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[COMPLETED] MATURE CONTENT 18+

Azora was 17 when she first met fox, a handsome young man who her alcoholic abusive mother had eyes on. He was a pauper hooking up with old rich women for money. Azora never expected such a cute guy to stoop so low for her useless mother. However, his sudden presence in her life intrigued and evoked unknown feelings in her, something she didn't believe was true, something she was bound to feel just like a normal teenager. Was it love or just a crush?

REHASH:

"Your vanilla scent..." He kissed my jawline inhaling every ounce of my sweet smell. He kissed my cheeks then went in for the chase. He gently locked my lips with his and I didn't protest because my core was already throbbing for his touch. In simple math, I was awfully horny.

He massaged my hair as he let his tongue slide in. I couldn't remember the last time I felt butterflies like this. He tasted like mint. I finally let my guard down as I laid my little hand on his broad chest. There was clearly something and both of us felt it. Before we knew it, we were carried away. I laid on the couch and he hovered over me. His chaste kisses on my nape, it was my sweet spot, right below my ear. He nibbled it and I moaned. He outlined my breasts with both his hands and I knew he loved how perky and pointy they were.

VOLUMES (3)

Other books: 

1. I'll teach you chemistry (ongoing)
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It's all about s*x, marking territories, infidelity & horny teenagers

2. THE WOMAN HE COULDN'T HAVE (ongoing)

My Mother's Hot Boy Toy

"You can do this, c'mon Azora, she's your mother. She's the only one you have now." Mabel urged me.


After that stab months ago, I didn't want anything to do with mom. She was the root cause of all my problems. I stayed in the hospital for one month, in a coma. When I came to, the social workers were quick to take me to the children's home. While there, I felt lonely even though I made friends. Mabel never forgot me and Fox came from time to time to check up on me. That's was all. 


My mother was confined into a rehab facility, she was a drug addict and a drunken mistress. After the FBI agents rummaged through her closet, they found coke, heroine and Ketamine. She was a drug dealer too, something I didn't know even though we were living under the same roof. She was devoid of human feelings, stabbing me wasn't enough. She was once on a rampage, escaping the rehabilitation center in search of me. She came to the hospital and almost killed me. I remember the doctors performing CPR on me because she had disconnected the life support machine that sustained my breath.


I didn't know why I went to the rehab to bid her goodbye, I was leaving Primrose. Mabel insisted on it and she even accompanied me to see her. After so many months, I didn't know how it'd feel seeing her again. She ruined my life.


We signed the visitor's book and sat at the waiting room. She came accompanied by two caregivers and they only left her when she didn't freak out on us. 


I couldn't believe that after so long, she'd behave like nothing happened, like she never put me into a coma.


"You're better of here mom, they'll take good care of you." I didn't want to vent the anger I felt inside, she was still family. 


"You'll never change huh! I don't want you here, go!" She suddenly started throwing her hands in the air dismissing us. Her caregivers knew things were getting out of hand and they took her away and urged us to leave.


Tears brimmed my vision and I wiped them even before they'd make their way to the floor. I was pained to the core of my heart and Mabel knew how wretched I was. Mom could never change. If only I'd turn back the hands of time, maybe things could have been a whole lot better. Maybe mom and dad would  still be together, still in love like teenagers. 


I was on my way to the Airport, going to Aster College to chase after my dreams. Mabel was going to enroll in Canberra International University back in Primrose to pursue Psychology of Humanity and I was privileged to join Aster to study medicine. 


My cab pulled over at the entrance and I stepped out not believing that it was actually happening. That was what I needed, leaving everything behind and finding myself elsewhere.


The cab driver helped me with my luggage and I strode in and sat at the lobby waiting for my turn to check in. As I waited, I scrolled my phone and Mother Vanessa from the Children's home had sent me goodbye emojis. I was overwhelmed because she and the rest of the nuns had seen me through Senior School. I closed my eyes and sighed heavily. Even though I was leaving Primrose, I felt heavy, my mom and dad weren't there to see me off and everything sucked.


My cell phone pinged and there was a message from Fox. He was wishing me a happy new life abroad. It took me time to accept that, I was going to miss him. He never left my side after mom stabbed me. He was patient enough and always visited me whenever he had time. We were like friends to say but at times we could forget everything and share a kiss. I didn't know what the two of us had, I didn't give it a darn, I was happy and loved his company. 


I finally boarded the plane. At that point I believed that beyond the universe there was peace and hope for me, for Fox and even mom.


Get me out of here!