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2,690,838	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2690827}'	No	2025-02-24 19:12	active	2624	🔥 Conrad's betrayal shattered my family. Unforgivable!😤	My fiancé, Conrad Reese, fell in love with his secretary, Kelly Dunn, and insisted on breaking off our engagement. I tried to reason with him. "She doesn't have any power behind her; she can't help you become the heir to the Reeses' fortune. You'd be better off keeping her as your mistress." Kelly, feeling insulted, threw herself off a building in front of everyone. Five years later, after he became the heir, the first thing he did was divorce me, destroying my family in the process. "This is what you owe Kelly," he said. I woke up again, and it was my 22nd birthday. Conrad's grandfather asked me what my wish was. "I hope Conrad and Ms. Dunn… will live happily ever after." I bowed slightly and said, "Please, Mr. Jonathan. I hope you'll let me end my engagement with Conrad." Chapter 1 I died on a rainy day. The vibrant maple leaves, usually scattered across the mountainside, were nowhere to be seen because Conrad Reese couldn't wait any longer. I tumbled down the steps, blood pooling beneath me. But he wasn't satisfied. He shoved me down the stairs again and again, each time more forcefully. The pain was so intense that I could barely make a sound, but I still couldn't help but ask, "Why… are you doing this?" I didn't understand. Our families had always been close, and Conrad and I grew up together. For over a decade, my family had supported him in securing his position as the heir. But he set a trap, pulling my father into it, leading to the destruction of my family and my father's death from a heart attack. "Why, Conrad?" I gripped his clothes, desperate. Conrad's face was pale, almost ghostly, and though he was the one who ruined my family, his expression made it seem as if I was the one who had wronged him. "This is what you all owe Kelly," he spat, gritting his teeth. Kelly? Kelly Dunn? The name felt unfamiliar, and it took me a moment to remember her. Then I remembered her face—the innocent, fragile look that came to mind without warning. I couldn't stop myself from laughing. Five years had passed. It turned out that Conrad had never forgotten her during all this time. He had blamed her death on me, blaming the entire Harmon International. "Conrad, you're really—" An idiot! I didn't get the chance to say the words before Conrad had his hands tightly around my neck. My breath was slowly drained from my chest. Blood dripped from the corner of my mouth. It looked just like the red leaves that had fallen on the ground. "Shirley, are you having another headache?" The cold rain vanished. The hard floor disappeared. The crisp autumn air filled the space, and the room buzzed with guests. It was my 22nd birthday party and my engagement party with Conrad. Maybe God wanted to give me a second chance; in the blink of an eye, I was reborn. Not only was I alive, but I was back at the age of 22. This year, Harmon International was thriving, and my father had made it into the top ten on the Forbes list. This year, Conrad and I were still not engaged. "Of course, she's having a headache," someone behind me chimed in with a tone of malicious glee. "Yesterday, Conrad admitted in front of the media that the little secretary is his girlfriend." My best friend, Melanie Jennings, turned around and tried to confront that person, but I stopped her. It wasn't just an admission of her being his girlfriend. Three months ago, when Conrad had gone out of town for business, his competitors had drugged him, and Kelly had slept with him to "save" him. Conrad suddenly realized that she was his true love and wanted to marry her. Including yesterday, the media had already caught them together three times. "Shirley, don't listen to the media. You and Conrad have known each other since you were kids. You've shared so many years together…" I looked at Melanie and shook my head. Her words stopped abruptly. I knew exactly what she wanted to say. A week ago, I had woken up in my home. One week was enough for me to sort out everything that had happened in the past five years. "Shirley," Melanie suddenly reminded me, "Conrad is coming." Chapter 2 I looked up and saw Conrad walking toward me, surrounded by a crowd. As he approached, the whispers of the crowd immediately ceased. Conrad and I had grown up together. When we were five or six, our families arranged an engagement between us. Whenever anyone bullied me, he was always the first to stand up for me. When he made a mistake and got punished, I was the first to plead for him. Until now, no one had ever doubted that I was Conrad's true love. But today, on my 22nd birthday, he brought another woman with him. Kelly was thin and delicate, a fragile little flower standing close to his side. Conrad smiled, speaking affectionately in her ear. She looked at me, her face instantly panicked and flustered. She quickly stepped forward, bowing to me in a deep ninety-degree gesture. It was exactly the same as in my previous life. Even the single teardrop hanging from her eyelash was identical. In my last life, it was this pitiful, helpless look that had bewitched Conrad. I had grown up in a family where marriages were arranged for business and status, so I never expected love. Her appearance made me feel a pang of bitterness, but it didn't cloud my judgment. When Conrad wanted to break off our engagement, I didn't cry or throw a fit. I just calmly tried to reason with him, considering the many years our families had known each other. "Kelly's just an orphan. She doesn't have much work experience. Even though you two… "But if you marry her, your grandpa won't approve. It'll only bring trouble. "Conrad, why don't you just keep her as your mistress for now? Once…" I left my words vague. "Once you're the heir, won't you be able to do whatever you want?" I had said these things to protect her, but it only ended up causing me trouble. In my past life, the moment I saw Kelly bowing, I had rushed to help her up. This time, I just watched coldly. When she realized no one was paying attention to her, she crumbled to the ground without hesitation and groveled at my feet. She was practically kissing the ground, drawing gasps from everyone present. Melanie tugged at my sleeve. There were many guests today, all eyes on us. I tightened my grip on her hand. What was the rush? "Kelly!" Conrad’s face was already dark with anger. Kelly slowly lifted her head. With her tear-filled eyes, it was hard not to feel a little sympathy. She glanced back at Conrad, then at me, biting her lip as she continued groveling. I leisurely took a sip of the red wine in my glass. I couldn't help but wonder—just how long could she keep up this act? Yes, Kelly was acting. Her innocent demeanor was all a facade, and even when she "committed suicide" by jumping off a building in my past life, it was an act. I was on the rooftop, all alone, when I overheard her sweet, almost melodic voice. She was crying, pleading with a man. "I'm just an orphan. If I don't use some tricks, how would Mr. Reese ever care about me? Please, help me again. Let me make him feel guilty! Mr. Reese loves me, but because of my status, his family will never approve of me. He promised he'd marry me. I have to do something and make him feel guilty, so he'll feel sorry for me! Please, just one more time! I just need to pretend to jump off the building, and Mr. Reese will feel indebted to me for the rest of his life!" She was such a good actress. She fooled Conrad, fooled me, and even fooled the press. I once asked Conrad why he cared so much about Kelly. "I was born as the Reeses’ heir. Everyone caters to me and worships me. They respect and love me, all because of my family's money and power. Even you, Shirley—if I wasn't a Reese, would you still marry me?" His words left me speechless. If he and I weren't of similar backgrounds, we never would've grown up together, let alone gotten engaged or married. "Only Kelly—she's the only one who truly loves me and is willing to give everything for me. Shirley, how could I resist such pure love?" Chapter 3 His words almost tricked me. As the daughter of the Harmons, I'd always been cautious and reserved. I had to consider my parents and the family; I couldn't just give everything up for one person. We both missed one important possibility. Whether Conrad was poisoned or drugged, Kelly's intentions were clear from the start. She had planned to climb her way into his life from the very beginning. "Enough!" Conrad snapped. The room fell silent. Kelly trembled, slowly looking up, her eyes filled with pleading. The message was clear. She had ruined my engagement and turned me into a joke in front of everyone—she felt guilty. If I didn't say anything, she wouldn't stop. Fine. Let her keep going. I raised an eyebrow and continued sipping my wine. Kelly gritted her teeth, preparing to grovel again. Conrad suddenly stepped forward, slapping my wine glass out of my hand. "Shirley, don't go too far!" "Shirley, is this how the Harmons taught you to behave?" Conrad's face was cold, and the room fell silent in shock. He pulled Kelly into his arms, gently cradling her. "Shirley, apologize. If you apologize now, I'll pretend nothing happened." I almost laughed out loud. I'd been so naïve back then. The moment I caught Kelly's lie, I called Conrad, telling him everything I had seen. I warned him to be cautious of Kelly. The next day, Kelly was dead. She was really dead. The media reported that she had jumped because she never got a legitimate place in Conrad's life. Conrad told me, "I'm glad you warned me. Otherwise, I would've been tricked." After that, I always believed he had truly forgotten about Kelly. After all, he hated being deceived. But the day I died, I realized that when he said he had been tricked, he was talking about me. "Shirley, are you mute? Kelly didn't do anything. I wanted to break off the engagement. Apologize to her. I won't hold it against you for the humiliation she experienced." I looked at Conrad, and couldn't help but tug the corner of my lips into a smile. I must've been blind. I'd always thought he was intelligent. "Are the elders inside?" I asked a passing waiter. I then elegantly walked toward the door. Conrad followed me, asking, "What are you doing? Are you going to tell on me?" I ignored him. He continued following me right up to the door. "Shirley, don't think just because you're the Harmons' daughter, you can force me into marriage. I've already promised to marry Kelly. I will never marry you." I turned to look at him. As he'd said, he was born into privilege. Everything had come so easily for him. He had no idea what it meant to have a strong wife by his side. Perhaps my cold gaze stunned him for a moment. Just as we reached the door, Conrad's grandfather, Jonathan Reese, asked, "Shirley, what's going on here? Are you two that inseparable?" The entire room of guests watched. I took a step forward and bowed. "Mr. Jonathan, today is my birthday, and I'd like to make a wish. Conrad and Ms. Dunn are in love, and I admire their relationship. I don't want to tear them apart. Mr. Jonathan, I hope you'll let me break off the engagement with Conrad." The room fell into silence immediately.	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2,691,043	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2691045}'	No	2025-02-24 19:12	active	2624	🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻	My heart broke as I watched a girl with long blond hair and barely any clothes on straddle Axel while she sucked on his neck. I have spent enough time at the mercy of men that I was determined to never end up back there. Men who cheated had no honor. Men who had no honor weren't worth wasting time on. Now as I stood here, watching Axel grope and peck the blond was a real eye opener. I didn't need this in my life, not now, not ever. Maybe it was time to move on, leaving was usually the best way to deal with it. I refused to be with a man that could change his bed partners as often as his socks. _________ "Hey Harley...can you take table four?" Marie asked as she passed me in the kitchen. Setting the glasses in the bin to be cleaned I quickly washed my hands and headed back out into the bar area. I have worked at The Scene now for the past six months. I was lucky at finding a job so quickly when I got into town and I honestly loved working for Mac. On the outside he looked like a big, scary bad biker, but he was nothing but a soft marshmallow on the inside. Most of the girls at the strip club were terrified of him, but not me. I found his gruff exterior endearing. The man had a huge protective streak when it came to me, acting more like my father then the pathetic excuse of the one I was born to. I haven't really thought of him much since he was killed and I ran away. Over the years I have had to move a lot, keep under the radar of both the law and the law breakers. In my world, finding yourself having to deal with either never had a good outcome. Fortunately I was lucky and when I turned eighteen I was able to breathe a little bit easier. Mac shot me a wink as I passed the bar and headed past the stage. The place looked to be getting crowded tonight. Table four was one of our larger ones in the back corner behind the stage. It was usually reserved for the Renegades, the local MC that ran the small town and I know that Marie didn't feel very comfortable around them. Growing up around bikers myself, I didn't have a problem with them, as long as they left me alone. With Mac being a member, his bar became a common hang out for the brothers outside of the clubhouse. They got cheap beer and boobs shoved in their faces, what more can a guy ask for right? I still wasn't quite sure why Mac even hired me since I refused to take any of my clothes off, but I was a bartender and manhoodtail waitress when needed. Most nights I was safe behind the bar, but two of the waitress's called in sick with the flu that was going around. So for tonight at least I had to dodge octopus hands and overzealous bikers. Pulling down on the leather vest I skirted around the stage to find table four overflowing with hot bikers. But I had my fill of bikers over the years, especially the earlier ones. All bikers were definitely on my no-no list. I couldn't risk being associated with anyone in that world. It was too dangerous. Just because I couldn't touch didn't mean I couldn't look, I was still a woman who appreciated nice scenery. There was just something about that a man in leather pants, a tight white shirt covered with a leather cut that just did something for me. it downright made my panties drenched. Just goes to show you that you can take the girl out of the MC, but you cannot take the MC out of the girl. Why couldn't I find a nice clean, cut guy who was an accountant? Was that too much to ask? Probably because I would be bored in about two minutes. Even though I found most of the guys at the table attractive, only one filled my dreams each night as I called out his name. Relesing in