"𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝗀𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎,
𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗅𝗌 𝗆𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖻𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎."𝗃𝖺𝗇𝗎𝖺𝗋𝗒 𝟤𝗇𝖽, 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟧: 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗅𝗒𝗇, 𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗒𝗈𝗋𝗄.
𝖻𝗋𝗒𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗌'𝗌 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾. 𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗌.𝟦:𝟢𝟢 𝖯𝖬
"Blueberry waffles with whip cream on top for the love of my life." When I woke up, I was surrounded by a whirlpool of white curtains and strait rose petals. Bryson hovers in between my legs, I was smiling like a complete idiot: he kisses my forehead as I take a bite of the strawberry that was sitting on the delicious substance called whip cream.
Today was the day that Solana, the girls and I would do our first business meeting in 2025. The get together occurred at a mansion that is primitive-looking externally but is modernized internally. It happened once a year, every dealer in New York made their way to this 'party'. The meeting is just a reminder that everyone had zones and special places they sell. Formally known as boundaries, and if one crosses that line there could be consequences.
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
THE WICKED ONE | NOEL.
Fanfic𝘼𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙗𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙘𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙜𝙚, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙞𝙫𝙤𝙧𝙘𝙚𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙨𝙚𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙨 𝙙𝙞𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨. 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙚...