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Paras Floret: Luxurious Living in Sector 59, Gurgaon

Welcome to Paras Floret, the epitome of modern luxury and elegance in Sector 59, Gurgaon. This prestigious residential development, also known as Paras Floret 59, offers a unique collection of Independent Floors and Low Rise Floors, catering to those who seek a sophisticated and tranquil lifestyle.

Paras Floret 59 Gurgaon is thoughtfully designed to provide residents with spacious and well-appointed living spaces. Each home within the Paras Floret Enclave is equipped with premium finishes, state-of-the-art amenities, and meticulously landscaped surroundings. These luxury homes are a perfect blend of comfort and style, offering a serene retreat from the hustle and bustle of city life.

Located in the heart of Sector 59, Paras Floret Sector 59 Gurgaon provides excellent connectivity to major business hubs, top schools, healthcare facilities, and shopping complexes. The strategic location ensures that residents have easy access to everything they need while enjoying the peace and privacy of their exclusive enclave.

The price of Paras Floret reflects its premium offerings, ensuring that only the discerning few can call it home. With a focus on sustainable living, energy-efficient systems, and extensive green spaces, Paras Floret sets a new benchmark for luxury living in Gurgaon.

Experience the pinnacle of urban living at Paras Floret—where luxury, convenience, and elegance come together to create the perfect home. To know more­ ☎️ +91 9971449027

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Welcome to Paras The Manor, a premium high-rise project in Gwal Pahari, near Golf Course Road, Gurgaon. Enjoy stunning Aravalli views, lush greenery, and world-class amenities. With only two units per floor, this low-density project offers privacy and exclusivity. The 4BHK residences are three-sided open, with spacious glass balconies and luxurious interiors for a premium lifestyle. Experience luxury living at Paras The Manor, Gurgaon.

[parasthemanor]

Elegant Living at Paras The Manor Gurgaon

Paras The Manor Gurgaon is a high-rise luxury residential project that promises elegant living in the heart of Gwal Pahari. With its prime location, exquisite residences, and world-class amenities, Paras The Manor offers a lifestyle of unparalleled luxury. This article explores what makes Paras The Manor the ultimate choice for those seeking a luxurious and elegant living experience in Gurgaon.

Prime Location

Situated in Gwal Pahari, Paras The Manor offers excellent connectivity to major areas like Golf Course Road, Delhi, and Faridabad. The proximity to IGI Airport and the Gurgaon-Faridabad Expressway makes it convenient for frequent travelers. The well-developed social infrastructure ensures that all essential amenities, including schools, hospitals, and shopping centers, are within easy reach.

Exquisite Residences

Paras The Manor features two high-rise towers with only two units per floor, ensuring a low-density living environment. Each 4BHK ultra-luxury residence is designed with spacious balconies that provide stunning views of the Aravallis and the surrounding lush greenery. The interiors are meticulously crafted with high-end finishes and modern designs, offering a perfect blend of elegance and comfort.

World-Class Amenities

Residents of Paras The Manor can enjoy a host of world-class amenities designed to cater to their modern lifestyle needs. These include an all-weather pool, a professional gym, and a three-level parking facility. The triple-height lobby creates a grand entrance, setting the tone for the luxurious living experience that awaits inside. The project also offers a 5-level security system, ensuring the safety and peace of mind of its residents.

For relaxation and recreation, Paras The Manor provides an entertainment area, sports center, spa and sauna, Buddhist meditation area, central courtyard, and tropical garden. These amenities are designed to enhance the quality of life and provide a holistic living experience.

Developer’s Legacy

Developed by Paras Group, Paras The Manor is a testament to the group’s commitment to excellence and quality. With over two decades of experience in the real estate industry, Paras Group has established a strong reputation for delivering high-quality projects. Paras The Manor is no exception, offering a luxurious and reliable residential option for discerning buyers.

Sustainable Living

Paras The Manor is an IGBC-certified project, emphasizing sustainability and environmental responsibility. This certification ensures reduced operational costs, improved indoor air quality, and enhanced wellness for residents. The focus on sustainability makes Paras The Manor not only a luxurious choice but also an eco-friendly one.

Paras The Manor Gurgaon offers an unparalleled living experience with its prime location, exquisite residences, and world-class amenities. Whether you are looking for a dream home or a sound investment, Paras The Manor is the perfect choice for those who value luxury, elegance, and convenience.

[azazel-joseph]

Binding and Bullying || Joseph Aaron and Azazel || Closed Self Para || Part One

Trainer stood in the empty recreation room, leaning on a back corner. One of his eyes glowed bright green and the other glowed white, the only source of light in the room. His wings shuddered as he felt the demon approaching him.

"Son. How many times do we have to do this dance?" Joseph's deep voice purred, a low demonic growl echoing the words in a frequency only Aaron's hybrid ears could hear.

Azazel,piloting Joseph, came around the corner into the dark room, wearing his dark leather jacket, head held high as he walked like he was on a stroll in the garden.

"You didn't have to come." Aaron reminded him, tilting his head and examining his 'father'. He was small. How had he let someone so small do so much damage to him and his brother all these years? Sure he was tall for an average human but Aaron had two inches on him, and hadn't Aaron been this much taller than him since he was sixteen?

"I'm not here for you this time. Your call is more of a side quest." The demon said snarkily, the light from Aaron's eyes glinted off the sheer black of Azazel's eyes as he drew closer.

"You're here for Demetri. I can't let you have him." Aaron said, salivating as his fangs extended slowly in his mouth.