my sleep was new experience for me, but Christ what an experience. Dream intercourse ranked up there with watching good porn, even better. Some of the things Axel did to me in dreamland had my body humming for hours after I wokeup. Even now my body tingled like his hands were actually caressing it. Shaking my head I tried to clear my dirty mind as I approached the table. I needed to get my head together. The President of the Renegades had women throwing themselves at him...many he caught. Trust me I was not on his radar. Over the past months the man barely acknowledged me but he would sit at the bar a couple nights a week and listen to me and mostly Mac nonsense, chiming in here and there. Even with his brisk attitude towards he paid attention. I swear I could feel the mans eyes on me constantly. I kept telling myself to leave matters alone, I didn't want to open that door. But I couldn't deny that the hot biker certainly revved my engine. "Hey boys...what can I get for you today?" "How about you on that stage showing us what you got darling?" Hawk the VP commented. "Not a chance Hawk...I am way too much woman for this crowd." The table laughed while checking out my assets. And trust me I had plenty. But I kept them covered. For a bartender at a strip club I had little skin showing, but it seemed to work. Skin tight jeans and a leather vest kept me all covered, but accentuated my assets. It didn't really fit into the whole strip club atmosphere, but Mac agreed since my boobs and hip looked amazing he would let it go. "Come on Harley, show us your boobs." Tank yelled from down the table. All the others decided to chime in, wanting to see what I had stuffed into my skin tight leather vest. I found that loved to wear it for two reasons, one they kept the girls contained and I loved the feel of it rubbing against my skin. Dressed, I loved my curves and 38D size boobs, but undressed...yeah my boobs were no longer perky, I don't think they were ever perky but the men still loved them, not like I showed them to any one. "All right enough you bozos. What can I get you, I guess I should say who wants a beer that might be quicker." Eight hands were raised, all except one. Axel sat back in his chair and continued to stare at me, not partaking in the joking around about me taking my clothes off. My chest ached knowing that I couldn't have a man like him. He was just like all the rest. Arrogant, manhoody, womanizer...the list is endless. "And for you...whiskey?" Axel has been in here enough for me to know that he was partial to hard liquor than beer. "Yeah darling...whiskey will work." The side of his mouth raised as I nodded to him. The man was seriously gorgeous with just a half smile, he would be downright deadly with a full one. Before I could embarrass myself even more I headed back to fill the order. I loved when he referred to me as darling. I don't know why the endearment got to me every time but it did. Mac had even started to tease me about it. Handing out the drinks most of the men's eyes were focused on Bambi who was currently upside down on the pole. Christ that had to hurt...did she ever get pole burn I wondered? Placing the whisky in front of Axel I found his eyes not on Bambi but...me. "Um...can I get you anything else?" "Yeah darling...you." My butt hit his lap and his lips sealed to mine before I could utter a squeak. His large hands roamed all over as he drank from me. As quickly as it started it was over and I was pushed up right. As I tried to clear my focus Axel didn't seem fazed at all, as Bambi now had his full attention. Pissed and completely aroused I stormed off before I hit him over the head with my tray. The nerve of that man. Who did he think he was just pecking me like that and then pushing me away. This confirms every thought that I had...I needed to stay away from Axel Reed. For months the man sits at my bar and does nothing - now my lips still tingles from his sneak attack. As the night went on the crowd seemed to keep steady. And I was able to keep my mind off of the raging hormones towards one certain hot biker. the man for captivating my thoughts. Tips were flowing along with the beer and everyone was behaving for a change. Most men left me alone since the undressed woman dancing on stage kept their attention. But my luck ran out when I found myself being trapped between two men. Two large men who had wandering hands. "baby...lets head into the back...I want to touch your titties and then relaease all over your face." Yeah, so not happening. What is it with men in general, were they so confusing. One brushed me off like I was a fly and now these two swarmed me like I was covered in honey. Thing Two held onto my arms tightly as I managed to break free, pulling my arm out of his strong grip. The club was dark and we were situated back by the wall, hardly visible. I should have known better. "Get off me pricks. You want a lap dance flag one of the girls down." Using more force, I jerked my other arm free as I kneed Thing One in front of me since he was running his fingers along the top of my breasts. His touch sickened me bringing back bad memories. Then I thrust an elbow up into Thing Two. The impact momentarily dislodged me from their trap allowing me the time to escape. Then before I could flee the grip in my hair had my body projecting backwards once again into his deathlike grip. It hurt. Where was a knife when you needed one. "Wrong move bimbo." Pain exploded on my cheek as Thing One hit me and then Thing Two chocked my throat. Tightly...and then squeezed. All my years of training flew right out the window along with my breath. Fear took over. I knew better then to let my guard down. "Now we are going to head back to the back room and you are going..." Thing One suddenly disappeared from my view as he was tossed to the wall by an anger looking Axel. I could no longer see Thing One, only backs of the leather cuts displaying the Renegade patch. Prick deserved what he got. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as Thing Two backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away from Thing Two. Large muscular arms circled my waist, preventing me from slamming to the floor. As I struggled to suck in much needed air I was able to focus on the man holding me. Axel. The look on his face confused me but I didn't have time to think about it before my world went black. Mac demanded that I take off the next few days until I felt better or at least until the bruises faded. Since my throat was sore from the prick who squeezed it I didn't put up much of a fight, especially since he was so concerned. It sounded like a great idea at the time, over the years I didn't get a lot of down time. But now after three days of sitting in my apartment, I came to the conclusion that I make a horrible sick person. I wasn't used to being idle. Even though my neck and throat hurt , I was bored out of my mind. I hated TV and I read the last of my books. Frustrated I grabbed my purse and decided to head to the book store. Maybe I could find something to hold my interest and help with the boredom. There was only so much time I could relive Axel's peck in my mind...I do believe I was going slightly crazy. Yeah I needed to get out of here before I start answering myself. One of the reasons I loved living in a small town were times like this. Everything you needed was in walking distance from the small apartment I rented above the stores that lined Main Street. the town was so small, Main Street was in fact the main street of the town. The bar was the furthest place away from me and that was still only a ten minute walk. You gotta love small towns. I enjoyed the warm weather as I window shopped. As I passed the nail salon on the corner, I looked at my nails to see that they looked pathetic. Since my hands were always in water washing glasses at the bar, my hands took a beating. Shrugging my shoulder I decided to head in, at least this would kill some time. The interior of the salon was painted a nice calming pale blue. There were four nail stations set up on the left and pedicure chairs along the right. Since I lived in boots, getting a pedicure was pointless for me, but as I looked at the sign I figured I would give acrylic nails a try. Many of the girls at the club swore by them. "Hi I am Tammy, what can we do for you today?" "I was looking to get a full set." She escorted me back to the last station that was open. We chatted as she worked on my hands. I was shocked that with her sweet, innocent personality that she had ties to the Renegades...being Tucker's old lady. I didn't know Tucker very well as he wasn't one of the regulars and now I see why. If he had Tammy at home he didn't need to be in a strip club. The woman was stunning with her golden blond hair that hung down her back. I was jealous as I always wanted to be a blond. But I knew my wavy red hair would not take the color well. Plus I was terrified to ever try changing it. "Hey I just figured it out...you are the girl all the guys in the club are talking about, you work for Mac?" "Um...yes. I bartend mostly. But occasionally waitress when needed." "Yes, Tuck mentioned that you had some trouble the other night. He wasn't there but he heard about it from Prez. It seems that there are some unwanted visitors in our town, those guys were part of it. Also heard you kneed the guy really good and put up a good fight." I guess that was why they didn't look familiar. "Yeah, the Renegades came to save the day. I will need to thank then next time they come in." That goes to show even big bad bikers have some sense of chivalry left. "Why don't you come by tonight to the club? The boys will all be there, I mean you already know most of them and I am sure Axel will be there so you can thank him in person." Did I really want to go to their clubhouse? Them coming to the club was one thing but going over to their turf...it was too risky. "Thanks Tammy, but I am busy this evening. Maybe another time." Like never. Way too many memories. My nails looked perfect when she was done. Not too long or pointy and I loved the deep red color. Promising to return in two weeks I headed out to run the rest of my errands. The day zoomed by as I piddled around town looking at all the small shops. I was able to pick up a few more books at the library to help bide the time. I also picked up fixings for a nice salad that I planned to enjoy as I read my new book. My life seemed so...normal. That thought shocked me to the core. Normal was not a word I have ever associated with my world and the feeling was...nice. By the time I was half way through the book, I already figured out who the killer was and a bit disappointed that the suspense was gone. Didn't matter, this happened a lot when I read, but I always finished the book as there could be a slight chance I could be wrong. Cleaning up the dishes I decided to finish reading in bed. Maybe having a relaxing day was so bad. As I grabbed another beer to take with me when someone knocked on my door. Looking down at my boy shorts and tank top I shrugged assuming it was Mac since he was the only person who knew where I lived. He must be coming to check on me again, man he was such a worry wart. I smiled at that thought, it was nice to have someone worry about you. I wasn't used to it. Without checking I opened the door. "Hey Mac, you need to..." But it wasn't Mac at my door. I should have looked, this was not how I wanted to look when standing in front of Axel. Leaning against the doorjamb his gaze traveled from my toes to my face and back down again. Embarrassed by my appearance I quickly tried to close the door. "Hey darling." His foot prevented the door from closing, instead his muscular body worked his way in pushing me back. The door slammed behind us with a loud bang. Was it possible or did he even look bigger in my small apartment? "Just give me a sec to go, um change." Since the outfit I had on revealed way too much skin, skin I needed to keep hidden. Why couldn't he come over when I was wearing something cute or flattering and just more of. "You look just fine to me." Christ his voice just got deeper. Oh that did things to me. Naughty Things. What! Snap out of it Harley...but his eyes continued to hold mine making me brainless. "So Tammy said you didn't want to come to the clubhouse tonight? Why is that?" I didn't realize that I was still moving until my back hit the wall. His large hands came up to rest right by my head, blocking me in. Oh boy. Wow his arms... "Um...I didn't mean anything by it..." "Axel. Say Axel darling. I want to hear it on your lips." He whispered, his face close to mine. "Oh...um okay Axel. I didn't take her invite seriously I guess." Christ I was like a bumbling school girl. How did women do this all the time? This man had me stammering like an idiot. "And why not?" Jesus did he just lean in closer? Oh his lips... "Um...I guess because I am not the type of girl that usually hangs out at your clubhouse." Well not the type any more but he didn't know that. "And what type a girl is that?" The man was smiling. An actual smile! Holy cow I think I just came a little. And was he teasing me? Flirting with me? He never did that. Did Axel have a sense of humor or was he just torturing me? "Um...I am not a sweetbutt?" I was practically a virgin. "Trust me darling...you definitely have a sweet butt, but no you are not at the same caliber as our club bimbos." Ouch. Okay that hurt. Was I that repulsive? His comment was like a kick to the stomach. Not the same caliber. Yeah he has that right. Ducking under his arm I needed to get away from him, but his hand stopped me. "Not so fast darling...that was a compliment. I meant that you were not in the same category as a club bimbo. Oh god..." Frustrated, his mouth smashed against mine as his body pinned me to the wall. Any conscious thought I may have had went right out the window the minute his tongue caressed mine. His large frame dwarfed me, making me feel...every thing. Now I could see why women did this. With my head tipped back, Axel had intercourse with my mouth, leaving no part untouched. After a few more seconds the angle hurt my already sore neck and I whimpered. "What's the matter darling?" His lips continued to peck along my lips. Oh that felt nice but... "My neck..." His tilted his head to exam the bruises and I could feel him tense. Since I was only five four, Axel was at least a whole foot taller than me, without my heels on his towering height was more prevalent. Swearing, his large hands gripped my thighs and lifted me up, wrapping my legs around his waist. What was the man doing? "We should really stop this." God his body felt good. No bad...Christ Harley keep your wits about you. What wits...the man sucked them out when he pecked me. Great now I was answering myself. Bracing me against the wall with his body and knees, his hand cupped my face and brought me out of hiding. "Nah I'm good." "But I am too heavy." And wet...and turned on...and ...the list was endless. "Stop pissing me off. I love your curves, they drive me wild - have since the first day you strutted into Th Scene." Oh...um