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Drop Dead, Beautiful.

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Hozier: Arsonist's Lullaby||Ane Brun & Vince Clarke: Fly on the Windscreen||Boy Epic: 50 Shades
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ImageArtificially made, perfect sisters. The two were bred for success. Catharine Forbes, had once been a very successful pageant coach, with a long list of success stories to fill her resume. However, her methods of training were inhumane to say the least and it ended in her dismissal of the pageant world. That wouldn’t stop her though, she changed her name and had a few operations. She adopted two unsavory little girls and turned them into pageant queens at whatever the coast; Plastic surgeries, starving them, brainwashing them. Whatever it took for them to climb their way to the top and they did. She didn’t care what it was doing to the girls on the inside or who she had to step on to get her girls to the top.

Now Nineteen and Sixteen, the two sisters are international models. They are the face for several large clothing and lingerie companies. They are inseparable and their so entangled in their world full of constant attention, paparazzi, drugs, hot guys, designer clothes, and V.I.P parties. They have no idea of the storm that’s brewing deep in the deeps of one of Hollywood’s oldest and darkly terrifying secret societies and the plan that has their fake deaths quickly coming to fruition.

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Equinox is the name of the infamous secret society. The society was started in the early 1900s when the film industry was really starting to get popular. Some of Hollywood’s biggest names have been a part of Equinox and some have perished for turning their backs on the dark society. Marilyn Monroe, Elvis Presley, Michael Jackson? Any of those names ring a bell? Equinox is responsible for a lot of Hollywood’s success as well as their down fall. Rub them the wrong way…you’ll end up dead…or worse. The world will think your dead…but your still very much alive and you’ll wish you were dead. Fame…comes with a price.Image
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The Sisters
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Girl One||Age: 19||Falls For Boy Two||FC Behati Prinsloo||Taken by divinedarkness
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Girl Two||Age: 16||Falls For Boy One||FC Abbey Lee Kershaw||Taken by desire99600
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The Sons of the Secret Society Leader
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Boy One||Age:24||Falls For Girl Two||FC Chris Pine||Taken by divinedarkness
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Boy Two||Age: (23-28)||Falls For Girl One||FC Paul Walker||Taken by desire99600
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The NPC Characters
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The Former Catharine Forbes||Age:42||The Sister's Adoptive Mother & Their Manager||FC Kate Beckinsale||Deceased
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Leader of The Equinox||Age: 53||Boy One & Twos Father||FC Robert De Niro||Deceased
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Aspiring Actress||Age: 17||Boy One & Twos Younger Sister||FC Saoirse Ronan
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Famous Musician ||Age: 28||Willow's Ex-Boyfriend||FC Vinnie Woolston
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Works for Equinox||Age: 24||Darke's Ex-Wife||FC Scarlet Johanson
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Famous Actor||Age: 27||Jetta's on again off again boyfriend||FC Hayden Christensen
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Stripper||Age: 20||Currently seeing Enzo||FC Juno Temple||Deceased
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The NPC Characters
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I'm sure you all have seen enough of our RPS to know this is just for us...we don't need rules because we've been RPing forever! You may however stick around and browse! Thanks Divine & Desire!

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Willow liked hearing his groans, loving that she could make him feel as incredible as he made her feel. Enzo slipped her bra off then before quickly flipping her onto her back, his body over hers. She close her eyes and let out soft, breathless moans as he started to kiss his way down her body, setting her on fire in the most incredible way. She'd missed the way his lips felt on her skin. Every second he dragged it out felt amazing and yet agonizing at the same time. She wanted him to fuck her because it had been so damn long, but she also loved when he teased her until she couldn't take it anymore.

He kissed her chest, and she moaned a little louder as he made his way lower, lips teasing her waistline, making her but her lip hard, wanting him to touch her. It had been way too long since he'd touched her and made her feel like no one else could. She felt him smirk against his skin and knew exactly what that meant. He was going to take complete control of her and make her beg. He flipped her swiftly onto her stomach then, pulling her hands behind her back and pinning her down tightly so she was practically helpless.

He pressed his bare chest against her back and she let out a soft sigh of pleasure, loving the way his skin felt pressed against hers. Enzo's lips hovered near her ear while he slipped a hand up her inner thigh, driving her insane. Finally, he slipped his fingers past her panties and started to rub her, causing her to let out soft, but needy moans. The touches were gentle, which made her want more so bad, it hurt. He slipped his fingers inside her then and Willow let out gasped slightly and bit her lip, long, deep moans coming from her as he fingered her agonizingly slowly.

"You want me to make you feel better? Your not going to get it by ordering me around princess." He said calmly, like he could tease her all night. The thought made her shiver. "Tell me exactly what you want baby girl, then beg me for it." He breathed darkly and she moaned at his demand. She'd missed him telling her what to do and making her work for it. Sure, Xander was controlling, but in a cruel way, wanting to make her feel like crap about herself. With Enzo, it was hot and turned her on.m

"Fuck." She moaned breathlessly, pushing her hips up against him hard as he fingered her, wanting him to fuck her. "I want you to fuck me hard." She breathed, her whole body craving him. It had been so long since he'd fucked her. "Punish me, make me forget he ever touched me." She smirked wickedly, referring to Xander, knowing the thought of punishing her would turn him on, but the thought of Xander would piss him off a little and make him rougher, making things that much hotter. "Please." She moaned breathlessly, pushing her hips harder against his touch as she begged him. "Baby please fuck me." She breathed, hoping it was enough.


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Drake had to get away from her. She was making him feel fucking crazy. He wasn't sure how the fuck it was possible to hate someone so much and love them more then anything. He wanted to hurt her, make her realize who she belonged to, kill her, hit her, kiss her, fuck her, and hold her all at the same time. She drove him fucking crazy. The idea of her with Gavin or her and that cop was tearing him apart as well as pissing him off, while at the same time her wicked head games were turning him on.

He had to get shit faced or he wouldn't be able to handle her. It was like three months of not seeing her had been numb and blurred and now that he was near her again, a whole three months worth of anger, hate, love, jealousy, and lust were all hitting him at once, trying to make up for lost time. The effect she had on him was like nothing else, that was for sure.

Downstairs in the kitchen, he grabbed a bottle of vodka and started to drink it in big gulps, leaning against the counter. He paused only to do several lines of coke before finally grabbing the bottle and slipping out of the room. He smashed a vase to the floor on his way through the living room out of sheer frustration before slipping out the back door. He sat in one of the pool chairs as he continued to drink, getting more and more fucked up, hoping like hell, when he saw her again, he didn't lose it.

After a while, she came looking for him. He didn't even have to turn to know she was there. "You just going to sit out here and whine like a little bitch all night?" She called out to him and he gripped the bottle tighter, jaw clenching. "What do I have to do around here to get my boyfriend to fuck me?" She asked and just like that, his anger slipped away and, instead, he wanted to fuck her.

Drake stood and took one last drink of the bottle before tossing it away and turning towards her. He smirked and looked her over in her thin black robe, loving the way it hugged her body in all the right places and he knew she probably had nothing on under it but some lingerie. He walked over to her briskly and grabbed a handful of her long hair, yanking her head back so she had to look at him. "You want to know what you have to do?" He asked, raising a brow.

Drake kissed her roughly then and backed her into the house as he did so. He intended to walk her all the way up to her room, kissing her, but he wasn't patient enough. He wanted to do more then kiss her. He only got as far as the kitchen before he stopped, pushing her up against the counter so hard, there'd be bruises on her lower back. He didn't care that Willow or Enzo could walk in on them, he just wanted to make her moan. He'd missed he sounds of her moans. Drake pulled away from her lips then and untied her robe slowly as he held her eyes before spinning her swiftly and pulling it off her arms from behind, letting it fall to the floor.

He gripped her hair then and used his grip to bend her forward over the counter, leaning down over her. "You're going to have to beg me until you can't take another second. Then maybe I'll fuck you." He breathed in her ear before pressing his lips against the back of her neck and trailing them slowly down her spine, teeth nipping her skin teasingly as he ran a hand up the back of her thigh. He smirked against her skin as he pulled her panties partially down her thighs, not bothering to get them all the way off before he slipped his hand between her legs and started to rub her teasingly.

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She paused as he stood her eyes shamelessly running over him. There was something so amn incredible about him, it was a mix of his danger, his power, and his obsession with her that drove her completely wild. She'd missed him way more than she was willing to admit even to herself. All he was doing was looking at her in the same way Gavin did, yet he made her heart race like Gavin could never. He walked over to her and she caught herself taking a few steps back, not because she was scared, but because when he touched her, she'd melt no matter how hard she tried to fight it, he'd have her.

He grabbed a handful of her hair yanking her head back until her eyes met his and she couldn't help the shiver that ran through her body. She should hate him for what he'd done earlier and he should hate her for her wicked head games, yet they were completely tied to each other. "You want to know what you have to do?" he asked raising a brow and she bit her lip, holding his eyes, she'd give anything for him to touch her. It was absolutely torturous to think he'd been alone with Skylar for months. She needed to know he still loved her, that he still needed her.

He kissed her then roughly an she couldn't help herself, she let out a loud desperate moan against his lips as she kissed him back hard, the kiss was desperate for his, like she was begging this kiss not to be a dream, because she'd had countless dreams of him that were almost unnervingly real while he'd been away. She hadn't even realized that he was backing her up into the house, because she was too distracted by the familiar taste of his lips and the way he made her burn from the inside out. She only realized they were back inside when he pressed her up against the counter so hard she knew she'd bruise but it only turned her on that much more.

He pulled away from her then and for a split second she was terrified he was going to stop all together, until he started to untie her robe, causing a wicked smirk to come to her lips. He spun her quickly then pulling her arms behind her tightly making her bit her lip. He took hold of her hair then and bent her forward of over the counter and as much as she wanted to fight it like she used to she couldn't, because she didn't want to risk him walking away.

"You're going to have to beg me until you can't take another second. Then maybe I'll fuck you." he breathed in her ear and all at once she let out a deep moan and her body trembled because she hadn't heard his voice sound that incredible in what felt like years. It was honestly like an addict who'd been kept far to long from their substance of choice. He pressed his lips against the back of her neck, her moans were short and breath now and he hadn't even really started touching her.

His lips continued to trail along her spine slowly and she already couldn't take much more. His teeth teasing her skin in between kisses and she was ready to beg him, because she wanted him so bad it physically hurt. She felt him smirk against her skin as he slipped her panties half way down her thigh making her hold her breath because she knew what was coming next and it was killing her every second passed like an hour. He slipped his hand between her legs then and started rubbing her teasingly seeing her entire body on fire.

"Shit..." she moaned desperately, it almost sounded like he was torturing her. She could barely even think enough to get any kind of begging out and it was painfully obvious what he was doing to her and she hated that all that time away, hadn't made her any less susceptible to his touch it had made her more helpless to his touch. She lend her forehead against the countertop, her breathing heavily as she tried to clear her head enough to talk. "Baby, please fuck me." she breathed. "Teach me a lesson, I need you to make me scream" she moaned. "I love you baby, fuck me hard." she barely managed.
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It felt incredible to be with her again. It was safe to say that Enzo had fallen out of love with her. Not that it was anything she did, it was just how Enzo was. He tended to dive head first into things, give his all without thinking, but the second his attention was stolen and needed elsewhere he tended to stop caring about things that were in his direct reach or eyesight. Now that he was with her again, he'd fallen in love with her all over again and it was honestly like falling in love with her for the first time again.

"Fuck." she moaned, he smirked at her breathlessness, loving that he could make her feel that way. She pushed her hips into his touch and he started to finger her a little more rough. "I want you to fuck me hard." she breathed, he continued to touch her, not quite convinced all though his patience was wearing. "Punish me, make me forget he ever touched me. Please." he raised a brow, knowing who she was referring to and it honestly pissed him off enough that he thought about leaving her there all worked up and locking her in the room with no human interaction and no drugs. "Baby please fuck me." she breathed pulling him from his thoughts and calming his cruel thoughts down.

He lend in close again, his lips tickling her skin next to her ear as he spoke. "Or I could leave you here, alone as punishment." he breathed as he stopped fingering her, letting silence hang for a moment, before he sat up and flipped her onto her back again. He stood up then, like he was leaving. Only he smirked as he slipped off his jeans and boxers before crawling back into bed with her.

"Your lucky I've missed you way to much to walk away." he breathed before leaning in and kissing her hard. He slipped off her panties then and tossed them away before pushing her legs open as he started fucking her roughly. They fucked for hours, the rest of the day and all through the night. He was in total control. They stopped when he told her they could stop, she only got drugs if she begged for them. He refused to let her touch him unless he said it was alright. He controlled the entire night, never once letting her have even a second of control and he loved every second of it.

When he'd finally decided they were finished the sun was starting to come out. He rolled off her and pulled her to his chest. He was exhausted and honesty sore. He lit himself a cigarette as his body started to ach coming down from his high that was a mix of her and the drugs. He took a long drag off the cigarette, before placing it between her lip and lighting himself another one. He pressed his lips against her forehead while his freehand ran gently up and down her spine.