"Oh really? Why? He's part of the conclave, you don't like them, remember?" Azazel reminded him starting to pace the middle of the room slowly like a tiger appraising some prey.

Aaron grinned, running his tongue along his teeth, "Because he and I have a plan to stop you and your friends from ever causing harm to this place again."

"is that so? Is this still because we eviscerated your boyfriend?" He asked," It's been two years. Get over it, Pussy."

"No. This is about you coming back here after two years and me being done with it." Aaron growled.

"You don't scare me, Aaron Joseph." The way he said Aaron's name made him involuntarily shudder as nausea overtook him. He still reacted this way, Four-Hundred years later.

"And you don't scare me." Aaron stated, turning on the blacklights in the room. This had been a room that they had held raves in when they were popular in the early 2000's and the lights still worked well enough to illuminate the glow light paint on every wall, floor, and ceiling.

"A demon trap won't keep me long, especially one hour inside of too." Azazel said with a chuckle, "It is a very large one, I'll give you that."

"Not just a demon trap, Dad." He said, reaching up to the wall beside him and drawing a line to complete the sigil on the wall there. He started to mutter a spell, the sigils starting to change color and glow like burning charcoal.

"What are you doing? Stop." Azazel appeared in front of Aaron and punched him in the throat, stopping his words in his throat, but the spell continued from the other side of the room.

Azazel spun around to see Demetri with a similar pen that he had used to complete the sigil over there. He continued the spell Aaron had started. Azazel roared, shaking the room, but he tried to teleport and...

Couldn't. He was in molasses that was getting thicker and stickier. He felt Joseph rising in his throat like Bile as he started to be sucked down into the body. Joseph clawed and screamed until the body was screaming. He shoved and kicked as Azazel tried to scorch him, but he had no power.

Consciousness started to fade as he sank lower and lower into darkness, losing each of his senses one by one until he was nothing.

"Dad. Dad?" Arron asked, kneeling to Joseph who now knelt in the middle of the floor, breathing heavy.

Joseph looked up to his oldest boy and sobbed loudly, cupping his face in both of his hands and nodding eagerly.

"It worked. I don't feel him at all." Joseph cried in relief as he was pulled into a tight hug against Aaron's chest.

"Welcome back."

"Thank you. Thank you."

A few weeks passed, Demetri feeding aggressively from Lucifer, knowing he would eventually be punished by 'Azazel' but also knowing that Azazel was bound and Joseph could use his powers as he wished.

From what Demetri could see as he reaches out for Lucifer now, Luci was completely convinced it was Azazel on that luncheon with them, and completely convinced that Azazel was going to torture him.

"Ready for part two, Air?" Joseph asked, gripping Aaron by the shoulder and shaking it lightly.

"Yes."

[chemanalystdata]

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Para Phenylene Diamine (PPD) Prices: During the Quarter Ending December 2023

NORTH AMERICA

In the fourth quarter of 2023, the Para Phenylene Diamine (PPD) market in North America witnessed notable price fluctuations driven by several key factors. High demand from the automotive sector led to increased consumption and restocking needs, particularly as supplies from China remained limited. This scarcity, coupled with heightened demand, resulted in tightened PPD inventories across the USA, prompting suppliers to raise their prices accordingly. Furthermore, the rising costs of PPD's feedstocks, Aniline, and Nitrobenzene, further contributed to the upward price trend. Importantly, no plant shutdowns occurred during this period.

While the USA experienced significant price shifts, with a 10% increase in November followed by a 1.2% decline in December, factors such as reduced demand from automotive industries and increased inventory levels of 6-PPD played roles in this fluctuation. Disruptions caused by the Yemen-based Houthi attack in the Red Sea delayed shipments from South Korea to the USA, prompting rerouting around the Cape of Good Hope, adding significant time to deliveries. Additionally, declining Aniline market prices contributed to lower operational costs for 6-PPD, prompting discounts on bulk purchases to manage existing inventory levels.

In summary, the North American PPD market maintained a bullish trend throughout the quarter, driven by robust demand and constrained supplies. The quarter ended with Para Phenylene Diamine prices for 6 PPD CFR Texas reaching USD 3280/MT, reflecting the overall positive price movement in the region.

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APAC

The fourth quarter of 2023 witnessed a bullish market for Para Phenylene Diamine (PPD) in the APAC region, characterized by low supply levels and strong demand from downstream industries. This shortage led to increased profitability for PPD producers, particularly as demand from the automotive sector surged. Notably, there were no reported plant shutdowns during this period.

Among APAC countries, South Korea experienced significant price changes, with PPD prices showing an upward trend, increasing by 4.10% compared to the previous quarter. This rise was fueled by robust demand from the automotive industry coupled with limited supplies. Additionally, while Aniline prices declined, Nitrobenzene prices inclined, contributing to the overall price dynamics.

Comparatively, the current quarter's price of PPD in South Korea stood at USD 2800/MT (FOB Busan), marking a 9% increase from the same quarter the previous year. Overall, bullish market conditions, driven by low supply and high demand, particularly from downstream industries, influenced the positive price trend in the APAC region, notably in South Korea.

EUROPE

In the fourth quarter of 2023, the 6-PPD market in Europe exhibited a bullish trend characterized by supply shortages unable to meet rising demand from the automotive sector. Producers responded by increasing production rates to address this growing demand, leading to heightened trade activities and increased freight charges due to rising fuel costs.

Elevated trade activities between major manufacturing units aimed to fulfill market needs amid low inventories and heightened demand from downstream automotive enterprises. Additionally, rising fuel transportation costs added to overall commodity prices, contributing to increased consumption rates of existing inventories and the need for restocking.

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[dhruv31]

Paras Sector 59 Gurgaon | Premium 2/3/4 BHK Flats

Introduction:

Paras Sector 59 Gurgaon has a wide range of attractive 2, 3, and 4 BHK high-rise and low-rise apartments. It changes the way people live in cities by bringing together luxury and comfort. Paras Build tech is dedicated to providing outstanding home products that meet all of your needs and desires. This apartment complex is truly a dream come true for anyone looking for the ideal balance between style and comfort.

Location Advantages:

This residential property is perfectly placed in Sector 59, Gurgaon, offering homeowners easy access to important places including Sohna Road, the NH-8, and the new golf course road. Its appeal is also increased by the fact that it is close to famous schools, hospitals, and relaxation areas.

Apartment Overview:

These flats in Prestige 94 Noida were carefully made to be comfortable, stylish, and useful. Each apartment displays beauty and improvement with its huge designs and modern design, giving homeowners a peaceful living area to make their own.

Master Plan & Floor Plan:

The master plan for our project was carefully made to make the best use of the room and promote an atmosphere of friendship among residents. Also, following Vastu Shastra rules in the floor plans makes sure that good energy flows and that everyone is healthy in every way.

Amenities:

With a wide range of outstanding amenities, Prestige Sector 94 offers a life of comfort and luxury. Offering a modern exercise centre, swimming pool, landscaped gardens, and entertainment venues, every facility has been carefully selected to improve your living experience and make you feel like you belong.

Investment:

Investing in our project will not only protect your future but also give you a lot of finances back. This residential project offers a unique opportunity for long-term value and price appreciation due to its great location, excellent building quality, and variety of amenities.

Conclusion:

Prestige Sector 94 Project which offers 3, 3.5, and 4 BHK apartments that change urban luxury, is a monument to excellent living. Its ideal vicinity, lovely design, and extremely good amenities make it an appropriate area for folks who want to mix comfort and style in a manner that works for them. Make our project your new home right now and enjoy the highest standard of modern living!

[anaheetahomes]

Top 5 Luxury Residential Projects in Gurgaon

4BHK Luxury Apartment In Greenwood City

Luxury Builder Floor Greenwood City is a posh residential township of around 130 acres located in Sectors 45 & 46 of Gurgaon. It consists of our landmark luxury villas project — Vista Villas. Residency Greens -independent floors & plotted developments are also part of the township.

Excellent schools like Amity International School, Shikshantar & Pathways, the HUDA city metro station, hotels like Taj Vivanta & Ramada Hotel, retail markets like Green Woods Plaza & Huda Market, commercial destinations like Unitech Cyber Park and world class hospitals like Paras Hospital & Artemis Health Institute are all within easy reach. It is also an easy ride away from both MG Road & Sohna Road — the 2 most developed locations in Gurgaon.

2. 4 BHK  in Greenwood City Gurgaon for Sale

4 BHK Independent Floor for sale in Greenwood city Gurgaon with modern-day amenities. This might be your chance to make this 4 BHK property your dream house. The property is available from 1st floor to 3rd Floor . This 4 BHK Independent Floor is available at a negotiable price of Rs 5 Cr. It is a very spacious property, spread over 502 Square yards. This property has provision for 4 bathroom, Lift, Regular water supply and 100% power backup. The property is made with high quality construction, consisting Italian marble and Wooden flooring in most of the rooms. It enjoys a strategic location with many reputed malls and multispeciality hospitals around the area.

3. The Rooms By Central Park In Gurgaon

Get Details About The Rooms By Central Park in Gurgaon. Check Price List, Floor Plans, Download Brochure, Amenities, Location, Reviews.

1,2 BHK Fully Furnished Serviced Suites.

Exclusive Club for the Residents.

Very efficient Layouts.

Choice of 1 & 2 BHK Serviced Suites.

35 minutes from IGI Airport

10 minutes from Golf Course Extension Road

Located in foothills of Aravalli

Easy connectivity through upcoming 22.5 km ELEVATED CORRIDOR from Rajiv Chowk.

Leading Retail, Educational, healthcare & Hotels in vicinity

Shuttle service, 24X7 Security, 24-hour power & water backup

4. 4 BHK Independent Floor in Greenwood city Gurgaon

4 BHK Independent Floor for sale in Greenwood city Gurgaon with modern-day amenities. This might be your chance to make this 4 BHK property your dream house. The property is available from 1st floor to 3rd Floor . This 4 BHK Independent Floor is available at a negotiable price of Rs 5 Cr. It is a very spacious property, spread over 502 Square yards. This property has provision for 4 bathroom, Lift, Regular water supply and 100% power backup. The property is made with high quality construction, consisting Italian marble and Wooden flooring in most of the rooms. It enjoys a strategic location with many reputed malls and multispeciality hospitals around the area.

5. 4 BHK The Orchard Luxury Builder Floor In Gurgaon

The Orchard Luxury Builder Floor in Gurgaon. The Orchard, a residential project which is nestled within vast green stretches. Part of the leading global township — Central Park Flower Valley, here you will experience fine living in a clean, dust-free ecosystem. Come, put on your straw hat and reap the rewards of life. Low-rise luxury floors plush with unique and attractive specifications Simplex, Duplex & 3BR with terrace pool Basement with office spaces, servant rooms and parking spaces A rooftop that offers party spaces.

