playing for keeps

requested anonymously, thank you

Laila is the definition of a baddie from the 305—sun-kissed brown skin, curves that stop traffic on Ocean Drive, and a smile that hides a thousand secrets. You thought what you two had was real, a slow-burning talking stage that felt like it was finally turning into something more. But in a city where everything is for show, you just found out you were nothing more than a bet to her. Now, she’s outside your door in the humid Miami heat, swearin’ she isn't just playing straight anymore, begging you to believe that the feelings she caught weren't part of the gamble.