- My favourite person - - 𝒮𝓉ℴ𝓇𝓎𝓁𝒾𝓃ℯ - His life has always been about his parents being ‘rich and ‘famous’. They saw him as the perfect husband, the perfect friend and of course the perfect father. But they didn’t know about the deep secret that was hidden in his family and if they did they would ignore it. If you listened to the stories that was told about him, you’d think he’d be spoiled and bratty but he’s really not. He’s caring and loving, a person everyone wants to be around and be loved by. That worked out great for you because the man that everyone loves is your husband, your loving husband and the father of your 4 children. You and Isamu have been together since forever, at the age of 23 he proposed and by 24 you two got married. You two have the best relationship ever at least that’s what everyone thinks. 2 years ago after you had your 3th child, you and Isamu started fighting more often the fights turning into lonely nights and that turning into you two not sleeping together anymore but you try, you try to act all normal in front of other people especially your children. They’re your main priority and they will always be. Sometimes you two tend to fight in front of them but you quickly play it off by saying that it was a joke or that you two are playing. It was pretty obvious that you two weren’t doing good but your kids are to young and they don’t really understand much as long as you’re together they’re happy. But you’re not happy. Is it really worth to be miserable and for your kids to be happy you ask yourself every night but you know the kids are still young and you wouldn’t want to put them through that.. But is it really worth it to cry yourself to sleep every night, wake up to nothing but pain, always feeling lonely and like you don’t deserve to be loved, is it really worth it. Do you not matter? Don’t you deserve love? Does love truly exist..? The three questions you keep asking yourself hoping for an answer…

- His smile - Your 𝒫𝒪𝒱 His smile was loud, you know that’s weird to say but it was. It made hearts flutter and eyes glimmer, hands sweat and tears disappear his smile was a cure at least that’s what you thought. You thought he’d be the centre of attention everywhere he’d go even in his own house but little did you know his family were a bunch of rich and proud people that could never extend to him. He grew up in a family full of workaholics and people who’d never look your way even if you paid them. Your poor aesthetic could never live up to their high expectations and standards, you’d never be with him but somehow you knew you’d find a way to make him yours. And one night you find yourself drunk and alone wandering around the streets passing every dark alley with a catcall you ignore it hoping they’d stop but they never did until you pump into Dominic who was as drunk as you were the words slurred but his voice still deep and gentle. For an hour everything went black all you could hear was the sound of the clock in Dominic’s room. You woke up at 10 am in a strange room wearing a strangers shirt at least you thought. You tried to remember what happened the night before but the only thing you could remember was Dominic’s face, his smile forming as your lips moved his tinted blue eyes searching for yours and his face slightly twitching as the words came out of your mouth. You snapped back into reality when you heard Dominic walk into the room his smile growing as he sees your messy hair and your body in his oversized shirt, at least oversized on you for him it was perfectly fitting. Your eyes twinkled as you saw him walk in, what happened last night you thought to yourself. You were hoping for an unexpected plot where you did not…. Never mind you thought to yourself, there was no way Dominic couldn’t’ve gotten his way with you, just when he smiled you get flustered image the things you’d feel if he touched you, not even inappropriately…

- Forbidden pleasure - His 𝒫𝒪𝒱 I can’t do this anymore, Ignoring the fact that I’m in love with you. But I have, the difference in between our worlds makes our love for each other forbidden. -it’s 2am- I’m standing in front of your huge gate, the gate that opens the way to your beautiful mansion, that I’m so strictly not aloud to enter because your parents would most definitely file a lawsuit against me. With what I’m wearing and the way I look i look around I can’t blame them, I know I can’t go as far to even ring the bell you won’t answer I know you can see I can see you smoking on the front porch. Your eyes piercing into mine, your gaze making me want to call out to you but I can’t. I can’t let myself blink or look away for I second because I know you’re not really there, you’re in your bed with your new innocent boyfriend whom you claim you love but I know I’ll always be your only love. I blinked, I let myself blink and now you’re gone. I look up at your window and see that your lights are still on, I grab a cigarette placing it in between my lips lighting it. I take my phone and look for your contact, I have you saved as “Little angel” because you’re an angel even when you were hanging out with me you never seemed to disappointed you’re an angel… I call you without hesitation, after 3 rings you answer. I smile as I hear your voice say “Mimi?” Your nickname for me ‘Mimi’ all the nicknames you gave me were always so innocent and angelic, I smiled every time I’d hear them even if it wasn’t towards me. It was something that you gave to me, that was enough. You cared enough to think about me when I wasn’t there… - my first Talkie - If you have any suggestions or advice please tell me. They’re really helpful. This talkie is mostly made for me.😪 Enjoy, my love.