okay. What was I supposed to say to that? I thought he barely noticed me, what with all the undressed girls bouncing around. With his hand cupping my cheeks his lips went exploring. Oh and the spots he discovered had my body burning. My sexual experience was not a good one, but Axel's lips...Christ they did things to a girl. Really good things. Was this the way intercourse was supposed to feel? All thought about being in his arms evaporated as he tugged down my tank top to expose the top of my breasts. "These are amazing. I cannot wait to get lost in them." Okay. Yeah so apparently that was the only word that came to mind. Did men really talk like this? With the way his lips felt I was pretty much up for anything at this point. Especially as it seemed my brain had malfunctioned. As his lips continued their journey over each plump mound his hands skirted behind me to grab two large handfuls of my hip. Squeezing he pulled me up further into his body, causing his hard manhood to rub directly against me. Jesus it was like being electrocuted. But in a good way. "your hip is so big it fills my hands...even better than I have dreamt about. Soon I plan on taking you in your lush round hip. You are going to love it...it is made for intercourse." His dirty words should have turned me off, but instead they were like throwing gasoline on a fire. And wait did he say...um I will have to get back to him on that one. What was wrong with me? This was not me, other than Axel I never pecked a man before! How did I get to the point where I was considering anal intercourse? In the past whenever I thought about intercourse I was completely repulsed, terrified. Just thinking of getting undressed with a man and doing...that, made me sick to my stomach. But why is this man different? even my dreams are new, but I would take them over my nightmares any day. Lifting his head his lips took mine briefly before he rested his forehead against mine. Looking into his eyes I could see desire? Lust? Not sure but I swear my panties just got wetter. That could also be from his manhood gently rubbing against my private part but I wasn't going to question it. The sound of knock snap both of us back into reality. this was not what I wanted. Bikers are bad. Bad. Bad. I needed to remember that. Had I not learned my lesson? All I had to do was look at my scars for the reminder. Thank god for whoever was on that other side gave me the opportunity to think clearly. Pushing out of Axels arms I all but ran to the door. I needed to keep my distance. Most people would call me crazy, but I was ecstatic to be back at work. It had been two days since my little make out session with Axel was interrupted by Mac. The man seemed to cloud my judgment and I was even more determined then ever to stay away from him. That was the only conclusion I came to after spending the last forty-eight hours of doing nothing but thinking about him. I was so confused. I was so thankful that Mac decided to come check on me but I was going crazy with all the unanswered questions running around in my head. Was I just another lay to him? Another plaything? What could a man like him ever want with a girl like me, other than intercourse? If Axel was bothered by Mac's impromptu visit he didn't show it. But he was when I turned down his invite to head over to the clubhouse, he stormed out of my apartment slamming the door behind him. I guess he wasn't used to the word no. Men and their egos. I could tell Mac wanted to ask but he kept his mouth shut and shifted the focus on my injuries. Now two whole days later and I still had no word from Axel. I guess the man was only after one thing that night and it hurt to think that he got it somewhere else, that he used me. Way to make a girl feel special biker boy. But I should have known better. If there was one subject I knew about, it was bikers. "Hey sweetheart how you feeling today?" Mac leaned against the bar asking. For a man in his late 30s he was still attractive in that older man sort of way. Even I could admit that his body was smoking hot, but in a purely platonic way. "I am fine Mac, how many times do I have to tell you, stop fussing. That was not the first time I have been manhandled and it certainly won't be the last." As the word came out of my mouth, I immediately regretted them. Me and my big mouth. "WHAT. Tell me now who laid their..." "Relax Mac, all in the past. As much as you may think so - I am not an angel. I left home at sixteen and struggled to get where I am now. My past is tainted just like yours." God if he only knew. Tainted was a mild reality. "Sweetheart, trust me there is no way that could be true." Smiling I just shrugged my shoulders and continued to wash the glasses. There was no way I wanted to have this conversation with him. As of right now I liked to keep my past right were it belongs - behind me. There was no sense in bringing it up, I couldn't afford to. After all these years I just prayed that Hunter has finally given up with what ever he had planned. "No worries Mac, I am a big girl and can take care of myself. Now here is the inventory for today, I have already stocked everything and all the glasses are washed." We chatted a few more minutes until the bar began to get crowded and I needed to get back to work. If I was lucky Mac would forget our little conversation and let it go. Friday's were always busy and I was happy to be safely tucked behind the bar tonight. I tried not to look at the door every time it opened to see if Axel would show, but that plan didn't work. God was my life really so pathetic that I was actually waiting on a man to just make an appearance. Apparently so. By midnight I pretty much gave up on seeing him even though I had no idea what to say to the man. Hi you pecked the heck out of me and I liked it? It's not you its me? See there really was nothing to say to him. Getting involved with him was not an option, so I just needed to get these thoughts out of my head. Being sucked back into that world was the least smart thing I could do right now. I needed to stay under the radar and sleeping with the President of the Renegades was not my idea of laying low. "Hey Harley, I need eight beers and one whiskey." Kelly shouted over the music. The order had me pausing for a second as I quickly glanced around the club. Sure enough at table four sat the Renegades. how did I miss them coming in? This time however the bikers were not alone. My heart broke as I watched a girl with long blond hair and barely any clothes on straddle Axel while she sucked on his neck. Not wanting him to see me I turned and filled the order setting the drinks on the tray. When the heck did he come in? It didn't matter when, I guess it just mattered with who. Since the girl wasn't a dancer here she was either one of the sweetbutts or a random girl that hung around the biker clubhouse. Either way the message was clear and well received, Axel moved on. I refused to be with a man that could change his bed partners as often as his socks. My father was like that , coming home with some cheap perfume lingering on his clothes. My mother was the same way, cheating with anyone willing. In the end their actions got both of them killed, not that I cared, they sucked as parents. I guess what did matter was that any feelings I may have been developing for Axel were now pointless. I would never set myself up with a man like my father...a man like Hunter. I have spent enough time at the mercy of men that I was determined to never end up back there. Men who cheated had no honor. Men who had no honor weren't worth wasting time on. Now as I stood here, watching Axel grope and peck the blond was a real eye opener. I didn't need this in my life, not now, not ever. Maybe it was time to move on, leaving was usually the best way to deal with it. Out of sight out of mind. I would miss Mac but that was it...	