"I love you Willa." he breathed, his voice was quite and filled with exhaustion, but h meant what he'd said. "I'm sorry about everything." He breathed not really good at apologize, he'd tried to make it up to her as much as possible in bed, but still he wondered if that was enough. It was always in the back of his mind, the thought of losing her and that scared him more than dying.
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Willow bit her lip hard when he leaned in, lips tauntingly close to her skin, breath softly brushing her ear. "Or I could leave you here, alone as punishment." He whispered and stopped fingering her. She bit her lip harder to keep from whimpering like a disappointed child. The thought of him leaving her there after getting her all worked up was torturous. He was silent for a moment, making it hard for her not to start begging all over again, honestly afraid he'd leave her. Enzo flipped her onto her back again before standing like he was done with her and this time, she couldn't help but let out a small noise of desperation.

Thankfully, he didn't leave her. He slipped out of his jeans and boxers before crawling back over her and she couldn't help but let out a deep sigh of relief. "You're lucky I've missed you way to much to walk away." He breathed and kissed her heart. Willow moaned against his lips and kissed back, heart beating rapidly as he pulled her panties off. Finally, he pushed her legs open wider and started fucking her roughly.

As always, it was incredible. This time, however, it had been tens times more intense, seeing as they hadn't seen each other in so long. He had also been a lot more controlling then usual and she knew it was because he was trying to teach her who was in control again now that he was back. He wouldn't let her stop unless he wanted to and when she wanted drugs, she had to beg him and do whatever he said before he finally gave in. He had total control. She wasn't even allowed to touch him unless he told her she could. It was hot and intense and she loved every second of it.

When he finally rolled off her, she was utterly exhausted. Her whole body hurt from not only his beating, but from fucking for hours now. She was absolutely covered in bruises and she felt like she couldn't breathe as he pulled her to his chest. It took her a long time to catch her breath again. It had been way too long since they'd fucked and even though their fight had been ugly, she was glad he was back. She needed him. Life without him had been miserable and lonely.

Enzo placed a cigarette between her lips and she sighed softly and took it, head resting tiredly on his chest as she smoked it. She closed her eyes and let out a quiet moan when he started to run his fingers gently along her spine. She loved that he fucked her hard and treated her rough, but then afterwards, he always held her, kissed her, and touched her gently. It felt unbelievably good to be loved by him, no matter how fucked up it was that she was way too young for him or that they fought bitterly. She loved him and needed him to love her back.

"I love you Willa." Enzo breathed and she closed her eyes and took a drag off the cigarette. It felt amazing to hear him say that. It had been too long since she'd last heard him say he loved her and she especially needed it after the fight from earlier. She knew he'd just spent all day and night fucking her, but she just had to know for sure that he still loved her and she knew when he said it, he wasn't lying. "I'm sorry about everything." He apologized and she bit her lip hard. He wasn't one to apologize and it felt good to know he was sorry for the way he'd hurt her.

Willow sighed out a breath of smoke, curling her body tighter against his, loving the way he held her and needing to be as close to him as possible. "I love you too and I'm sorry too." She breathed softly, biting her lip. She was referring to her sleeping with Xander and she hoped the thought wouldn't piss him off all over again. She just felt like she had to apologize. She knew every time she was with Xander, it didn't just piss him off, it hurt him and yet she still did it.

"Can you shoot me up please?" She breathed softly against him because she needed the drugs. She'd become so addicted since he'd left, she couldn't go long without anything in her system and the last time he'd given her something had been hours ago. She would just do it herself, but she couldn't. He had the drugs because now that he was back, he wanted her to know he was in control again. He'd made her beg for them the first time and she wondered if he'd refuse her this time or make her beg again. If he refused her, she'd be miserable, her whole fucking body hurt like hell.


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Drake loved the sounds of her moans. He hadn't heard her moan in three months and he'd missed it. He'd missed everything about her from the taste of her lips to the color of her eyes. "Shit..." Jetta moaned desperately and he smirked. It sounded like he was torturing her, causing him to rub her even harder, wanting to really drive her insane. It was hard to hold back. He hadn't fucked her in three long months, but he had to hear her beg first so he waited for what felt like forever.

"Baby, please fuck me." She breathed, making him raise a brow, amused at the fact that she was already so willing to beg. She was stubborn and usually, she resisted him a little longer, but this time, she was submitting instantly, which he enjoyed. "Teach me a lesson, I need you to make me scream." She moaned and he smirked, loving the way her begging sounded. "I love you baby, fuck me hard." She barely managed.

