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gaze cuts to the numerous amounts of shot glasses lined up and knows she can only handle so much before she tips over , “afraid i’m going to have to .” gestures for the bartender to end it there before he ended him , reaching for faeryn in the same breath . “come on , let’s go ,” where ? he’s not sure yet , but staying there wasn’t a good idea anymore . not if she was intent on drowning herself in her own sorrows . saw it with his older brother and would be damned if he sat back and let her do it , too .
a lime wedge placed between her teeth, she sucks on the tart, acidic juice to palliate the taste of liquor. “ no, come back— ” she objects at the bartender, but it’s too late, the older male already occupied with another patron. “ i’m not going anywhere. ” stubbornness shining through as digits reach for another shot, even as he tries to interject, and a hint of a tipsy smile tugs at her lips. “ isn’t this what you and your boys get up to every weekend ? ” like the parties he used to be intent on getting her to come to. “ i don’t see why it’s a problem when i do it. ” — “ unless you’re a hypocrite, crew. ”
lets lace fall to her bare feet as she remains stuck in place , the air growing hot and suffocating her . there’s a splintering tear in her tone , but it’s useless just like she is . “fuck you ,” he probably couldn’t taste her on his tongue anymore or maybe it’s just bitter now that the high is over . in typical fashion . and she’s sick of it , “aren’t you fucking tired ?”
knows exactly what she’s asking but talking has never been their strong suit, confrontations always executed physically. “ i don’t know what the hell you’re asking, church, ” the syllables are jarring and constricting against his throat, avoiding the topic, dismissing her. like always. and the aftermath of his own destruction is a sight he can’t stand to take in any longer, so he’ll turn the opposite direction, trudging towards the bathroom where he starts the water in the shower, eager to wash her off of him.
gaze flickers up to meet his through her lashes , his dismissal nothing more than a dull ache — her ability to feel drowned out by the alcohol coursing through her bloodstream . normally she'd cower , but not tonight . not when her sole focus is wanting to see him , wanting to be close to him . " it's me ! " calls out over his shoulder , propelling herself forward into his place — though she stumbles on her way through the door , barely catching herself before standing up straight . " it's zara . " projects her voice again for lexie , or sarah , couldn't tell the difference between how they sounded . only once she's inside does she turn to face him , hues raking down his body shamelessly as she addresses him again . " are you still— ? " the insinuation is clear , bending down to remove one heel after the other . " i'll join . " anything to feel him again . grins decisively as her digits fiddle with her skirt — finally she finds the zipper , beginning to slide it down while glancing over at him expectantly .
she’s wasted, he thinks to himself as she invites herself in and makes her presence known. the exuberance in her voice was the first indication, her bold confrontation was another. he hears lexie approach from behind, entering the living area where they stood, and he doesn’t have to see her face to detect the sure smirk planted across the femme’s countenance as she snickers, ‘ oh, this is going to be good. ’ he doesn’t say anything yet, eyes tracking zara’s movements, watching the way she momentarily struggles before drawing the zipper down the side of her skirt. a familiar sight that incites a low fire inside his chest, and despite knowing he should stop her, the catastrophic side of him wants to see how far she’ll actually go. how far she’ll let him take it this time. “ does your fiancé know you’re here ? ” the word alone tastes acidic on his tongue, but he swallows the bitterness to take it another step further. he drags his gaze up her body to find hers, “ should we invite him too, or ? ”
minions . he could laugh , brows shooting up as concern etches beneath chocolate hues ; watching her closely . something was wrong and she wasn't , grayer had told him she was spiraling and he had to see it for himself to know what he meant . knew she was out over the weekend for a competition , the results coming in close , but she hadn't won and though he called , she never answered .
she’ll take his lack of an answer as a yes, grumbling, “ whatever. ” returning her focus to the shot glasses in front of her — three empty, another three filled with tequila — she lifts a full one to her mouth. “ ’m not letting you and your friends ruin my fun. ” she downs the liquor and features grimace as it burns her throat, warming insides in a way she’s not used to. because this wasn’t her, this was never her idea of fun. this was just a desperate attempt to distract herself from her own failure.
she could laugh if it wasn’t so fucking pathetic , “you always fucking do this .”