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Paras Floret

𝐋𝐮𝐱𝐮𝐫𝐲 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐬 at Paras Floret starting from ₹2.25 Cr* 📍Sector 59, Golf Course Extension Road, Gurgaon

📍𝐋𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐁𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐭𝐬: ☑ Easy access to the vibrant Golf Course Extension Road ☑ Seamless connectivity to metro station ☑ Proximity to top schools, hospitals, and shopping complexes

𝐊𝐞𝐲 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬: ☑ Project Area: *6.225 acres* ☑ Round-the-Clock Security ☑ Exquisite Terrace Garden with 4th floors. ☑ Sports Courts & Swimming Pools. ☑ Best-in-Class Features & Fixtures. ☑ Kids Play Area ☑ Clubhouse with Mini Theatre ☑ Basement access to 1st, 2nd, and 3rd floor. ☑ Best-in-Class Features & Fixtures

𝐇𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐲! 𝐋𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞

To know more ☎️ +91 9971449027 🌏

[parasfloret59]

A Life of Luxury at Paras Florett in Sector 59, Gurgaon

Paras Florett in Sector 59, Gurgaon, offers you more than just a home—it’s a sanctuary. With 2 & 3 BHK low-rise independent floors, spacious layouts, and a gated community surrounded by the beauty of the Aravallis, this is the epitome of luxury living.🏡 Features: ✨ Premium low-rise floors ✨ Breathtaking views of the Aravalli range ✨ Gated community with security ✨ Located in the heart of Gurgaon

To know more Visit - https://parasbuildtech.co.in/residential/paras-the-florett-sector-59-gurgaon/ ☎️ - 9971449027

[luxury-residences]

Welcome to Paras The Manor, a premium high-rise project in Gwal Pahari, near Golf Course Road, Gurgaon. Enjoy stunning Aravalli views, lush greenery, and world-class amenities. With only two units per floor, this low-density project offers privacy and exclusivity. The 4BHK residences are three-sided open, with spacious glass balconies and luxurious interiors for a premium lifestyle. Experience luxury living at Paras The Manor, Gurgaon.

[flower-seller]

Euphorbia paused, form tensing as a ripple of pain crawled up from her lower back. 

It radiated out from the sizable horizontal cut that split the flesh there, an exchange for a lucky escape from one of Lord Kleavor's strikes. It was a mercy that the wound didn't go dangerously deep, but it still left her biting back hisses of pain as the snowy-haired woman crouched. Her shoulder occasionally would complain in tandem, wrapped in gauze the same as her waist beneath the dark blue fabric of her uniform.

Ahead, through the golden tufts of grass and leading into a copse of trees, a flicker of motion caught the fallen one's eyes. Her hand dropped lower, slipping to where her pokeballs hung from her obijime. 

There came no chittering hiss or sharp cry of insectoid fury from an irate paras, instead, there was the faint crackle of a fire and a voice. A familiar voice at that.

Volo?

[Inspired by the tiktok "here i am back again ^^" by Yaebro]

Euphorbia stayed low, lurking closer to the edge of the grass with measured steps. It felt wrong to not make her presence known immediately, but curiosity bade her stay hidden just a few moments longer. Perhaps she'd even give him a little scare like he'd given her. From her own rather striking reaction to his previous surprise attack, she knew that some risk assessment was required to gauge whether she truly thought this was a good idea. 

Oh, but was not the concept of giving the merchant a startle in return so very delicious after all of his own ribbing that he'd been doing?

His own jumpscare, the incident with the wurmple and so on. How could she pass up such a perfect opportunity? It was better to ask forgiveness than permission at this point. So, just a little further and she would be in the perfect position to—

"Otōsan, Otōsan! Please allow me to cheer you up with my undeniable cuteness," A high pitched octave softly filled the space, brimming with a positive, if not nasally timbre, "Please, pet me to your heart's content!" 

She stopped in her tracks, stunned into silence by the high pitched voice her friend had produced. Still hugging the amber shadows of the tall grass and encroaching trees, Euphorbia was unable to think for a moment as Volo continued his one-sided play. Was he…was he narrating Togepi's reactions for himself? 

Euphorbia's hand instinctively went to her mouth, attached shoulder protesting, but she had to stop a squeak of her own from escaping her. 

This was utterly, disgustingly adorable.

The request was followed by the squeaky trill of an infantile pokemon, small but loud enough that Euphorbia could all but feel the warm smile on Volo's face when it rang out. The blond obliged, scritching just atop Togepi's crown as the tiny beast cooed happily and nuzzled closer to the man's massive hand. The little egg grabbed a hold of one long finger and pulled it close. 

"I have you now, Otōsan, I've tricked you with my charm," That same, soothing softness of a voice continued, the merchant narrating the capture of his appendage. 

With a chirp, the little pokemon nibbled at the tip of the Ginkgo's finger in a playful fit. Volo laughed in earnest at the sight, only to suddenly tense his hand and surprise his youngest pokemon with a full body grab. He lightly pinned the little creature to the grassy floor and shook her with an equally playful vigor. Togepi giggled as she managed to roll away from the man's grasp. She struggled to rise to her feet for a second, but once she did, the little egg was off to skip about the small clearing with glee. 

Volo's tired eye pulled away from his baby to lock eyes with another youngster, albeit brooding along the outskirts of their campgrounds. 

"Human," A gruffer tone rumbled forth, at least two octaves below from the previous voice, the scratchiness of what sounded like a sore throat made apparent by its uneven warble, "I do not want your simple affections. Do not look at me like that." 

While Euphorbia was trying to reign herself in, the pokemon that she'd hardly noticed among the darker earth at first became apparent. Another unfamiliar one of Volo's, reptilian in nature from what she could tell, nothing more than a scaly orb with sharp edges and a mouth. It too had an infantile nature about it, which wasn't helped by the nasally, petulant growl of a voice that the man lent it.

