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[lilacsodabottles]

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Alma’s normal days was slowly starting to flow together, the thin line between good and bad days disappearing before her eyes as they all began to turn more and more gray. She had a lot of freedom to do what she wanted, like any other person would. She could go hang out with friend, go shopping if she wanted to, go on vacation to visit her family or go on business trips with her work place. All fairly normal. Except no matter what she did her fiance always seemed to find something wrong with it and it was always her fault, never his own. He would sometimes be away for weeks because of his work or because he felt like it. When he’d come home he’d drink and expect for her to do his bidding. There was nothing but terrible and degrading words thrown her way together with threats and a few throw objects. On the real bad days he’d even take it out directly on her. A slap or a punch to the face or sometimes simply grabbing her and throwing her into the wall. All of this was the reason why the affair had started in the first place. An affair that made her feel loved and appreciated for once.

It was a night similar to so many other. He had gotten drunk, they had gotten into and argument which resulted in her taking a hit. Her arm was slowly bruising and knew she needed to get out. She made up a story about helping a friend and fled the house, terrified that if she stayed he’d hit her again. She went to the only person she knew understood. Her secret lover. She made her way through the city and to his front door, gently knocking on it. When he finally answered she looked at him with a saddened smile.”I needed to get away..Sorry for not calling or writing in advance but...Can I please stay here for the night?” She asked,

[sarawritesx]

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Dancing for Elisia has been her whole life since she could remember. She always loved to move to the beat, and today was proudly working at her own dancing school with a couple of her friends, giving classes while also performing at various clubs at nights. She loved doing what she likes, but what Elisia hated the most was being mistaken for a striper. The dancers always dressed up provocative, and even if she wasn’t up on the stage, or dancing in one of the cages, Elisia loved showing off her tight, curvy body by dressing… well, not dressing too much. Surely it was something her brothers never approved of but she was an adult now, and having protective brothers was always a big plus in her life.

Currently she was resting, dressed in a tight short black dress with a deep cleavage and fish nets matched with high heels.  Sipping at the gin&tonic, the raven haired girl glanced up towards the bartender when he said a gentleman on the very end is asking for her. And as dark hues glanced in the direction, pearly white teeth showed as she grinned from ear to ear. Jack Russell has been coming over more and more, and she wasn’t going to complain about it; she knew him, through her brothers who were part of his bike gang, as she always called it, even though her brothers tried to convince her it was just a club. Smacking her lips together to make sure her lipstick was even over her lush lips, she walked her way towards where he was seated. “Jack Russell, this is the thirst time this week I’m seeing you at the club. My brothers might get suspicious of your intentions; this doesn’t seem like much of your scene.”Elisia teased, head crooking to the side as she carefully took a seat next to him, legs crossing, back straight as she always knew how to take right posture and show off what there was to show.

[sarawritesx]

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Her shoulders were still tense but they eased up a bit after a sigh she let out when she heard Calvin’s voice. Laura hated to admit that she couldn’t do something on her own, but there was so much going on and she struggled; until she found him. There was some resistance at first, for taking in someone to work so closely with her but when she cooperated with him, Laura saw a lot of herself in Calvin and he proved himself worthy to help her out over and over again. Not to mention he was great in bed so the redhead had that covered, too, even though she was always strongly against sleeping with the employees, Calvin was a man, wise, capable, intelligent, all the traits Laura appreciated and seeks for. “I took care of one problem, we both know that is not the last of them. Someone always has to fucks up something in this god damn place.”the redhead said in almost a growl.

Laura sucked in a breath when she felt his hands on her shoulders, and began to ease up immediately. The stress was bad on her, she knew that already, and no one really cared how she felt or how she was doing aside from him. “I know… I know, but you also know I’m such a control freak. Often I lead myself with the thought how it’s better to do it yourself than let someone else do the job for you. But I should remember more often how amazing you are at what you do.”the redhead murmured and slowly turned around on her high heels to take a look at him. She brushed her long, pale fingers through his dark locks and gave him a nod of approval. “Sure, that sounds like a great idea. I really don’t want to talk business anymore, it’s been… such a long week. It can wait until tomorrow morning.”she mused and gave his lips a quick peck. “Pour us both drinks. Take my favorite from the stash.”

[sarawritesx]

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Being a daughter of a rich aristocrat and part of the family who was in the highest of class for generations people thought everything was pitch perfect in their lives; everyone assumed someone so young and beautiful like Catalina was the happiest and luckiest girl in the world but the truth was much worse. She never had a real childhood, and most of the time was miserable; there were expectations of others she had to achieve, to act certain ways, and not do certain things. Truth was she felt caged ever since she could comprehend the world around her and even one of the most important decisions in her life, who is she going to marry, wasn’t her choice. A marriage was arranged between her and certain Nicholas; he was in the same rank as they were, which was basically what her parents were looking for. Nicholas was a bit older, and handsome, but didn’t have a good reputation following him; he gambled, chased for other girls, even younger than Catalina, and had suppressed anger issues. Rumors were he killed one of his lovers before, and was known for girls who he had slept with would be bruised and beaten in the mornings. And even with all of that, her parents were more than willing to marry her off to him.

But she was having none of it; for the first time in her life she mustered some courage and came up with a plan; after tonight’s masquerade ball and all the fuss caused by it, she’ll have enough time to slip away and run. And if they go after her, if they track her down, she had a small bottle liquid medicine which she required from the pharmacist for sleep problems, but knew it could be deadly if she takes it all. Enough was enough and she needed to fight for herself. The festivity itself was kind of fun, she enjoyed how much people would dress up and all the masks were stunning; but there was only one thing on her mind, and it made her feel overwhelming so she headed to the back of the mansion, on the open balcony, to get some fresh air. Barely heard steps behind her made her breath hitch as she turned around to see a masked man joining her on the silent, breezy night. “Are you not enjoying the ball, my Lord?”