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Hunted By The Player Preface
“Answer the phone!” I scream to myself for the fifth time after the fifth call goes to voicemail. Where has he gotten himself? He told me he would be off today. Did something serious happen?I grab the keys to the new car I got from my parents for my birthday last month and hit the elevator button hard, over and over. As if that would solve anything, Selena! Once I’m in my car, and before starting the engine, I try calling one more time. Mailbox again. More than shit. I hate it. I just hate it when people don't answer! Why do they even have cellphones?I get on the road and take the fourth avenue, which has good traffic; there’s a lot of cars, but we’re moving. When I arrive, I look up at the building. Looking from the outside, there is no way to see movement on the fourth floor, so since I already know the password for the door, I go in and take the elevator.Instead of using the bell, I decide to surprise him. He hates surprises, but since we talked so little this week, he's sure to
Hunted By The Player Hope and Dreams
I’m in my room packing my bags for my big university trip. I am starting my fifth term at Fashion Design College this semester, and the college is affording me this trip for extracurricular courses. Lost in the mess of my clothes, shoes and other items, I hear screams in the next room. “Cooollll, this guy from Barcelona is playing too wickedly!” My younger brother Miguel is watching the grand debut of a football player in the Spanish team. I notice he is handsome, but he plays on the team opposite of whom I am supporting, so I refuse to like him. “You don't have anything else to do?” I tell him, laughing, but he doesn’t even care because I am also stuck looking at the screen. I love my brother; when he was born, I was ten-years-old. I remember being overjoyed when I learned that my mother had gotten pregnant and would give me a baby brother. I go back to my room, thinking about my big trip. I have never left America before. Well, I've already been to Mexico, but that doesn't
Hunted By The Player Barcelona
As I am going to start my course first thing in the morning, I have a celebratory pizza dinner with my classmates and my new friend. Once I do go to bed, I call my parents to say that everything is fine and that it is beautiful here, and then I pass out.I wake up with Valentina's alarm clock, where, right away, she is there to give me a good morning smile. I like her. I like people who smile for nothing. It takes me a while to get my bearings; I was so tired after dinner with the girls that I blacked out and slept soundly.We drink coffee, juice, crackers and scrambled eggs and soon the four of us leave together.The way to the university is short. I prefer we walk there so I could learn where I am located since I couldn't do that the night before. We stroll for about fifteen minutes and as soon as we arrive, I am dumbfounded. The university’s structure is more beautiful than what appeared in the photos. The architecture here is stunning, everything modern. Ah, I would live in this a
Hunted By The Player My Favourite Shirt!
He speaks my language, but I still struggle to understand him. I think he’s trying to apologize for what he did; I’m not sure. I couldn’t stop looking at him. He was mouthwateringly delicious and stirred an ache from between my legs. Maybe that was the vodka I drank earlier. Oh, whatever!Only then do I realize who he is. And now I look like a clown. My God...“I know you from somewhere, I know you,” I stammer. Shit Selena, why that stutter now? I developed that awful habit as a result of a bullying incident in my childhood. There was this girl who regularly made fun of me and gave me a horrible time. Until one fine day when I gathered the courage and stood up to her. Even though she or anyone else dared to bully me again, whenever I became nervous or overwhelmed, a bit of that stutter would show.“Yes, yes, it's me. But let me introduce myself; my name is Hunter Blanco, and you?” he asks me with a smile of amusement, almost chuckling and wow. So much arrogance, as though he is used
Hunted By The Player I need air!
“I insist,” he says, following me out the door “Now I'm going to take your hand and lead you to my car. Can I?” he asks steadily stopping me from falling down and breaking my face.Without saying anything more, my arm raises itself automatically. He swiftly catches it and guides me to the back of the club where the parking lot is situated.He leads me to the space beside Valentina's car. Of course, the shiny black Lamborghini is his. He opens the car door for me and I enter dazed.Wait! What am I thinking? I feel my breath heavy as regret washes over me.Soon he is in the driver’s seat. The car starts, and the engine makes a thunderous roar. I like it, powerful and so regal; a class apart! My eyes were suddenly all wide open“Do you like the car?” he asks me, trying to gauge my expression.“Are you honestly asking me that? Who doesn't like a car like this?” I say, laughing, calming down. Ah, it’s the tequila. It’s working its magic!He laughs and nods. Wow, how beautiful he is, I thin
Hunted By The Player Regret
After I take a long shower, brooding inside, I lie down on the bed and think. Thank goodness the girls are still at the pub. I can’t explain what just happened half an hour ago. I can't even explain it to myself. How did this happen? Did it truly happen?I spend over an hour thinking about his blue eyes, his gorgeous mouth. Gee, how I want to kiss him. If he gave me one more sign that he wanted to be with me, I think I would have gone where he wanted and done what he wanted. And how could anyone possibly resist him? But I am not a bitch, and that's how he saw me, but it is not how I see myself. Though I am sad now. I want to hear his laugh again. Was he thinking about me as much as I was thinking about him? Neahhhh, he must have found another girl or maybe girls the moment I left his car.With his stare clear in my mind, I fall asleep.When I wake up, it is 11 a.m. I see that Valentina is in her bed, still sleeping. I am so tired and blank that I didn't even see them arrive late in th
Hunted By The Player Mr Hot Wheels
I am almost in tears. Life has a strange sense of humour. I stroll closer and see that the car is empty. Good. I enter the building and prefer to take the stairs rather than the elevator to recover from my little shock. I go into the apartment, calling out for the girls about the car downstairs.“Guys, I am about to tell you the silliest thing ever. Do you know who the black L…”I stop right in my tracks as I see the sight in front of me.Mr. Hot Wheels is sitting on the sofa in the living room, surrounded by my beautiful friends ogling at him as though they are about to eat him up. He sure looks like one hell of a delicacy to be devoured. I blink a few times just to make sure I am not imagining things. My knees buckle all of a sudden and I feel all soft and gooey inside.“Hi Selena,” he greets, getting up and coming my way to meet me.Oh my God!“Hi Hunter.” Saying his name out loud seems to be different from the voice in my mind. I want to sound indifferent, but I can’t; I am nervo
Hunted By The Player Surprise
It takes me a few minutes to realise that he was not staying as I gulp softly “Are you leaving? Oh, that's right? You couldn't stand it.”He looks at me blankly as if I lambasted him.“You couldn't stand it when someone said no to you once in your life,” I bristle. “Then your good luck and my bad luck gives you a ridiculous excuse to fuck a girl.”Tears start escaping through the corner of my eyes. Seriously, I can't believe it. How stupid could I be!“I did not plan for this. I don't know what happened. I'm sorry,” he says, looking all sad, but I feel twice the pain.“Excuse me? Is that what you do with others?” I think to myself, that, seriously, he gives me the best orgasm I've had in my life, and he still apologizes to me? I get annoyed with my sincerity. “Leave soon before it gets worse,” I warn him as he states at me terrified.He walks for the front door in a hurry. I slam the door behind him and start crying again over a guy. Idiot!After that episode, I try not to think about
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