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FIFTEEN SHADES DARKER

FIFTEEN SHADES WITH THE DEVIL

FIFTEEN SHADES OF COMPLICATED REVENGE

of affection against my skin. I love winter season, and anything cold in plethora, even if it is cabalistic.

It's only because i need a challenge to my cold inside.

I paint the daring red on my lips watching my expressionless features in my mirror, my cold eyes looks so bleak.

But it's okay my cold roars.

I want to be different tonight, a change, anything expect, whatever it is that i was to him. Anything to make me feel like he won't know what i am.

To confuse, stagger him and leaves him utterly speechless.

I hate him so much! So fücking much!

I do a smoking eye, a wing liner that could cut throat, straightening my hair. Cover the eye bags, cover those red puffy checks, cover the pain, the fücking pathetic devastation.

Only us needs to know we cried for hours till we lost out voice and had an asthma attack.

That our heart was completely wrecked, it tampered our lungs till we couldn't breathe and favoured a brutal headache.

But we're not weak, remember that.

The dress is white, purer than my soul could wish for. It's low cut, has two daring slits so I can't even wear panties.

It's barely mid thigh and has a thin silver strap that drops down all the way to my back in a deep vee. So no bra either and my nîpple will be calling on to everyone.

Good!

This isn't me at all which is double good.

I put my black and transparent eight inches heels on before turning and facing the mirror.

I look nothing like, the innocent little Diayhan.

Yesterday if i had seen this person, I would have said there is no way I would be this bold, because it's the wrong type of bold.

But it is the fanatic type of risk i need.

My black ink hair falls pin straight to my hip, my full breast looks like they're begging for attention and my curves dominating the dress.

I smile impressed, it's not a happy smile its a satisfied one.

I grab my purse, phone, keys and necessities then head out of our glass mansion.

I take one of my brothers car and drive off to the party.

A fourteen year old driving a black Ferrari, dress to choke, infused with rage and so livid at the world it's a wonder she's lucid.

Good one Diayhan you should probably change your name too.

Really? how about Teri!

My fist tighten on the wheel! That's the bîtch he cheated on me with or rather he's been cheating on me with.

Such naïveté and clueless chamber I've lived in. How stupid of me. How many more wrongs has he done to me that i had no idea about.

He's loves you!

Bullshît he loves himself, he doesn't even love Teri please!

I can hear the music even before approaching the gates. Loud, uproarious and unsolicited.

The gated community is as luxurious as Zach Revron Parents can afford. They're filthy rich anyway.

I'm granted entrance and the music is even louder now.

I park the car, and as soon as I step out i hear the catcalls and whistles.

"That is one hot piece of asś"

"Hot ride, hot aśs"

"Holy shît who is that"

"Bruh I think we're so high cause she's way too fücking hot to be real"

"Fuck that aśs, I would fuck that aśs for weeks"

"Hot damn"

Good. Bloody fjanstasric!

You hate this kind attention Goddamn what is wrong with you?

I want it tonight so I don't care.

I push the door open ignoring the guys calling for my attention behind. All eyes turn to me, i would shrink away before but now I don't.

Come on don't show anything, smirk look like you don't care, lift your chin then sashay in.

I do just that, i love the song that's playing so there's more sway in my body. I grab a red cup from some guy and smirk at his confused face walking with my back.

He immediately grins back when he sees me and looks at me from head to toe. I turn around leaving him gawking

"Miss Girl" Someone call in my face, it's none other than Zach Revron the host of the party.

"Do I know you" I say quietly

Infact i do know him, i had a crush on him when i was twelve then I found out he's a completely douchebag.

"Ouch, I'm pretty famous but you're about to find out baby. Walk with me, you're officially VIP"

Just like that

Forever the cocky son of bitch, Zach. No argument, he's model worthy, with his dirty blond hair, blue eyes and athletic physique.

His attitude however doesn't make room to his bonus good look. So in my opinion he belongs in the trash like the rest of them.

He doesn't even recognize me, and to think he's best friends with as of today, my now ex boyfriend.

I smirk, he too probably knew he was playing me.

"VIP? hmm I'm good blondie"

His face falls because who denies the great Zach Revron anything.

"Let me get something straight baby, this is my house, my party, my people" He announces.

He's some type of lengend with that statement. I lift a single brow in distaste.

"And? Are you going to kick me out?" I smirk at him.

He look me over again, slow and appreciating.

Asshole!

"No, no definitely not. I'm offering you a golden ticket. You should be honored baby because...."

"Stop talking" I chuckle softly wrinkling my nose "It's not working. Dance with me" I shake my head.

I take his unoffered hand dragging him to the crowd of sweety teenagers.

I drain my cup and toss it wherever. I feel the alcohol pulsing in my veins, warming my cheek and dimmimg a little bit of rationality in my head.

He looks so dumbfounded, out of his element like he's never been put in his place before.

He probably hasn't.

People are watching us, some whistling at us, girls glaring.

I hold my smirk and chant my mantra in my head.

The music changes and i like it, it's an Afro beat by Burna Boy.

Zach places both hands on my hip and immediately start to stir me with the music.

The song is pulsing in my eardrum and fusing through me so my adrenaline takes over.

I roll my waist against his hand, spinning then getting back into his arms, my back to his front. He immediately start to grind against me.

It looks like we're dancing sex, basically dry humping each other.

"Shit you're a good dancer baby" He say into my ear.

Don't I know.

I don't care for his compliments so I don't respond. I feel his boner on the low of my back and I flush.

"Say the word baby and I'll have everone packing, so it's just me and you, and i can have you screaming with my dîck inside of you" He growls into my ear, thrusting his bulge against my ass.

"Hmmm a gentleman. I wouldn't have guess" I laughed at him. I wonder how he would react if he knows he's four years older than me.

"I'm anything but gentle baby" He spins me so he could look at me. I smirk at his dark expression "Fûck i want to kiss you, then fûck you!"

He hold me to his chest, his other hand going down to my aśs to squeeze it.

My dress hikes up and I really hope I'm not flashing anyone

"What the fück!!!" Someone else grabs my upper arm before i can respond to Zach. Spinning me around. His loud bellow rings in my head.

I come face to face with a very livid Justin fücking Basin none other than my lovely ex boyfriend

Jackpot!

I smirk at him.