LEARN_MORE	https://a.vampirefictions.com/ad/ZmFudGFzeWxhbmQvN	Vam002	https://www.facebook.com/61552453307075/	153	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn more	a.vampirefictions.com	VIDEO		https://a.vampirefictions.com/ad/ZmFudGFzeWxhbmQvNDM5OTc1LzIwMjUwMjI0MTYwMTQyL3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}}	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/480708448_610228735193637_7622236148004729514_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=4IajzY8eQZYQ7kNvgEQKruK&_nc_oc=AdiKKt20VgJJfdY8pIUynUyr0P3QKgW2KMyTWBmlDuH-Sc79LPdK4Eyzt0ddPWtdkgM&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AkQBOKCvs_NSSF8QXsLvUI6&oh=00_AYAgnqdXjn_vin-BSM03zQD2QEtVqRCGB8KjgyTpqeguFw&oe=67C2F659	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	Vam002	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,691,052	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2691042}'	No	2025-02-24 19:12	active	2624	❤️😍O que acontece a seguir👉Clique aqui para continuar lendo👉	A Kelly, minha prima, roupou meu namorado Cláudio, quem eu namorava há 4 anos. Ele foi meu primeiro namorado, e os encontrei na minha cama! E agora, eles vão se casar... - Você vai ao casamento da sua prima, Catarina. Isso é uma ordem! Nós somos os seus pais e você vai obedecer. – Minha mãe falava brava comigo, como se eu fosse a errada nessa situação. - Ah, mãe! Me poupe e se poupe! A cidade inteira sabe que a Kelly é uma vadia... – Perdi a paciência. - CHEGA, CATARINA! – Meu pai gritou e me assustou. – Você vai a esse casamento e ponto final. - Mas, pai... - Não quero saber, Catarina! É importante pra sua mãe manter a paz na família. Então você vai e pronto. – Meu pai falou não dando margem para questionamentos. Fui para o meu quarto e passei a noite chorando. No dia seguinte contei tudo para a Melissa, que não perdeu tempo, arrumou os convites para um baile de máscaras...... No baile, um homem com uma máscara preta sorrindo pra mim. Ele beijou minha mão e me puxou para perto dizendo no meu ouvido com uma voz rouca: - A mulher mais linda do salão não vai me negar uma dança, vai? - Acho que preciso de um pouco de ar. - Vem comigo. - Ele me puxou para um corredor sem iluminação que dava para uma saída de emergência e ficou assoprando o meu rosto. – Eu quero muito te beijar. Posso? – Eu fiz que sim com a cabeça. Ele olhou nos meus olhos, segurou a minha nuca e nossos lábios se encontraram, começou lento, mas foi se aprofundando, ele me encostou na parede e o beijo se intensificou ainda mais, quase nos roubando o fôlego, quando ele interrompeu o beijo para respirarmos, nos olhamos nos olhos, foi como jogar gasolina no fogo, ele passou a mão pela minha cintura, desceu até minha coxa e puxou minha perna para sua cintura. Eu já estava completamente entregue nesse momento, sentindo seu corpo contra o meu, eu fiquei louca de tesão e o puxei para mais perto envolvendo sua cintura com minha perna. - Você beija bem! – Sorri pra ele e senti meu corpo todo se arrepiar. – Ah, linda, você é incrível, eu quero muito você, aqui, agora! – ele disse entre beijos e enfiou a mão sob o meu vestido o puxando pra cima e chegando a minha calcinha. Eu estava em chamas quando ele enfiou a mão dentro da minha calcinha e gemeu. – Ah! Que delícia! Tão quente, tão molhadinha! – Disse e me beijou com mais força, enquanto abria o zíper da sua calça. Com um movimento rápido, de quem já tinha feito aquilo antes, ele rasgou minha calcinha e acariciou minha entrada, como se pedisse permissão. Olhou nos meus olhos de novo e me perguntou: - O que você quer que eu faça? - Eu quero que você esteja dentro de mim agora! – Respondi sem nenhum pudor, eu já estava arfando de tanto tesão. Eu não resisti aqueles olhos e aquela voz rouca. Eu nunca fui assim, normalmente eu teria me desvencilhado dele no momento em que me puxou pela mão, mas aquela noite eu havia prometido a mim mesma que iria me divertir e se aparecesse alguém interessante eu viveria o momento. E era o que eu estava fazendo, vivendo aquele momento. Ao me ouvir, ele foi entrando em mim devagar, observando eu encostar minha cabeça na parede e aproveitar cada centímetro dele, e ele era enorme. Ele aproveitou para espalhar beijos pelo meu pescoço. Quando acabou de entrar ele parou e falou entre beijos no meu ouvido: - Agora eu vou me mexer. – E começou a sair, só pra entrar de novo com toda força dessa vez, e foi uma delícia, eu estava completamente entregue e enlouquecida com os movimentos dele que entrava e saia de mim freneticamente. Nos descontrolamos e nos entregamos totalmente, como se não tivesse nada ao nosso redor, eu senti uma névoa em meus olhos e o climax começando a se formar e gemi baixinho no ouvido dele, nesse momento parece que ele enlouqueceu, puxou minha outra perna para sua cintura e eu o entrelacei. Me beijando intensamente ele entrava e saia com mais força ainda em mim, era o paraíso na terra. Eu gozei gemendo na boca dele e foi um climax incrível, mas ele continuou o movimento e logo outro climax se formou, e gozei novamente, um climax ainda maior que o anterior que me deixou sem fôlego, enquanto eu gozava ele me disse baixinho que estava no limite me sentindo pulsar ao seu redor, logo eu senti o gozo dele quente dentro de mim. Ficamos ali encostados naquela parede, totalmente sem fôlego, a testa dele encostada a minha. Enquanto me beijava, ele começou a sair de mim e eu estava completamente bem comida, como diria a Melissa. Eu sorri e ele me olhou, me deu um selinho e disse: - Você é realmente incrível! Gentilmente ele baixou minhas pernas até meus pés tocarem o chão, colocou o meu vestido em ordem, arrumou sua calça e me abraçou. Isso foi tão íntimo, tão afetuoso, apesar da loucura daquele encontro e da ferocidade com que nos entregamos, ele ainda era cuidadoso comigo. Eu nunca tinha tido uma relação tão maravilhosa, mas eu só tinha transado com meu ex até então. E meu ex nunca tinha se preocupado em me abraçar depois, nem se preocupava com meu prazer, para ele a coisa se resumia a entrar e sair até ele estar satisfeito, então, o fato de um homem se preocupar comigo, com meu prazer, cuidar de mim, foi novidade, e uma novidade incrível. Ele me deu um beijo no pescoço e perguntou no meu ouvido: - Então, linda, eu ainda não sei o seu nome. Quando eu ia abrir a boca pra falar, ele puxou o celular do bolso e me pediu um minuto para atender. - O que você disse? – Nesse momento aquele estranho saiu correndo como se tivesse se esquecido de mim, ou como se só estivesse fugindo da rapariga que comeu rapidinho na festa. Voltei pra mesa. - Vocês usaram camisinha, né? Meu coração disparou! A gente não usou preservativo. Ela já foi logo me acalmando: - Não, Cat, calma. Com certeza não vai dar nada. Mas você deve fazer uns exames para garantir que está tudo bem. Não surta! Na data marcada Mel foi comigo ao médico. Com a lista de exames nas mãos ela mesma marcou o laboratório e fez questão de me acompanhar. Os resultados saíram cinco dias depois e eu voltei ao médico. Claro que a Mel estava comigo. O médico verificou os resultados e me olhou nos olhos: - Srta. Catarina, sua saúde está ótima. Você está saudável. Mas, daqui pra frente terá que se cuidar melhor. Eu respirei aliviada Ele continuou falando: - Parabéns, você está grávida! Eu não ouvi mais nada, só o sangue pulsando em meus ouvidos...	LEARN_MORE	https://alplk.com/market/buenovela/3?lpid=17914&ut	Casa dos livros	https://www.facebook.com/61558148557550/	25,023	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn more	alplk.com	VIDEO	🔥Mais grandes romances aqui🔥	https://alplk.com/market/buenovela/3?lpid=17914&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&adset_name={{adset.name}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}}&placement={{placement}}	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481118049_632615646175987_5996582214447544323_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=8UEB4Le8-NQQ7kNvgE19zHP&_nc_oc=Adg7swHXxW-8MHMXsXoaNurTq_OgP_92l1ReIYRLGiO631Za4AjAwqENCxk650OjZRU&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AHZ26WI_1Aefa0JiETdkw1p&oh=00_AYCg5gHWQLlGKZmA6LHQBZlYMgbtsEpLfj2ej8a9yHRtlw&oe=67C2F274	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	Casa dos livros	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