Drake kissed his way back up her spine as he rubbed her roughly, keeping her forehead pinned to the counter with a hand in her hair. "I love you too baby girl." He breathed against her ear as his slipped two fingers inside her and started to finger her roughly, wanting to make her squirm and get her, really desperate. He let go of her hair to remove her bra, his free hand slipping under her to grope her chest as he continued to finger her before he pulled his hand from under her and pulled his shirt off. Drake leaned his body down over hers, pressing his chest against her back, his lips against her ear as he fingered her faster and gripped her hip in one hand so tightly it'd bruise.

"I'm not sure you deserve it though." He breathed in her ear as he continued to finger her, knowing he was driving her insane. "Make me believe you deserve it or I'm leaving you like this." He smirked against her skin. It was amazing to be with her again. It had been way too long since he'd last touched her and kissed her and it was honestly killing him to hold back, but he wanted to make her absolutely crazy before finally fucking her so he waited.

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She wasn’t sure how much longer she could take his taunting, if he didn’t fuck her soon she might go insane. His lips started to move their way up her spine making her shiver despite how badly she wanted to pretend her wasn’t getting to her. He continued to rub her roughly and she continued to moan, her with every touch her moans were louder and breathier and she didn’t give a shit who heard her. He kept her pinned against the counter making her helpless to his touch. It felt good though to have him back in control of her.
"I love you too baby girl." He breathed in her ear and just the ways his voice sounded made her let out a shuddering breath, because she knew he wasn’t done taunting. He really wanted to make her work for it. He slipped two fingers inside her then and her moan was caught in her throat, because it felt so fucking good she couldn’t even breathe. He moved to her bra releasing his grip on her. She felt his touch every even if he was only touching her in two different spots. She couldn’t even focus on what he was doing outside of his foreplay. She only realized he’d taken of his shirt when his bare skin burned her back as he lend over her. He fingered her faster and her breathing was beyond desperate at this point, she couldn’t even moan.

"I'm not sure you deserve it though." He breathed, his grip so tight on her hip it drove her crazy as he continued to finger her. "Make me believe you deserve it or I'm leaving you like this." He smirked against her skin and she let out an uncontrollable whimper of desperation. She wasn’t entirely sure how to make him believe she deserved it. Hell she couldn’t even moan and if he wasn’t holding her so tightly against the counter her knees would have already given out on her.

She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to manage to pull herself together enough to give him what he wanted, but it was near impossible. Her breathing was heavy and her whole body was simultaneously tense and burning in the best way possible. She wasn’t sure if it was the three months of them being apart, the mass amount of drugs in their systems, or the simple fact that it was Drake LaCroix. All she knew was that She need to keep him from walking away.

“Your right, I don’t deserve it.” She breathed, clearly out of breath. She couldn’t pull away from him like she wanted to so she just continued to talk. “But you don’t really want to leave me like this.” She breathed glancing at him over her should wicked smirk on her lips as she held his eyes. “So why don’t you stop talking and show me why I left Gavin for you.” She taunted. She hoped like hell it wouldn’t make him walk away. She knew Drake well enough to know One the mention of Gavin would piss him off and Two he loved when she talked back, she was the only girl he put up with when she talked back to him because it turned him on. “Walk away babe, I’ll just follow you and make you want me all over again.” She breathed, barely managing to get the words out.
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He loved her so much it was ridiculous. She was everything he shouldn’t want and he loved that about her. He couldn’t get enough of her and he was glad he hadn’t done the rash thing and stayed behind with a girl who’d meant nothing to him. She curled herself tighter against his body and even just that simple motion had electricity pulsing through his entire body, she did something to him no other girl could.

"I love you too and I'm sorry too." She breathed softly causing him to sigh. There was a part of him that was still plotting to kill Xander or even better have him killed, but just like Gavin or Skye he would be hard as hell to replace. Sure all of their tension and relationships were fuck up, but at the same time Xander was loyal as fuck and that was hard to find. "Can you shoot me up please?" she said pulling him from his thoughts and he smirked.

He stood up out of bed then and pulled his boxers back on. He dug through his suite case, before he started to cook up some kind of drug. Finally he filled a needle with a jet black liquid. He went back over to the bed sitting down next to her. He grabbed her arm and set the needle on the inside of her elbow, teasing her skin purposely with the point of the needle.

“This shit’s highly Addictive.” He breathed honestly holding her eyes. “You see Drake and I have been cooking this shit up sense before you and Jetta. Dad never knew about it.” He shrugged as he explained. “This was the real reason we had to kill that rat. He was trying to sell this stuff.” He scoffed. “But it’s going to make us even more untouchable.” He breathed honestly. “It’s going to make us Gods.” He said so dead serious it was almost terrifying to think him and Drake could be any more powerful.

“That Hollywood bullshit, that was our dad’s thing.” He shrugged. “This will keep you high for hours, make you feel fucking incredible, but it won’t fuck you up like other drugs, it keeps you mind clear.” He breathed before shooting her up, then shooting himself up. He lend in kissing her hard then. “It make all the pain go away.” He promised in an underling dark tone. His lips moved along her jaw then and down her naked body once again, ready to fuck her all over again.
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Enzo didn't answer her and Willow bit her lip as she watched him stand and pull his boxers on. She hoped like hell he was looking for drugs to give her as he went through his suitcase because she was honestly craving something bad. The headaches were already setting in and the pain from his beating was coming back, hitting her hard. She needed something in her system. Willa bit her lip hard as she watched him fill a needle with a liquid she'd never seen before, wondering what he was going to give her, but not really caring. As long as it was something strong.

He walked back over to her and sat next to her, grabbing her arm and pressing the needle against the inside of her elbow teasingly, causing her to let out a soft noise of desperation as he he'd his eyes. “This shit’s highly Addictive.” He breathed and she bit her lip, knowing that was bad news. She'd get so addicted, she would need it to function and it would easily give anyone who had the drug complete power over her, meaning Enzo. Still, she wanted it. She could tell by the look in his eyes it was powerful.

She listened to him, eyes on his as he told her he'd been creating the drug for a while and that it was the real reason he'd been gone so damn long. “But it’s going to make us even more untouchable. It’s going to make us Gods.” He said and instantly, she shuddered. Thinking about Enzo with that much power was honestly terrifying. He fed off power like it was fuel to him, but it also tended to make him dark and cruel. He'd become even darker and more controlling of her and their fights would get uglier.

“That Hollywood bullshit, that was our dad’s thing. This will keep you high for hours, make you feel fucking incredible, but it won’t fuck you up like other drugs, it keeps you mind clear.” He breathed and she wanted it, but if she was being honest, she was a little nervous. Before she could change her mind, however, he shot her up and she let out a deep moan. The drug was nearly instant, feeling like the most amazing liquid fire coursing through her veins.

He was right, the pain of everything she'd been through that day was completely gone, but her head was crystal clear. After shooting himself up with the drug, he leaned into her, kissing her lips and she moaned at the way the drug had enhanced the feel of his lips on hers. She felt fucking amazing. “It make all the pain go away." He promised, tone so dark she knew he meant more then just the physical effects of the drug.

His lips started to trail her jaw then before moving down her body and she let out soft moans. His lips on her skin felt unbelievably good. Moments ago, she'd been so weak and exhausted from him fucking her, she wasn't sure she could go another second. Now she wanted to spend the rest of the day in bed with him. The drug enhanced every single touch of his lips to her skin, making her want him even more desperately with each kiss.

"Fuck." She moaned. "This shit is going to ruin me." She breathed with a wicked smirk, knowing it was true. The drug felt so fucking amazing, she wouldn't be able to get enough. She'd keep wanting more and more and he'd no-doubt be more then happy to have that power over her. Willow rolled him quickly onto his back then and climbed over him, leaning down to kiss him hard on the lips as she slid her hand down his chest, into his boxers to touch him.


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Drake was loving every second of what he was doing to Jetta. Her moans, her rapid breathing, her whimpers of desperation. All of it sounded amazing to him. He wanted to fuck the hell out of her already, but he held back, wanting to wait until she was really needing him, refusing to give in no matter how fucking bad he wanted to get started already.

“You're right, I don’t deserve it.” She breathed, out of breath and Drake smirked darkly.. He'd expected some resistance to him, but clearly three months away had made them hotter for each other then ever. “But you don’t really want to leave me like this.” She breathed glancing at him over her shoulder wicked smirk on her lips that drove him insane. “So why don’t you stop talking and show me why I left Gavin for you.” She taunted. his jaw clenched at the mention of Gavin. It honestly made him tempted to turn around and walk away. If for nothing else then to teach her a lesson. “Walk away babe, I’ll just follow you and make you want me all over again.” She breathed, barely managing to get the words out.