"Is that any way to speak to your papa? Come here," The merchant, ever the charmer, beckoned to his little dragon with a hand patting the ground, "You know you want to…"

[djarinbarnes]

estoy caliente - javier peña

･ ⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･

summary: taken in for ‘questioning’ after getting caught dealing information, you’re left with an ultimatum.

pairings: javier peña x female reader (just a little police au - not *fully* dea)

word count: 3.2k

warnings: 18+, smut, age gap (reader is of age), drinking, smoking... mentions of drugs... office sex, javier’s dirty spanish, reader’s dirty spanish, maybe a little feels...

a/n: this is my first time writing for Pedro. don’t mind me! let me know how you liked it...😇 btw, I am not fluent in spanish. I took three years in high school and occasionally speak it today. let me know if there are any errors.

a/n v.2: the message reader delivers is code, just like the cartel used to use. translation: there’s an order on Blue (Friday) on 300k. I’m on my way back and the transaction is completed.

･ ⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･

The music was blaring through the club, sweaty bodies moving against one another and drugs were scattered all over the tables. To say that the dealers were keeping a low profile would be an obvious and blatant lie.

It was easy to tell who was under the influence, when you weren’t under the influence yourself. Which made every other person in the club stand out to you as high off cocaine. You walked around the smokey, the stuffiness of the snug club making your insides churn with disgust.

Deliver the message and get out of there. Your mind was screaming at you as you looked around the club once more, sighing when you couldn’t find the man you were supposed to meet. The disco ball suspended from the ceiling blinded you for a short moment as it turned, casting off the lights of the differently colored projectors.

You bite your lip as you scout for poli, making sure to overlook every entrance and every exit. You know by now that having a quick escape is a favorable thing when dealing information. When your ‘date’ finally appears on the dancefloor, you relax your shoulders with a sigh of content. Finally, you were one step closer to getting out of there.

You make your way towards him slowly, making sure to let your presence be known, not to take him or his men aback. “Señores,” you smile and watch as your date dismisses them with a wave of his fingers.

His hands find your hips, pulling you close to divert attention from the two of you, now lost in the sea of dancing individuals. You wrap your arms around his neck, both your bodies starting to move together, following the rhythm.

You lean, grazing your lips along his jaw, all the way up to his earlobe. El azul tiene un pedido de 49 62 62. Estoy con mi esposa, viajando por Mercedes… His hands tightened on your hips, alarming you slightly. He had definitely picked up something you hadn’t. Before you could register anything, the music cut out, the sound of gunshots filling the air in its absence.

“Manos arriba!” you freeze in your spot as the loud voice booms through the club. You barely make time to notice what’s happening other than shots ringing around your ears, before you’re making your way out the back door, running light on your feet in the god forsaken heels you chose to wear.

“Stop!” you hear from behind you, along with pounding, following footsteps. You continue your sprint, though your lungs are close to giving in. Looking back over your shoulder, you see the shadow of him gaining in on you.

You yelp as you topple over, landing in a patch of grass by the side of the pathway you’d made your way down. He’s on you in an instant – whipping you around, locking the cuffs of metal around your wrists. He mutters out an apology, which you answer with a grunt.

The roundup in front of the club is painstakingly slow. If it weren’t for him, you would be in bed. Without him, though. So, you figured this was the middle ground, and as long as he was the one who took you in, you didn’t mind.

~

“Ow, fuck! Get your fucking hands off me!” you try twisting out of the firm grip around your upper arm. The short, tight skirt you were wearing combined with the heels you'd settled for, made it hard to stay upright with the power he was pulling you forward with. The handcuffs on your hands behind your back made that task impossible as well.

“Càllate, hermosa.” His breath was hot against your neck, his face not far from the back of yours. With a roll of your eyes, you came to a halt in front of a table, biting the inside of your cheek as you felt the handcuff on one wrist come undone, before the cop turned you to face him.

Out in the dark, you were barely able to make out his face, but you knew him by smell by now. Under the lights of the office you found yourself in, you could now clearly see his face. It was so familiar to you by now, with all the times you’d woken up next to him. And damn, if that face didn’t turn you on, who were you to call yourself a woman?

"Sé cómo podrías hacerme callar, hermoso." You boldly pushed your chest against his as he leaned against you, feeling his hands reach behind you. His proximity let you inhale his scent of tobacco mixed with whiskey, cinnamon and just the right amount of him. You were somewhat surprised about how close he was given your location, your body easily absorbing the heat of his.

You sighed as you heard the clicks of the handcuffs locking around a bar on the table, slouching against his body with a pout. "You're really gonna keep me locked to a table, Javi?" Your eyes followed him as he moved swiftly around the small office he'd taken you to.

He poked his head out of the door to the office shortly, before shutting the door with a kick of his foot. He watches you as he shrugs off his leather jacket, hanging it over the back of a chair, pulling his gun out of the back of his pants before leaning over a desk, pulling out a bottle of whiskey. You push yourself up on the table slightly.

"You're causing me quite a bit of trouble, loba." you watch as he pulls a chair in front of where you're now seated, eyes on your face like you're his prey. "It's the fourth time I’ve had you in here this week." You watch as he brings the bottle to his lips to take a sip, his lips under the moustache wet with the alcohol. "You're gonna need to pay rent soon."

