Isabela and her friends got involved with criminals and entered a dangerous game of power, money, and drugs. What will be their fate?
Isabela and her friends got involved with criminals and entered a dangerous game of power, money, and drugs. What will be their fate?
Isabella.
"love... Whoever invented this is fooling you, man. I'm not even leaving my house, how am I going to cheat on you with a guy out there, stop being weak-minded, André". - I said, nervous to see that he really had used drugs, it was the first time I saw him like this.
"No, damn it, you keep making me jealous all over this shit and you don't give yourself the right to put yourself in your fucking place and keep exchanging ideas with a male around you bitch, you are making me an asshole, aren't you? " - he said pointing his finger in my face and I held back tears.
" Bitch is my ass André, you respect me and lower your voice. If you want to go along with these people you can, but don't stress me out, get out of here, you're on drugs" . - I said pushing him wanting to move to the bedroom but he pulled me and slapped me in the face.
"you never turn your back on a man, man. Are you taking Isabella from me? Fuck you, take it in the ass." - He pushed me hard on the floor and I felt my head hurt.
He started kicking me and grabbed my hair pulling the same and distributing punches, I tried to defend myself but it was difficult.
"Fucking bitch, if I know that you are staying with someone, be it my partner or not, I will fucking kill you. I'll fucking kill you. " - he shouted at me and went up the stairs to his room.
I started to cry, no one had ever hurt me like this.
Not even my mother has ever hit me or my father, and he does this to me? at least he didn't touch anything in my belly.
I wonder if he didn't think about our baby.
Thank God he didn't hurt my little one, my belly was intact.
André was crossing the limits.
I sent a message to Julia telling her everything and she told me to go to her house, I went to the bedroom and he was messing on his cell phone, I ignored him and looked for some clothes.
"go where, Isabela?" - he spoke roughly and I decided to scare him.
"I am going back to my mother's house" - I took a normal blouse and a pair of jeans.
"Go to hell no, your mother doesn't give a shit about you anymore. Now it's just you and me and our stench". - He spoke with his face plastered on that cell phone and I got even more hateful, I changed clothes since a short time ago I had taken a shower.
"What do you see so much in there?" - I said approaching him and he blocked the cell phone.
"Oh boy, nothing. Get out woman" -I took it from his hand and unlocked it.
I saw only nudes of our neighbor while he answered that he didn't want her, because he was married.
I laughed, threw his cell phone against the wall and went after her.
"get the fuck back here, if you touch her you will also get Isabella". - I heard his voice but I didn't give a damn, the hatred was much greater.
Today I'll get that girl and rip her mega off.
I arrived knocking on the door of her house and she did not answer, as if already guessed but she would answer me even if I set fire to her inside.
Surely he warned her that I would go on the date of the piranha, but nothing comes of it because if you want to leave for good, leave for bad.
I really freaked out, while some of the vapors looked at me and stayed with them. I really think it's good! If you defend yourself, you'll go along.
"Where's the bitch? Show your face, bitch! Did you close the door, bitch? Today is the day you get no mega, no silicone!" - I shouted knocking on her door and heard her giggling, this increased my hate.
" Too crazy, baby! " - when she said this I looked at the vapors and they were not looking, I grabbed my matchbox that I used for the stove back home.
"Do you want to see me freaking out? You'll see when the fire starts and you'll come out of there choking on smoke!" - I debauched the same way and heard a whore's voice, and it wasn't hers.
"Oh my God! She's going to set us on fire!" - she said and I could feel her desperation, I took the match and smiled.
"Today, you'll either come out of this hill toasted or broken! You'll have to choose!" - I lit the match.
Playboy.
straight talk, isabela came into my life in a cool way but why did I conquer her, morô?
she was a virgin and, man, she was a saint and for me, since I first laid eyes on her, she was gone.
but when I was with her, I immediately gave her the talk and she was mine and I was the only one who could touch her, until today.
I will not lie that I gave a few handles in our next door neighbor, but what the hell, flesh is weak, I am man po.
I finished creating one and was about to jump the wall to get out from behind so that the crazy girl wouldn't see me, but the minor came in mad.
"what's up boss, the boss is going to set the fire and we do what man. She's crazy." - he said nervously and I shrugged.
" give your jumps minor, turn around." Beam jumping over the wall and coming out from behind, leaving for the mouth.
Isabella.
I was about to throw the match but someone pulled me and I tried to struggle and let go.
"let me fucking go, I'll throw the fire in you fuckers" - I said pissed off.
"Boss told you to go home woman, you will fucking hurt me" - ah well, now besides taking care of drugs you will also take care of my life, I deserve it.
" I hate you, I'll get you, you bitch!" - I shouted and walked away mad, pointing my finger at the vapors who laughed.
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