and she always fucking let him. picking up the lace garment he’d ripped off of her just moments ago, he tosses it in her direction. “ i’m sorry— ” except his voice lacks remorse and is instead tainted by sarcasm, “ did you want to cuddle ? ”
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“ lemme guess — your little minions tattled on me ? ”
there's many emotions that course through her at the idea her secret may be rumbled. the first is the most obvious, shock. the second is disappointment in herself for not being as good at hiding it as she thought she was. the third, and perhaps most prevalent, is fear. though as always she puts on her best front, does her best to act like an unwavering force when below the surface she's losing more of her grip by the day. all this for a father who only seems to know how to let her down. " if you plan on outing me, " she begins to say, hushed tones despite the fact their setting seems to be otherwise abandoned, " then you may as well pull out your gun and shoot be now, because if he doesn't kill me everyone here will be lining up to do it. " / @heavenincarnated
she’s brave to approach him, he’ll give her that. and she earns herself even more credit where credit is due when she suggests putting a bullet through her head, all for a secret he’s not one hundred percent sure what he planned to do with just yet. it was merely armor, something to protect himself after their initial conversation implanted a suspicion that there was more to her than meets the eye. a card up his sleeve, because he knew he had to have plenty of those to survive in a world where he couldn’t trust anyone. he could do it — what’s a little more blood on his hands — especially when they didn’t owe each other any loyalty. but there’s something about her … he deliberately lets her stew on the notion, before breaking the weighted silence with discreet syllables of his own, “ do you think i tell people things ? ”
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never in a million years did he think he'd agree to a publicity stunt, certainly not with her, the epitome of a drama queen. though despite many objections, his team insisted femme would be the right person to help clean up his image, and now they're here. good luck to her. " am i an idiot or are you just jealous i was giving another girl my attention? " quips with a quirked brow, shit-eating grin spreading across feats as she settles on his lap. palms of his hands instinctively find their way to the curve of her ass, giving it a firm squeeze. if she wants him to act his part, he'll get into character. " nah, that's child's play. give me a kiss like my girlfriend would. " eggs her on, curious to see how far he can push. " show them what you're made of, princess. "
elira stefani and xander steele, rising starlet and atomic daze’s bad boy. everyone will eat it up, her publicist had told her, though it didn’t require much convincing. even amidst her newfound fame, she was still open to anything that would garner her more attention, more popularity. a promise to her younger self and a prayer she’d recited every night in her childhood bedroom that one day, she’d be the biggest star this world has seen. “ why would i be jealous ? ” questions like it’s the most absurd assumption, syllables purred against the crook of his neck as his palms land on her rear. his touch and challenge ignites the flame, spreading a fire of passionate hatred that arises from somewhere in her lower abdomen. “ you’re a cocky .. egotistical .. dick, ” murmurs through kisses trailed up the length of his neck. “ if anything, i did the poor girl a favor, ” by reclaiming her own rightful position on his lap, rising to the dare as she finally presses a fervent kiss to his lips.
eyebrows raise , she did . that’s what he thought so what the hell is this ? and why does it reek like she’s hiding something ? almost felt like he caught her red-handed in a lie and he never liked that feeling . not when they spent months reconciling what was almost destroyed by his past with another woman , who he immediately ended things with when he realized where his heart was . with her . here , in a home they built together . tension flares across his chest , setting it on fire as gaze fixates on her every move , clocking how she avoids looking at him . “what aren’t you telling me , riley ?” tongue dampens across lesser , taking a premature step forwards , not wanting to corner her . but he can’t shake the feeling in his stomach that something was going on — something she didn’t want him finding out about . “look at me — hey ,” he reaches finally to tuck his fingertips beneath her chin to turn it towards her , “what’s going on ?”
she’s never hidden anything from him, never felt like she needed to, yet transparency becomes a little more complicated when she’s trying to protect him. time it takes for her to down the water is nearly not enough to think about her answer before he’s closed the gap between them and captures her gaze. handling her with a touch so caring, so gentle, so different from how other men have treated her in the past. even now, it serves as the very reminder of the stark contrast between him and dante. but she should have known making a deal with the devil would come back to bite her in the ass some day. “ nothing you have to worry about, ” ultimately answers after a heavy beat of silence, attempting to mask her own concerns with an earnest front. she could either feed him a blatant lie or reveal the truth while withholding certain parts of it, which in that moment felt like the lesser of two evils. “ i quit, dante wanted me to stay, so we compromised. ” as if it was that simple.
