Sirius crouched down beside me, his curiosity piqued. “What’s in the box?” he asked, reaching for it. I block his view, shoving the ring into my bra, and release a shaky breath. He didn’t see the ring, or he didn’t care about such a small white lie. I clutch the keepsake tightly to my chest, my vo
Sirius’s hands roam over my body, pulling me into him as if we can get any closer. My lips open for him and his tongue slides into my mouth as he caresses the curve of my hip. Sirius moves us pushing me against the wall, encasing me in his flexing muscles. Just as I began to lose myself in the kis
I avoid his gaze, looking at the floor, but that is when I recognize the glass on the floor. “Oh did something break?” Sirius tries to tighten his grip on my waist, but I slip out of his embrace too quickly for him to grasp, but I freeze when I see the photo smashed on the floor. I squat down, “El
A shiver runs up my spine, and he tips my face up to his leaving a kiss on my cheek. I stood trembling slightly in front of Sirius, his eyes blazing with fury. The man I had once been so deeply in love with kissed my other cheek, as if he was giving me the mark of death. My breath caught in my thr
“I-I need to tell you something,” Fear flashes across Alston’s face, as he keeps his eyes firmly on my averted gaze. A huff leaves his lips and he pulls away from me. Silence falls heavily around us. I wring my hands, moving far to the other side of the couch. Alston clears his throat and looks at
I glanced at Mary’s avoid gaze as she absentmindedly rubs her forearms. Concerned by the bruises on her arm and torso, I pulled her into the corner of the room out of the ear shot of anyone else.. "Mary, what happened? Did the mafia do this to you?" Mary shook her head, a sad smile tugging at her
I hesitated, rubbing my arms as if a cold storm blew in. “Sure at one point I knew him like the back of my hand." Mary squints her eyes at me, a light smile on her face. “Oh, that’s a very intimate way to know a friend. What changed?” “I am now with Alston and it would not be appropriate for me
I stare at Sirius through the kitchen window, continuously rubbing my sweaty hands together. It turned out, Sirius’s idea of "something I should have done a long time ago" was dining in the main area of the restaurant. When he directed me to be his waitress my face dropped, and my palms began to s