Drake grinned wickedly and gripped her hip tightly in one hand, bringing the other hand down in a sharp, fast slap against her ass, wanting to hurt her, but turn her on at the same time, knowing the stinging of her skin grime the slap would do the trick. "Say his name again and I will stop, walk away, and leave you here." He practically growled, slapping her ass again before leaning down over her. He couldn't wait any longer. He grabbed a handful of her hair tightly in his fist and started to fuck her hard.

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He grip her hip tighter making her wince, however she loved how rough he was with her. Everyone else was scared they’d break her, he on the other hand wanted to break her. She bite her lip resting her forehead on the counter, when he smacked her ass so hard her skin stung and she let out a moan in both pain and pleasure. Her jaw clenched knowing exactly what he was doing and she hated that he knew exactly how to get her off.

"Say his name again and I will stop, walk away, and leave you here." He practically growled and she couldn’t help but smirk wickedly as he smacked her ass again. She loved that he was jealous, that he hated the thought of her with Gavin. It reminded her that he really did want her. He lend over her and her heart raced, her breathing picking up knowing he was finally going to fuck her. He grabbed a handful of her hair and she pushed her hips into him as he finally started to fuck her hard.

They fucked for hours, only stopping when they needed to refuel on drugs and booze. Being with him again was beyond incredible. Even when her body begged her to stop she continued to push herself. Because she knew the second they stopped fucking reality would close in around them again. She was always insecure about Sky and Drake would always wonder if every time he left the room she was fucking some other guy. While they were together though none of their mistakes mattered. Nothing mattered but each other and Jetta wished it could stay that way forever.

However, she was far past thinking her girlish dreams would ever come true and so when they were finally finished, sometime in the early morning, she let out a small disappointed sigh as he rolled off her even though she wanted to pull him back for more, her body was too physically exhausted. They ended up in their bedroom at one point, she couldn’t quite remember how. He was everything to her no matter how many times she told herself she didn’t need him, at the end of the day he was the reason she did everything she did. As pathetic as it sounded, he was the reason she stopped just before ODing and the reason she continued breathing every single miserable fucking day of her life.

She laid on his bare chest listening to the beat of his rapid heart as it slowed down, reminding her that he was still just as human as her. She tend to put him on a pedestal most of the time like he was some kind of God. Despite the fact they’d just finished, her lying on his chest still sent a fire through her body. She drew shapes on his skin, barely able to keep her eyes open and she slowed her breathing down.

“Babe, I want in.” she breathed, her voice a soft whisper. “The only reason you need Skye is because she’s useful, replace her with me.” She said like it was that easy, she knew though his answer even before he said it. He wouldn’t even consider it. After all she was only a useless model or at least that’s what everyone thought of her and Willa.
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"Fuck." She moaned, making him smirk wickedly. "This shit is going to ruin me." she breathed and he raised a brow at her words. Willow rolled them so that he was on his back as she climbed over him and he let her have control for a moment as she lend over him kissing him hard. He kissed her back just as hard, he was ready to fuck her all over again like they hadn’t just finished. Her hands slide down his chest making him groan as she slipped her hand into his boxers.

Her touch was intensified, he could feel more than ever and his entire body was in a sort of ecstasy that was far beyond anything else thanks to the drug. He sat up warping his arms around her pressing their bare chest together, he laced his hand into her blonde hair kissing her hard, slipping his tongue past her lips.

However He paused kissing her. Not only do the drugs make your head clear, they make your sense almost superhuman and so, in one quick motion he shoved Willow off the bed, and onto the ground. Teddy had left which meant aside from Drake and Jetta, him and Willow were alone. Normally they had there men, several men. They’d sent all there men back to LA though and they were ultimately unprotected. Someone knew. Someone had been watching them. The drugs in his system had made it possible to hear the cocking of a gun just outside the door.

He dressed quickly, motioning for Willow to stay on the ground. He was oddly calm like he knew exactly how much time he had. He didn’t hesitate as he grabbed his gun and loaded it. He glanced to Willow then, dark look in his eyes suddenly as he tossed her clothes, he lifted his finger to his lips as a signal for her to stay quite. He moved to the door then and in his head he counted to three before firing two shots through the door.

