PROLOGUE

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When my mother used to sit me down and tell me about her great love, I pictured something alike in my mind for myself.

She told me that there was a person for me out there, someone who will love me like I should be loved and cherish me.

She didn't tell me how hard love can hurt, as well. She warned me for it, but fuck, she skipped a few details on the heartache.

She didn't warn me about men like Roman Moreno.

He crashed into my life like a wave.

Took me by surprise and left me breathless.

If I'd known what kind of force he was, maybe I would've stayed away. Maybe I would've stayed on the edge, instead of falling into the deep pit that's called infatuation and lust.

My eyes were opened when I went in, yet I couldn't have been more blind.

He was the one thing I should've stayed away from. The forbidden fruit and god knows how badly I wanted to take a bite.

How much I'd wanted a taste and chase that release.

The more I pushed, the more I twisted the knife in my hands and entered the dangerous waters.

I felt his hands around my neck as his words whispered over my skin.

The butterflies in my stomach died a gruesome death when I opened my eyes and saw my own hands taking my breath.

The butterflies in my stomach died a gruesome death when I opened my eyes and saw my own hands taking my breath

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