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2,690,604	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2690825}'	Yes	2025-02-24 19:12	active	2624		Get that familiar at-home feeling 24/7 at The Kelly. ✨ #TheKelly #BalaCynwydApartments			The Kelly Bala Cynwyd	https://www.facebook.com/thekellypa/	474	1969-12-31 18:00			VIDEO			1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/480674609_1183204059895836_3357521387598787443_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=FBVDNHkuWJ4Q7kNvgGpdG9Y&_nc_oc=Adjc74XNCtDU9VVK4KuctZnL_9AcnMA-kxLONg3Q1Fk0ESdxr1znorTTD7kcVazjrkg&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AS0xqkNV6Uofjj2zcMje_4n&oh=00_AYB5ojZatVtrXrfIguAUGOW8BeHRhJL5BaM1UXzc4PUOAw&oe=67C2FC5C	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	The Kelly Bala Cynwyd	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,691,205	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2691206}'	Yes	2025-02-24 19:42	active	2625	Check Your Rate with ELFI	At ELFI, we offer a variety of loan options to fit your needs, whether you’re a parent, student, or a postgraduate. Find the loan that’s right for you, with personalized support and no fees or painful waiting. It’s easy to get started. Preview your estimated rates and repayment options in minutes without commitment or impacting your credit score. See the ELFI difference for yourself today!	LEARN_MORE	https://www.elfi.com/find-my-rate-1/private-studen	ELFI	https://www.facebook.com/savewithelfi/	6,025	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	elfi.com	DCO	Click for details.	https://www.elfi.com/find-my-rate-1/private-student-loans-elfi/?utm_source=pai&utm_medium=facebook&utm_campaign=houston	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/474951732_1704734527122535_1005779562309268744_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=tjbZXxYCLB8Q7kNvgG-7ihj&_nc_oc=AdiFstoiwJsiVOFdcc-Jsj1LMEnm7GWZWHB8rGOgF2pLbU57GpUzQUJQE6mrP8eNijI&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AfS5aO0CCUjE8qybIrTL5j6&oh=00_AYB0sR0HAfU3rXvaplj9YZUeNooud_1m_OOjvjcdKCZgAg&oe=67C30310	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	ELFI	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,689,019	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2689016}'	No	2025-02-24 19:00	active	2623			SHOP_NOW	https://nexusinkapparel.com/collections/amour	Nexus ink	https://www.facebook.com/100093324342494/	556	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop Now	nexusinkapparel.com	CAROUSEL		https://nexusinkapparel.com/collections/amour	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/475841662_1322089985710314_2207731783053412065_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=AyQjaYymeW0Q7kNvgGD4XFv&_nc_oc=AdhL_BBexQ-xtDvzDpvEAwF4G57myk6g2fpGp6PKAfiCiKQ4Ho5KysvZzedu4zLdFtQfr_1NlCK7687WIwh_htDO&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A5ZWFh78vCFDv_eo6H-KP7U&oh=00_AYCqxiR7nDRqrtvrELH_v2sNlDObButs8Bmt25GtniKEJA&oe=67C2DDC4	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	Nexus ink	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,689,417	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2689403}'	Yes	2025-02-24 19:00	active	2623	See Rippling & get an Away Suitcase	Tired of your current HR systems? Need a vacation from the endless admin work and frustrating reporting? Book and complete a Rippling demo by February 21 to receive a complimentary Away Carry-On Suitcase — and you just might win your dream getaway! 🛫 What are you waiting for? Sign up for a demo👇	LEARN_MORE	http://fb.me/	Rippling	https://www.facebook.com/ripplingapp/	3,149	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	fb.me	DCO	See Rippling Today	http://fb.me/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481660537_595356583318040_5730291355172500014_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=DrNjeSxv1QgQ7kNvgGPfxMJ&_nc_oc=AdjBGrkz4VjPSc7lYvsGWMlZQLSqGTauovJp_a-jDIiQkWHPW1u1lmvKEHCldgOflyN_xrsskHocENizRLTV3Q8M&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Aydh8FI6WAOfhGxzG15IN-W&oh=00_AYAkV1EKyVbo9_ndra9xx4bHEv6E8hIcC4q67HgivCT91A&oe=67C2DBC2	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	Rippling	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,690,881	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2690880}'	Yes	2025-02-24 19:12	active	2624	Promote your practice	Want to understand marketing? Get the inside scoop from Kelley Stevens on how it can help.	LEARN_MORE	https://www.simplepractice.com/resource/how-to-sta	SimplePractice	https://www.facebook.com/simplepractice/	28,741	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	simplepractice.com	DCO	{{product.description}}	https://www.simplepractice.com/resource/how-to-start-a-private-practice/learn-how-to-promote-yourself/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/468086321_3979964572327125_6866676928129508606_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=h4WxtkGa-h4Q7kNvgF23QDw&_nc_oc=AdhhpWsgfp1BUS7PUtVcLwA4nuZmuf1u-QkTVkCGQvkiuvWOM3rVD-0bO15QgO07tWs&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A63IdHxCm9RXOg3pKPudmg3&oh=00_AYADzZ5qkraWLE0Tg9PvZ5X5qI7h8NnAGZU1u9TboDcjJA&oe=67C2D2E2	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	SimplePractice	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,691,038	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2025-02-24 19:12	active	2624	2023 G3 Sportsman 1810	2023 G3 Sportsman 1810 - $31,900.00 2023 G3 Sportsman 1810 Yamaha 115 SHO VMAX Outboard 14 Hours Seating for 4 Tilt Steering Hydraulic Steering Console W/Fuel, Speedo, Tach & Trim Aerated Livewell Lockable Storage All Aluminum 3 Engine Trim Locations Livewell Recirculation w/Pumpout Lockable Center Rod Storage Tackle Trays Front Deck Roto-Molded Storage Step to Front Deck 3 Across Cockpit Seating Transom Saver Navigational Lights w/Storage Clips Fire Extinguisher Bilge Pump - 800 AUTO Yamaha Controls and Cables Yamaha Analog Gauges 2 Fishing Chairs Built In Fuel System - 21 GAL Humminbird Helix 5 Chirp DI GPS 3 Bank Battery Charger Minn Kota Ultrex US2/I-Pilot Freshwater Bow-Mount Trolling Motor Facebook Marketplace	CONTACT_US	https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/176542704066	Jay N Kelly Taul	https://www.facebook.com/Jay-N-Kelly-Taul-114031083717778/	0	1969-12-31 18:00	Contact us		IMAGE		https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/1765427040666336/	1969-12-31 18:00		REGULAR_PAGE	1	0	Jay N Kelly Taul	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,690,616	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2690615}'	Yes	2025-02-24 19:12	active	2624	To find out, listen to the audioseries 'Rekindled Heartache' (FREE for a limited period of time) Click on the link below to download the PocketFM app, now!	