"Only if I get to stay in here with you, Javi, papí." Leaning back on your hands you feel one of the straps of your shirt fall off your shoulder. “Oops.” With a tilt of your head, you suck your bottom lip into your mouth. “Surely you can find someplace else for your partner.” You giggle as his eyes turn to the sky, damn well knowing where he could find you when he came home.

“Estoy caliente, Javi…” you tease, lifting your shoulder just enough to let the other strap fall off on the other side, completely baring your clavicles to him. His tongue darts out to wet his bottom lip before he’s taking another sip of the whiskey, setting the bottle down on the floor beside him.

"Puedo pensar..." you kick off one of your heels, sliding your feet up the back of your calf, "en algunas cosas sucias..."  the other heel follows the first one to the floor before leaning back, your free hand coming to the front of your skirt, lifting your hips to pull the hem up slightly, "que podemos hacer juntos..." you spread your legs lightly, showing him your glistening sex, "para pasar el tiempo."

Your heart leaps in your chest as you watch him swallow past a thick lump in his throat, his eyes still trained on your face. You let your eyes trail down your body, occasionally flicking up to meet his gaze. His teeth are chugging at his lower lip when he finally lets his eyes fall south, coming face to face with your pussy.

With a mere 3 feet between the two of you, the sweet smell of your arousal filled that gap quickly. "Sin bragas?” his voice has clearly dropped an octave, making your stomach flutter and your pussy clenches around nothing, faintly recalling the sweet pain he’d inflicted there that very morning. He raises one eyebrow before reaching back and pulling a cigarette out of one of the pockets on his jacket.

You nod slowly, watching as he lights the tobacco before leaning forward, propping his arms on his knees and resting his chin on the palms of his hands. "y ¿qué quieres que haga?" The cigarette hangs in the corner of his mouth as he speaks, occasionally lighting up as he sucks the smoke into his lungs.

“Like I said.” You stretch out one of your feet, placing just under his knee, before softly moving it up the inside of his thigh. You watch him think over possibilities as your eyes move over his face, scanning the widened pupils, the bottom lip tugged in between his teeth in the opposite side of where the cigarette rests. “I can think of a few things.”

His fingers are gentle as he clasps your calf in his hand, caressing your sensitive skin gently. He moves just a bit closer on the chair, lifting your leg onto his, placing your foot on top of his thigh. His nose grazes against the inside of your knee, his breath hot against your skin.

He takes a long, last drag of the cigarette before twisting his upper body, stubbing it out into an ashtray. “You’re gonna get us in trouble, you know that right?” He exhales before turning back to you, the doubts written clearly across his face. His eyes dart to the closed door before he rises from the chair, stepping closer to you. “No one knows about us. I could lose my job…”

“Javi it’s close to four in the morning. You saw how many people were here when you brought me in. We’ll only get caught if…” his body is against yours in an instant, making you halt in the middle of your sentence. His hands are on your ass, gripping the pulp skin harshly, sure to leave marks in their wake.

His hips are pushing against yours, letting you feel the hardness of his cock through the rough denim of his jeans. His lips ghost over yours slightly, nose touching yours before traveling down to leave a butterfly kiss on your shoulder, mustache tickling your skin.

“If what?” It’s barely a whisper, but you hear it, nonetheless. Your heaving chest flutters as his left hand runs along the outside of your thigh before caressing over the top of your skin, pushing your skirt up further. Your head is barely able to piece together a full sentence as his proximity overtakes you.

“I…” It’s shaky, trembling as the word spill from your lips. “We…” you let your head fall back as his lips attach themselves to your neck, sucking a bruise into the skin right over your pulse point, making you gasp. “Javi…” You can barely keep yourself up on your hands as his lips travel down, his hands roughly free your breasts from the shirt you’re wearing.

“No bra either? Dios mio…” You watch helplessly as his lips and teeth tug at your nipples, sucking hickeys into the pulps of your breasts. His hands are rough as they lift you slightly, pulling the skirt up and around your hips.

“Javi, take off my handcuffs…” you moan as he grinds his hips into yours, your arousal leaving a shameless wet patch against the fabric of his jeans. Your free hand travels between the two of you, unbuttoning his shirt with your fingers with a light struggle. You push the shirt off his shoulders, letting it fall onto the floor before unclasping his belt, popping the button on his pants and sliding the zipper down.

“No can do, hermosa…” With a frown you push his jeans down slightly, biting your lip as Javi pulls back just a little bit, letting you see the patch of pubic hair spilling over the opening in his jeans.

“Sin bragas, papí?” you tease with a bite of your lip, letting your hand run over the front of his stomach, before quickly letting them find their way into the front of his pants. Your hand wraps around the thickness of his length, the inhale of a breath getting stuck in his throat.

“Fuck.” There’s an uncertainty to whom of you had spilled the word, your eyes meeting briefly before your lips finally meet in a hard, bruising kiss. His tongue slides against yours as his hands push down his pants just far enough to let himself free.

“Can’t stand it when other men look at you.” He grasps his cock in his hand, swiping it through your folds before he pushes into you. His cock stretches you ever so deliciously, though the angle makes it difficult for him to fully push into you. With a flick of his wrists, your hips are angled to his liking and he’s sheathing himself fully into your heat. “All mine,”

With a wanton moan and a struggle of your left hand, your right arm clasps around his neck, whimpering as his hips ruts against yours. His hands dig finger-shaped bruises into your ass as he keeps a tight hold on your skin, groaning into your shoulder as his teeth sink into the muscle.

The drag of his cock against your walls is making your head spin, his strong hands holding you is turning you on so indescribably, his grunts of pleasure making you feel hotter like you’d ever felt before.

