PURE | 18+

𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄

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Agape

[a -ga -pe] Greek

(n.) an intense feeling of deep
affection | a great interest and
pleasure in something

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-𝐄𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐚

As I stepped into my cozy room, a surge of excitement washed over me. I couldn't wait to jump into the refreshing embrace of the shower. After all, I had breakfast waiting for me, and I didn't want to keep it waiting. , I made my way towards the mirror, ready to embark on my usual morning routine.

But as I stood before the mirror, a gasp escaped my lips. My eyes widened in disbelief as I took in the sight before me. My chest and neck were adorned with mesmerizing ,vibrant purple and pink marks.

He..he marked me

I cannot help but feel a rush of exhilaration. Slightly touching them ,they are a testament to the morning . I found myself liking each and every one of them, cherishing the memories they represented. But deep down, I knew that if my dear mamá were to catch a glimpse of these marks, she would surely have a heart attack.

A mischievous smile tugged at the corners of my lips as I realized just how lucky I was that she wasn't here to witness this colorful display.

Letting out a sigh, I made my way back to my room, my mind filled with a mix of emotions. I reached for my trusty counselor, determined to conceal the marks . With careful precision, I applied my skills to hide them, ensuring that they remained my little secret.

After completing my task, I turned my attention to getting dressed for the day. I opted for a stunning white short ruffled tiered skirt. To complement it, I chose one of my beloved red tank top with cherries on it

As I stood there, admiring my outfit, my thoughts suddenly drifted back to the earlier events, a moment of undeniable intensity and pleasure.

In that instant, a wave of guilt washed over me, reminding me of the inherent wrongness of what had transpired. It was a conflicting feeling, for as much as it felt so good, I couldn't deny the moral implications.

However, amidst the guilt, I think his intentions are good. After all, he had asked me on a date, that's a good sign right?

I feel so frustrated

It can be really tough when you know something is wrong, but you still find yourself unable to stop doing it.

I feel like a toddler literally . they touch things they're not supposed to, like hot stoves or fragile objects. They're curious little explorers, .

They might know it's not the best choice, but they're testing boundaries and asserting their independence. It's all part of their learning process

I just want to learn

I know I shouldn't dwell on those thoughts too much. I need to divert my attention, only time will tell..

so I decided to focus on my hair. I styled it into two beautiful pigtails that cascaded gracefully down my back. and headed downstairs for breakfast.

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While we were indulging in our morning meal, Riccardo received an urgent call from the office, compelling him to abruptly depart. The sight of him barely touching his food before leaving left me with a tinge of sadness.