He opened the door then, two bodies lying on the floor with a bullet in each of their heads as perfectly as if Enzo had been able to see through the door. He smirked. “Mother fuckers.” He breathed. “Hey baby girl, we gotta leave.” His voiced had a calmed but urgent tone to it.
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Willow smirked against his lips when Enzo groaned at her touch, loving that she could make him feel so good. She was insanely high from whatever he'd given her. Her entire body was on fire and she wanted his hands and lips all over her skin. He sat up and wrapped his arms around her, pulling their bare chests together and Willa let out a moan as he kissed her, kissing him even harder, wanting more even though they'd literally just finished fucking. Moments ago, she's been exhausted and completely worn out, but now she was on fire again and dying to continue fucking him.

Before they got any further, however, he paused from kissing her and Willow bit her lip, not wanting him to stop. She didn't even have a second to realize why he'd paused before he shoved her off him and she was thrown to the ground. She glanced up at him, biting her lip, wondering what the hell was the matter. Just seconds ago, they'd been totally fine and now her thrown her roughly to the ground. She couldn't help but feel a little hurt and confused by it. He got dressed quickly and motioned for her to stay down.

It wasn't until he pulled his gun out and loaded it that she realized there was someone on the other side of the door. It was weird. With the intensity of this new drug in her system, if she focused, she could hear the breathing of whoever was on the other side of the door and she was all the way across the room. It was pretty incredible to say the least. She watched him as he brought his finger to his lips and she nodded simply as she pulled her clothes back on when he tossed them to her, moving as quickly and quietly as she could.

Finally, he fired two shots right through the door and Willow didn't even jump, just watched him as he opened the door, revealing the two bodies laying on the ground. “Mother fuckers.” She heard him breath before turning his attention back to her. “Hey baby girl, we gotta leave.” His said calmly, but at the same time adamantly. She didn't have to be old twice. Willow just nodded and got to her feet.

She went over to him and laced her fingers in his, glancing down at the bodies before back up at him. "What's going on? Who was that?" She asked, wondering who was after them. He was a dangerous guy, in his line of work, she knew he had enemies. She's just never had to see or deal with them before. Aside from the way they'd met obviously, his work had never really touched her or even come close to her before and now someone wanted him dead.


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They fucked for hours and it was incredible. He hadn't wanted it to end. After being away from her for so damn long, it was like he was fucking her for the first time again. He'd missed her more then he'd realized. Even when he was exhausted, he'd pushed both her and himself to keep going because it was that incredible. He did his best to make sure she knew how much he'd missed her and how much he needed her. Life without her had been fucking miserable and now that he had her again, it was amazing.

When they'd finally finished, they were in her room. She rolled onto his chest and he wrapped an arm around her, holding her. It felt good to lay there with her and he closed his eyes as she traces shapes on his skin, enjoying the sensation. Everything about her was amazing. Even just holding her felt like the best thing in the world and honestly, if it were up to him, he'd never let her go. She meant more to him then he could ever even begin to explain and it killed him that she'd never fully know what she was to him.

“Babe, I want in.” She finally breathed and he glanced at her. “The only reason you need Skye is because she’s useful, replace her with me.” She said and his jaw clenched tightly. Drake sighed and reached over, grabbing his cigarettes and lighting one, taking a long drag as he tried to think of the best way to answer her. He didn't want to hurt her or make her feel incompetent, he just needed to make her understand that what she was asking wasn't as simple as she made it sound.

"No." He finally breathed, kissing the top of her head. "For one, I don't think anyone can do what Skye does." He said with a simple shrug. It was true. She was one of their best assets. "Not only is she the best I have at interrogating, but she's a trained assassin. She's been doing this shit since she was thirteen." He shrugged simply. It was just the simple fact that killing wasn't easy, it wasn't something you just started doing, it took training. Skye had been trained for years. She'd killed her first victim at fourteen. He doubted Jetta had ever even fired a gun.

"It'll change you too, make you cold and heartless the way she is. I don't want that for you." He breathed, shaking his head, running his fingers through his hair. "I've had to kill children and torture innocent people Jetta, you have no idea what that shit does to a person." He breathed, kissing her lips lightly before pulling away gently and getting up, starting to pull his clothes on. "Besides, it's too dangerous. I can't lose you." He shrugged finally.

He took a drag off his cigarette and turned to glance at her. He was going to say something else, but before he had the chance, there were gunshots coming from down the hall. Quickly, he grabbed his gun and tossed her her clothes. "Stay here." He ordered her sharply. "Don't open that door unless you hear me telling you to." He said, kissing her lips before slipping out the door, closing it behind him. He moved down the hall with his gun ready to find out what the hell had happened.

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"I'm a killer baby."

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"Everyone wears a mask, because it's the only thing that will hide the ugly truth. "

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"Love is for idiots."

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