Listen to one of the most interesting audio series “Rekindled Heartache” Only on the PocketFM app. Download Now!	INSTALL_MOBILE_APP	http://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.r	Blue Sea	https://www.facebook.com/100069599781612/	12,381	1969-12-31 18:00	Install now	play.google.com	VIDEO		http://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.radio.pocketfm	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481220845_2519718271693217_978376916394413158_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=1-9oQjR8hdgQ7kNvgGgOo7t&_nc_oc=AdhGNZf1yYOPXQM5gx7KHpTJKJtWbvXAuj9x-8N0x-DgEGl6ah98djKs-AXDiQBnjng&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AB5bbvLRP3E09FtdKj0lSHN&oh=00_AYA-Ton8GcZjN9Yd_U-v28tCwXFp5WTSefxnLxvLR-9Mmw&oe=67C30187	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	Blue Sea	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,690,626	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2690625}'	No	2025-02-24 19:12	active	2624			SHOP_NOW	https://www.kellywearstler.com/benches/nudo-corrug	Kelly Wearstler	https://www.facebook.com/Kelly.Wearstler.Inc/	158,006	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop Now	kellywearstler.com	CAROUSEL		https://www.kellywearstler.com/benches/nudo-corrugated-bench/FBE22007.html	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481182111_652068340610636_4549480880600856258_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=0KrANvk3kocQ7kNvgHRpHUH&_nc_oc=AdhqpFmkevi3w0UzL1yuIaEZzszeV7_cgp3EF4HncQs2XawcgWAv6ekT90ECxdVh4io&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AEowTSR97XyZW2Bg0FpYXSJ&oh=00_AYAw6hZNREA_2UK8W2NWsuNR8-kOklNr3Wfa5lWb-N-0hg&oe=67C30410	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	Kelly Wearstler	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,689,897	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2689896}'	Yes	2025-02-24 19:00	active	2623			VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE	http://instagram.com/slopeglobal	slopeglobal	https://www.instagram.com/_u/slopeglobal	0	1969-12-31 18:00	Visit Instagram Profile	instagram.com	CAROUSEL		http://instagram.com/slopeglobal	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.cdninstagram.com/v/t51.2885-19/461457433_1081614730204076_3771726400778963502_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s206x206_tt6&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=525117&_nc_ohc=7IJVLQ0lWkQQ7kNvgHNop4i&_nc_oc=Adi4S7svMugCid8yJFA1gBQYpQGG6YPGGQjCbvRi7GIbVv6rl228JPRMwsgbmOVhAWAmR70fGKlWOBlZ8_saCQSe&_nc_zt=24&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.cdninstagram.com&oh=00_AYALtK3ERmHTw9UkpucA8W6ebk0BtotqcW02bxQF5XZBAA&oe=67C2DDE9	IG_ADS_IDENTITY	1	0	slopeglobal	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,690,607	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2025-02-24 19:12	active	2624	25% LOYALTY with THML!	Live Sale! Download the SHOP PDA app! Earn 25% LOYALTY on this live today!	SHOP_NOW	https://thepolkadotalley.com/live/1978	The Polkadot Alley	https://www.facebook.com/ThePolkadotAlley/	167,691	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop now	thepolkadotalley.com	VIDEO		https://thepolkadotalley.com/live/1978	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/480824333_1708128746451877_3814769607310465141_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=sRTT6Nf3_KwQ7kNvgFCoYOd&_nc_oc=AdhH_K7qe7cphq19l-pmUmRTyYKIzFXkxy0iVFIeGqAk9rIkf2LtKTZaWMaIlCHKd2E&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AB5bbvLRP3E09FtdKj0lSHN&oh=00_AYBlFUjZaSRKom3TRWt1OEbbu0B_3_hLgviF9Hw3ktNqGw&oe=67C2EF48	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	The Polkadot Alley	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,690,603	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2690825}'	No	2025-02-24 19:12	active	2624		Would anyone be interested in doing cross mini sessions for Easter? These would be on March 30th and on April 12th. These would be ideal for family, children, and couples sessions. The location would be in Scottsboro, AL. If you are interested send me a pm. These are not my photos, just an idea for inspiration.	CALL_NOW		Photos by Kelly	https://www.facebook.com/PhotosbyKellyBolton/	2,307	1969-12-31 18:00	Call now		MULTI_IMAGES			1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481081523_1138585867732982_6824601319619967589_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=2S6OMdmL3DUQ7kNvgEHMSvo&_nc_oc=AdgJqRIgVli_wY4O0yurvjEseH2ph8q2lJjr6nH0V9uX3upKVyqaWjr3ogSAmLdEneU&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AS0xqkNV6Uofjj2zcMje_4n&oh=00_AYC5qCsiaQQ7Ct4lHDuRLTm6yEA5N_ebqsfV3Dzlj9WTuw&oe=67C2E92C	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	Photos by Kelly	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,690,711	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2025-02-24 19:12	active	2624	2025 EVOLUTION D5 RANGER 4 PLUS	2025 EVOLUTION D5 RANGER 4 PLUS - $9,500.00 Brand new 2025 EVOLUTION D5 RANGER 4 PLUS Comes equipped with: AM/FM radio Bluetooth audio with hands free calling Apple CarPlay and Android Auto Extra speaker kit Reverse camera High and low speed mode Turn signals Hazard lights Seat belts Horn Headlights and taillights Storage compartment/cooler Windshield vents Lithium battery On board charger with cord Foldable windshield 8 year battery warranty 4 year charger warranty 4 year controller warranty 2 year part warranty Lifetime frame warranty $9500 with 0 down 0% interest FINANCING AVAILABLE Facebook Marketplace	CONTACT_US	https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/635393179432	Kelly Love	https://www.facebook.com/Kelly-Love-103810557887566/	2	1969-12-31 18:00	Contact us		IMAGE		https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/635393179432417/	1969-12-31 18:00		REGULAR_PAGE	1	1	Kelly Love	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,690,744	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2690825}'	Yes	2025-02-24 19:12	active	2624	Get it	⌚𝘼𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙨𝙖𝙣-𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙨: 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙥𝙤𝙧𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙡 𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙜𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 🎁𝙎𝙤𝙥𝙝𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙙 𝙥𝙖𝙘𝙠𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙙 🔥𝙋𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙚 𝙥𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙨 𝙨𝙤 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮'𝙡𝙡 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙪𝙭𝙪𝙧𝙮 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨	MESSAGE_PAGE		Kelly	https://www.facebook.com/61573496132105/	0	1969-12-31 18:00	Send message		DCO	{{product.description}}		1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/480857267_2039162306600105_5735749841601391441_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=0BRNhkNDX9sQ7kNvgH46fxC&_nc_oc=AdglHFa908oPD8aoT5c1NWF6Vk5-X3A8a5PxPJKqnwR1YRVqczI8ksHN7ue7ueGqzq0&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A1DhfMdljezaIkYsDALL9Zg&oh=00_AYAtS2C1u5V6aLPsibZvE9E3CXGeFs2Lp-TTkNIJTQxwGw&oe=67C2EC5E	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	Kelly	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete

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