gaze pinches before she’s shoving manicured fingernail into his chest , “no . how about you answer my question for once ? you self-entitled prick !” foot stomps . hates how she lets her emotions get the best of her , never one to hold them back or tuck them until it’s safe . she was fierce and passionate , and it shows when the flame berates through hazel hues , hardening them at the thought of what she knew . what she found out . carly was her name . carly , that was pretty and now she wanted to know everything about the femme : was she prettier than her ? smarter ? funnier ? did she listen to him ? was she tame ? was she everything he wanted ? god , since when did she become this pathetic ? but she held a sacred place for him , always wore her heart on her sleeve despite knowing better . brought to paris to be watched because she couldn’t be trusted in vegas just for him to play around with other girls behind her back . “you’re a fucking hypocrite , you know that ? have no problem putting a bullet in other guys but you can go around getting your dick wet ? fuck you , lucky .”
hand lifts to wrap his digits around her wrist, prying her index away from his chest. “ you’re being a brat, ” criticism muttered through gritted teeth, albeit remaining calm. one of them had to maintain their composure, and he’s always been better at that. partly because of the things he’s seen, the things he’s been through — you either become desensitized or you go mad, and he couldn’t afford the latter. already had an inkling from the initial mention of paris what this was about, speculations confirm as she jumps to her own conclusions about how she thought he’d spent his time in europe. “ is that what you think i was doing in paris — getting my dick wet ? ” he challenges with a raise of his brows, gauging the extent of the thoughts running rampant in that head of hers, “ sleeping with other women behind your back ? toying, messing, playing with them ? ” eye contact doesn’t waver one bit, regardless of the sarcastic undertone in his words. “ you don’t know the half of it, freya. ” his stay at bennett hadn’t been for his own personal entertainment, no matter what she thinks she knows.
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surprise flitters across her expression as the door swings open to reveal him — surprise that shouldn't be there , considering she's at his place . " zeno . " breathes his name out in relief , the smile that spans the width her cheeks involuntary , as is the way she struggles to stand on her own two feet . " hi . " / @heavenincarnated
hair is ruffled and his shirt’s been thrown on in a rush, buttons left undone, bare torso peeking out from underneath, as he opens the door for his unexpected visitor. he barely has the chance to register her presence before lexie’s voice is calling for him in a singsong from behind, ‘ z, who is it ? ’ the last person he would have anticipated, standing right there in front of him, and every feeling he’s suppressed threatens to breach the surface. but indifference and callousness is what he’s good at. “ it’s nobody. ”
is preoccupied reapplying her lipgloss in the front camera of her phone , trying to feed into the illusion that it'd been ruined . perhaps she's being unfair , maybe mean ... but he'd been dodging her advances for months , and she's grown tired of the cat and mouse game . her , always the cat and him , always the damn mouse . " i'm messing with your head ? " snorts , lids narrowing as she abruptly shoves her phone away and gives him a pointed look . " my deal is that i'm moving on , i'm leaving you alone . just like you wanted me to . i thought you'd be happy -- celebrating , even . so , what's the problem ? "
“ right — my bad, ” a dry scoff travels up the hollow of his throat, sarcasm tainting his following assertion as he throws her own words back at her, “ i didn’t realize moving on and leaving me alone included sending me photos of the outfit you put on for someone else. ” tension lines the curve of his jaw, muscle underneath clenching as he holds her gaze, almost as if challenging her to vocalize whatever absurd rebuttal the wheels in her head was stirring up this time. she’s infused herself into his fucking veins, she has, and he’s finally accepted it. maybe he should have yielded to those emotions sooner, instead of engaging in a mental battle to resist her, because now, this was looking an awful lot like his karma. and it leaves a bitterness in his mouth he wants to get rid of. “ whatever game you’re playing here, ” he leans down, their noses almost touching as he steals her space, “ i want no part of it. ”