a large, brown leather couch, Aspen is sitting on my lap while Adria is cutting lines of coke on the coffee table for each of us. I snort my line of cocaine through my nostril, letting the powder take its effect on me. Aspen rips off her shirt and red bra, leaving the top half of her body completely bare. She sits back on my lap but straddles me this time around. She interlocks her mouth with mine and grabs my hands guiding them to her ass. I hold onto each cheek while entangling my tongue with hers. I hate this, I absolutely fucking hate this. I want this to be M
37 Days Hideously naive
POV Millie Ghost is standing near the doorway. Is he the one on duty for tonight? “Millie.” The hideous man of a person says. “Um..what’s up?” I ask staring at the large scar that runs down his face. “Look Millie…” he says while scratching the back of his head. “I want to apologize for how badly I handled everything with you. I shouldn’t have reacted that way, I can tell you’re a good person, and uh..I don’t know…I think you need to see something on the third floor.” He says slumping his shoulder looking guilty. “What is it?” I ask cautiously. “It’s X..” he says with regret in his tone. “Is he okay?!” I ask frantically. “Yeah, yeah, he’s fine.” He says. I furrow my eyebrows in more confusion. “Millie, you don’t belong here, you deserve more than this.” He says and I’m beyond thrown off by Ghost’s sudden change in attitude towards me. “I can bring you there, or I can just give you the room number.” He trails off. I’m captivated by curiosity to know what Ghost i
37 Days Deal or not
POV X Millie…no Millie. My gaze is locked onto her awestruck face, she’s wearing my clothes as I’m completing naked with only my dick hidden, still sitting inside Aspen. I hastily remove it and the whole foursome comes to a screeching halt. “Millie…” I say with plead in my voice. My words break her of the trance she was in, she says nothing, booking it out the door. “Millie! Wait!” I yell out in desperation. I rip the condom off of me forcefully and pull up my jeans up as fast as humanly possible. “Who’s Millie?” Aspen asks. “She’s just some stuck-up bitch fucking X,” Adria says so matter of fact, I could just kill her right now. I’m shirtless and only in my black denim jeans, I eagerly make my way to the open door but not before Aspen opens her stupid fucking mouth. “X, do not leave here, do you want me reporting this back to my father?” She says full of power. “I don’t give a fuck, do what you gotta do,” I say in the most asshole way, running out the door. I
37 Days 37 days, unattainable
POV Millie I hear X call after me. I pick up my pace running for the staircase, I don’t want to hear a single word he has to say, I don’t want to see his face right now or ever again in my fucking life. I accelerate down the steps to the point that I’m practically flying. I’m numb, I’m so numb that I can’t even cry. I feel as though I’m having an out-of-body experience with my mind gliding on autopilot. I need to get out of here. I finally make it to the first floor and somehow I’m not dying for breaths, painful adrenaline courses through me. I walk through the kitchen where Steph is sitting on the counter and Julian between her legs as they fiercely make out. I don’t pay them any mind, I have a destination I need to get to and that’s my only focus, to leave. “Millie?! Millie wait! What’s wrong?” I hear Steph call out to me but I ignore her. I hear from a distance behind Steph speak again, “What did you do?! What the fuck did you do X?” Oh no, he’s too close, I s
37 Days Conflicted promises
POV Stephanie I stand at the top of the staircase with Julian by my side. I watch Millie speed out of the driveway. What the fuck just happened? I can piece together my assumptions. My eyes are now glued onto X who is at the bottom of the staircase on his hands and knees still pounding his fists against shards of Millie’s nonexistent phone, begging to a long gone Millie. “Fuck!” X screams out at a high volume. X’s hands are now profusely bleeding, Julian darts down the steps and runs to X pulling him off the ground. X stands up with blood dripping down from his hands. “C'mon man, let's go inside.” Julian gently suggests. X aggressively pushes Julian off of him “No! I need to go find her! I need to find her,” he yells out in panicky desperation. I stare at the two of them dumbfounded by the scene that just occurred. X catches me staring, he runs up the stairs in a second flat leaving a puddle of blood on the pavement. “Stephanie! Please, please tell me where she
37 Days PART 2. The other half of me
PART 2 of book POVXPain. Pain is coursing through my body, mind, and soul. I can deal with the physical pain, but what I can’t seem to get a grip over is the fresh feeling of pain in my heart. Personally, I’ve never been heartbroken before. I am always the one breaking someone else’s heart, never been on the receiving end. I broke my baby’s heart which completely destroyed mine in the process. My mind is going a mile a minute as Julian walks me to his room. He’s not stupid, he knows bringing me to the penthouse would be a fast trigger. Trigger. Millie, with my gun in her hands, pointed at me. The hate in her beautiful, once so innocent face, carried so much disgust for me that she pointed the most lethal weapon at me, being the target. I did that, I caused her all that hate she felt. She was so desperate to be anywhere than near me that she felt the need to point a gun at me as a threat. I know in my heart it was nothing more than a scare tactic, she never turned the safe
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