“Mm, ¿te gusta eso?” he whispers, drawing out the force of his thrusts and you whimper, your fingers intertwining in the short hairs at the nape of his neck. He growls into your skin before coming up to face you, resting his forehead against yours.

“Sí, Javi!” you moan out wantonly, your tongue darting out to lick at his lips. He growls into your mouth as he picks up the speed of his thrusts, his hips slamming against yours animalistically, his hands holding your hips in place.

Your body jolts as his cock hits your insides perfectly, his thrusts encouraging moans from your lips. “You close, huh?” Javi groans into your mouth before sucking your lower lip into his mouth, biting and tugging at the tender flesh. You nod slightly, lip still trapped in between his teeth and you mewl when his fingers come into contact with your clit.

“Only I get to make you feel like this,” His hand briefly leaves your clit to come under your leg, fingers curling around the back of your knee as he lifts your limb up to rest on his shoulder. You let out a whine when he slides deeper into you, his cock hitting spots you didn’t even know you had. “Say it.”

Your moans are a whirlwind of yes, please and oh my god before his lips are against yours once more, silencing your whimpers from the undeniable pleasure the new angle is bringing upon you.

With the punishing pace of his unrelenting thrusts, you’re almost certain your soul leaves your body for just a short moment, as your orgasm crashes into you at full force. Your nails are painfully digging into the plump flesh of his shoulder as your cunt violently convulses around his length.

“Fuuuuuuuck..” Javi groans into your mouth as he stills deep inside of you, his cock pulsating ever so deliciously against your warm, contracting walls. His cum pumps through his shaft, coating your insides with the warmth of him, his breaths sharp and labored against your lips.

He pulls back slightly to look up at you, his arm lowering your now limp leg from his shoulder ever so carefully. His hands are soft against your skin as he caresses you, letting you come down from your euphoric high. He pulls out of your warm cunt, letting out a breath from the loss of contact.

You watch with hooded eyes as he pulls his pants back up, tucking himself back into the denim confinements before he pulls your shirt up over your breasts. He turns and grasps a few tissues to dry you off between your legs before helping you down from the table, pulling your skirt down to cover you.

On shaky legs you watch as he leans down and pull his shirt off of the floor, admiring him sliding his arms into the shirt before you watch him button it up, slowly leaning in to place another chaste kiss on your lips when he finishes.

“I don’t want you as an informant anymore.” He says as he turns, grabbing the pack of cigarettes off the table, before placing one between his lips. He turns back to you as he lights it, catching your dumbfounded expression, urging him to continue. He sighs as he looks down, holding out the pack for you.

You hesitantly take a cigarette for yourself, placing it between your lips watching him as he lights it for you. Javi knew you stopped smoking a while ago, yet he offered you one, just like when you started fucking.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” You sit back on the table and watch him, inhaling the smoke deeply. You feel your fingers starting to tingle, letting you know the nicotine was doing its job properly.

“Me importas demasiado.” He bends down and grabs the bottle, unscrewing the lid before taking yet another sip of the strong alcohol. His hand comes up and straightens a furrow in his brow, sighing before approaching you again. His brown eyes are soft, warm, pleading.

His admission makes your exhale catch in your throat, making you cough harshly, and you grip the edge of the table to stabilize yourself. You look at him with wide eyes, not truly believing in his revelation. “Javi, you can’t just say something like that.”

The cigarette is back to your lips, your lungs inhaling the toxins greedily, trying to gain back control over the heart hammering in your chest. Javi steps around the table, finally freeing you from the handcuffs locked to the bar, and you grasp your sore wrist in your hand.

His warm hands find yours, taking a hold of your wrist. He brings it to his lips and kisses the angry red marks tenderly, making your heart flutter in your chest. That feeling – you’d felt it before.

Early mornings, the muted orange and pink light casting shadows on his tan skin. His lashes resting peacefully against his cheeks.

His warm eyes boring into yours when he’s on top of you, giving you the pleasure you so desperately longed for.

The safe place you found to be his apartment, the laughs, the longing looks. His lips against yours, whispering everything from the dirtiest words he knows, to the sweetest. The roughness, the softness.

That one time he let it slip, that one te amo that had knocked the air out of your lungs.

“Can’t live with myself if anything happens to you.” Your eyes find his and you feel your heart pick up the speed again. You promised yourself you wouldn’t. It was your one condition, and you’d broken it. How couldn’t you - seeing him like that, his tough façade gone...

Your hands came up to cradle his face, your thumb stroking his cheek as his eyes sought yours for something – anything at all. A few moments passed in silence, the only sound present was your breathing and a phone ringing somewhere in the distance. Javi sighed and let his eyes drop, biting his lip.

“Okay.” It was barely a whisper, but you know he heard it. His eyes shot back up to look at you, mouth slightly open… and then he kissed you. Soft, delicate. Just like the ones he would leave against your collarbones when he thought you were asleep.

