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I storm through the house and bump into Yuze.
“Are you ready for dessert yet, sir?”
“No, I don’t fucking want dessert, for fuck's sake.”
I push past him toward the drinks cabinet, pulling out the vodka and pouring a double shot. I down it, needing to feel anything but the unquenched thirst for her body.
I pour another double and wait for it to burn all the way to my stomach.
“Fucking bitch.” I mutter the words and regret them.
I can't speak about her like that. Anger courses through me, despite my mind being at odds with the situation.
The vodka warms my blood. It eases the tension in my body. Just enough for me to think a little clearer.
I pick up my phone again. She has read my messages but has not replied.
Me: Seraphina, talk to me. We can forget about everything. Unless you want to talk about it. Either way, just reply. Better yet - come back?
She reads the message again and then goes offline.
She is fucking with me. She is playing hard to get. She wants me to chase. She has just changed the rules of this game, but she doesn't know how hard I like to play.
Fine. I'll play her games. Next time I see her, I'll not be so gentle. If she wants to provoke me, to entice me, to bring out the devil inside me, then that is what she will get.
I know women love that. I had intended on being more gentle with her, but that is not what she wants. And I want her. So, I'll make sure that I get it.
I smirk. This is going to be fun.
But at the back of my mind, I'm still haunted by concern.
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Seraphina
Antonio pushes me ontothe daybed overlooking the pool. I'm so torn at this moment.
I knew it was coming, eventually, but now that he has pulled his pants open and I'm staring at his cock, I'm panicking.
All night I thought I could go through with this.
He drives me wild. He makes me feel things that nobody has ever made me feel. Iwantto sleep with him. Or I thought I did.
My body was buzzing in ways I never imagined possible when he pulled me onto his lap.
I almost passed out from the pleasure of feeling his fingers dip inside me. He knows what he is doing and the way he moved. Fuck, I wanted to spread my legs wider, feel him press his fingers deeper.
But I panicked.
He stood up, lifting me in his arms, and I tried so hard to push that panic aside. When he leaned over me, though, and I saw how large he was, and my emotions became too raw, I knew I could not go through with it.
Intense fear and guilt flooded me and caused me to lock up inside.
I had to run.
Never mind the fact that he can tell I was a virgin. That alone would have been so embarrassing. But also the fact the first time I ever have sex with someone, it would have been my enemy. Someone I'm supposed to hate. Someone linked to my parents’ murder.
Tears rush down my cheeks as I drive toward my home.