[thesolotomyhan]

being pregnant with miguel angel felix gallardo’s kid but leaving him would include

a/n: the way i went full 180 and wrote this because i LIVE for angst and im here to share my pain with you all,, also! this came out as a preggo hc but it follows up with the angst- um i hope you all enjoy my mess

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tODO POR TU CULPA ANON IM CRYING BEFORE I EVEN BEGIN-

i just need to say this to mend my broken heart but,, can you imagine miguel angel being so fucking elated the day you tell him you’re pregnant-

like im imagining you surprising him with this neatly wrapped box you give him once he comes home,,

your nervous form standing there when he gives you that stupid laugh when he picks up the box like, “whats this, amor?”

just- his smile getting bigger as he starts to unwrap the box,, pulling out this onesie you put in there-

and there’s this shine in his eyes as he holds it up,, looking at you with so much adoration,,

“estas- embarazada, tesoro?” I SOB because i know nothing feels better than to hear from you,, his dama, is pregnant with his kid, :((

and just him walking up to you,, kissing your forehead as his hands caress your stomach, lightly laughing into your hair- i :(

ok but i can feel it in me that since day one,, he would have you never leave the house no matter what because he doesnt want you out and about without him there cuidandote,,

he just gets low key worried because he doesn’t want you to get hurt while he’s working, and not be there for you right away,, so i know he would have someone with you at all times

like personal maids to do anything you ever need because he doesnt want you touching one plate or moving one foot-

he just w o r r i e s about you putting strength in anything that could harm the baby even if youve only been pregnant for a month-

se preocupa el cabron

and also him doubling security just for the sake of something ever happening,, i just- he doesn’t want absolutamente NADA que te pase ok :(

i cant- hes always telling you that you can call him whenever you need to if you want from the littlest problem to the biggest-

“por cualquier cosa, no importa la hora, you call me first, mi amor, tu eres lo mas importante para mi” -

hes just trying his hardest to be as supportive as he can for you,, im tearing up

also someone PLEASE tell me im not the only one that imagines him sitting down on a couch and having you either sitting on his lap or curled into him-

him caressing your hair and kissing the top of your head,, his hand intertwined with yours thats sitting on your stomach-

like its such a soft fucking moment that he cherishes and just looks forward to the day when he imagines holding your baby in his arms- i :((

and i can see him being the type to bring you all and every snack/food he sees on the street on his way home for you to have,,

just the way he’ll come home to you,, fresh pan dulce in his hand or ice cream as he walks up to you,, smile on his face when he leans down to kiss you-

“te traje algo para ti y el niño, amor” and his hand rubbing your stomach -i cannot handle this right now,,

god, he would also be the one to always have you sleeping on his chest,, wanting to be as close to you and his bebe when he falls asleep,,

but also him staring at the ceiling,, thinking of names he likes for your baby,, and just him blurting them out randomly when he really likes one,

i cant-and the little smile on his face when he hears you softly giggle into his chest,, sleepily telling him if you like that name or not- im crying i wow-

ok now listen,, -i want you to imagine with me somewhere at the point of your pregnancy where you find out the gender of your baby ok-

i can imagine you wouldnt have told miguel about you going to the doctors maybe because you wanted to surprise him or maybe it just crossed your mind and you forgot to tell him-

but whatever the reason,, you wouldve wanted to give him the news at his office at hotel americas because youre too excited to wait until later to tell him,,

and i just imagine you carrying this first ever picture in your hand of your baby, this smile on your face as you head up,, i

but right when you round the corner down to his office, you bump into this lady, still trying to button her shirt up, adjusting her outfit and not even acknowledging you as she walks all giggly away from you-

and from this point,, you already know something isnt right even tho you want to so badly brush it off, you cant,

not when you look down the hall where miguels office door was left open-

god, just the nagging tension pulling on your shoulder every time you take a step closer to his door,,

and the moment you push the door open,, its like a weight was dropped on your heart because there miguel stands, right behind his desk, adjusting the collar of his shirt, his hair all messed up and sticking out everywhere-

just- the whole world feeling like it stopped when he looks up at you, standing there in the doorway,, looking at him with so much resentment in your eyes because you fucking know what happen ed when everything clicked for you- i

“mija, que haces aqui? you should be at home, resting-” and like just the way hes trying to play it off like you didnt just catch him angers you even more, your tense form looking at him and teeth gritting- 

“who was that vieja, miguel?”

and just woW him giving you that fucking scoff he does as he smiles at you, moving to start walking up to you,,

“que vieja, mijita?”

i- and the way you give him this dry laugh,, not even noticing your hand starting to crumble the picture in your hand- “no soy pendeja miguel, diME quien era esa mujer” your voice starting to slowly crack,, your eyes filling with angry tears as you back away from him-

i fucking CRY at the thought of desperate miguel trying to hold your arms and calm you down,, and just holding your body against his when you start to struggle out of his hold,, his voice rising to get you to calm down when you start to hit his chest like- como pudiste? after everything we’ve been through, me enganas, como nada-?”

i just- his hands trying to stop you from pushing him away and get ahold of you- “BASTA mija, ella no es nada para mi, let me fix this, tu eres la mejor cosa para mi” i- and him looking at you todo perdido when you push him away angrily,, wanting to get as much space away from him

and theres this tense ass moment where you can barely even look at him through your eyes,, taking a shaky breath like- “cuantas mas hay,,,, dime la verdad-”

but-  ,just him looking down, silent becasue he cant bring himself to lie to you again,, not with they way he can feel his heart in his throat if he even tries to- “dejame arreglar esto, profavor mi amor, i never wanted to hurt you”

i cant- just the way he can see your heart break further when he looks at you,, hurting the one person he promised to never destroy,, 

and his own feeling like it fucking shatters as he watches you toss your ring at him,, your words further crushing him - “nunca pense que llegaria el dia en que te dijera that i dont love you anymore after what you did”-

and just, your muffled cries struggling to leave your mouth as you turn around,, not even noticing when the crumpled picture of your baby falls to the floor-

your legs moving without even thinking towards his door,, not once glancing back at him when he tries to call out your name as you slam the door behind you- i 

THIS IS YOUR FAULT ANON