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22 I don't believe what I'm seeing because his hair was really short. But fuck he's handsome as hell.I don't want to believe it that he cut it too short because I know he loves his long hair too much and he said so himself he's too lazy to pay the barbershop a visit. But he's here sporting his new hair for our magazine. It was so short compared to his shoulder length hair and I must say I loved it the second I saw him walking out of the tent. Maybe it was some wig but I knew for a fact it was real with the way the wind blows through it. The sides were short while the top of it was long.But damn it looked so great on him. It made even more handsome. I couldn't believe that he would get any more good looking.He wore a darkish denim top with a brown jacket over it and a maroon scarf wrapped around his neck inserted between his denim top. He had some black tight pants on and some black combat boots. It was a new look from Benedict and I was deeply surprised by the sudden change. Every

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23"Thanks for everything today Mr. Saintclare and for the lunch." Quinn waves goodbye."It was an honor to have worked with you." Raul shakes Benedict's hand before he goes inside his car.It was a fun lunch together with the crew and most especially with Benedict. He was so laidback and cool, another side of him that surprised me. I didn't expect him to stay longer than he probably should. We have finished with the eating, fun and talking around quarter three o'clock, and though it has been a long day for all of us, it was a success anyways.Benedict paid for all of the grilled foods and drinks the men ordered. Everyone, including me, was super thankful to him. Of course the crew took advantage of it because Benedict was paying for everything and it was their first time to be treated out by him.When everyone had got inside their own cars and left the building, I realized that I was left with Benedict. I turn myself around to face him and he had stared at everyone who had left us."

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24"Bethany, meet Thea Thibault." Benedict gestured back to me.Bethany gapes and smiles. "Ahh, you never introduce to me your women. That is new."She glances at me and looks back at Benedict with a grin. "You usually shoo them away to your playroom and don't introduce me."Benedict rolls his eyes at her.Playground. She knows that too."Bethany you don't really have to roast me. She's the one who took my interview." He answers."Oh!" She chimes. "That's a first too. Aside from not wanting to have an interview, you never invite the people who interviewed you to come over your house."I remained quiet while she kept smirking. I politely smiled back at her because she seemed friendly and talkative. I don't know if she hates me or not but she's saying things about her brother in front of me. She begins to put down the paper bags to the ground and started walking near to us. She briefly hugged Benedict before looking back at me, still with that warm smile."Well, it's so nice to meet you

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25BENEDICTI see them laughing together on that couch and obviously busy talking about something. I just hope Bethany isn't talking things about me to Thea. They had the television on but they weren't watching it instead they were too busy talking and laughing to each other. I wonder what they're talking about. Of all the women that I brought home whenever Bethany is around, Thea is the only one I'm confident of introducing to her. And I was right, they would get along.I turn my back to them for a while and got busy stirring this soup that I'm making. I have the pasta on the other pan which was already boiling up and the sauce for it is ready too. I take the strainer and placed it over the sink as I poured the cooked linguine over it. As soon as the hot water fully dripped, I grabbed it out and placed some evenly amountful over each three plates.I grabbed the bowl of chili sauce and placed some paste over the linguine. There were cooked sliced onion, slices mushroom, pepper and che

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26I moan against his lips.I know I should push him away from me but his body is pressed hard against mine and my tongue is busy with his tongue. He was a damn great kisser and no doubt women would line up for him. My mind was scattered elsewhere and I was letting his hands hold on to my waist. My arms slowly wrapped around his neck and I was getting lost with our kiss. His lips knows too well how to invade my mouth.He is such an amazing kisser. His kiss doesn't want me to pull away from him. His kiss makes me feel lost. He puts me in a good mood. His kisses felt like it was his profession, he was so damn fucking great at kissing.He breathes heavily as he brushed his lips on mine and was about to dive in to kiss me for more. Now I felt his hands going up to my upper ribs but I push him away from my body before this will lead to something else more than this."Stop..." I muffled.I glued my eyes on his neck and didn't want to look at him after the blissful and super intense kiss tha

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27THEAThree years ago...I was riding inside a limousine to drive me to where Mr. Skarsgard was. Another customer. He is a VERY wealthy swedish man who contacted Skye a week ago. He said that he wanted a sexy woman to be with while he was staying here in London and since he was far from his wife, no one will know what he will be doing here.I was one of the best and most requested stripper and private escorts that Skye has. I was number one. Whenever he has new wealthy clients, like Mr. Skarsgard, I'm the one he calls for the job.When I reached the hotel, I fixed my skimpy dress and grabbed my small purse with me. I wore my Louboutin heels that my customer from last week had bought, he was another wealthy man who was crazy about me.I entered the lobby and as soon as I walked in, all men had their eyes on me. I bet they were either wondering if I was a prostitute, escort or a pornstar. I was always used to being looked at that way, men always loves to look at a woman who looks hot

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28BENEDICTPRESENT TIME...It has been two weeks since the kiss and I haven't tried to do anything to contact her.She pushed me away so hard, I didnt know what to do. Nobody has pushed me away like what she did and I was completely utterly speechless. I have never been lost for words, ever, and I have never chased a woman before like how I chased her under the rain. She always makes me do things I have never done in my entire life and I hate myself for that. I hate it when I try to do things for her and I hate myself for doing everything just to make her stay with me.You're a complete fool Saintclare. Success isn't your middle name anymore, you better change that to Benedict Fool Saintclare. You are being so pathetic over one girl who pushed you away like that.But no matter how hard I try to remind and scold myself not to do things related to Thea, I always always end up doing things related to Thea. I don't know what she did to me but she has been inside my head ever since and th

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29THEAHe walks inside my house and I closed the door for him right away. He was still bringing that basket on his right hand and I pity him for what he passed through before reaching here."You could've called or texted me that you were coming over. I could've told you which one was my apartment." I tell him as I walk to the couch.He stands there alone, still with the basket on his hand. He wasn't looking at my home but instead on my face. God he gets more and more handsome when I don't see him for weeks. Is that even possible? I didn't it could be. Maybe I just REALLY miss seeing his face."I thought you wouldn't want that so I didn't bother." He answers.I couldn't tell if he was being cold, awkward or shy around me. But I was sure that he is avoiding my gaze. Why? I'm only having fever, not sore eyes. Even sore eyes' means of commucation isn't through looking at someone else's eyes.I walked up to him and stared at the basket from his hand. "What's that for?""For you. Fruits he

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30THEAThree years ago...Is it wrong to fall in love?Wait. No, my thoughts doesn't really only revolve on that simple question since my life is as complicated as a puzzle that's hard to solve.My question is more like.....Is it wrong to fall in love with a thirty-four year old man who has three sons from his previous failed marriage while you're still seventeen who works as a stripper and a private escort?Seventeen years of age gap.It sounds more complicated whenever I think about what has been going on with my life lately.After that night with Mr. Skarsgard, I was planning on not seeing him anymore because he was different among the rest and it scared me. He drove me home so he knew where I live. After we had sex, we showered together and we talked on my way home. He asked me what club I worked for so I answered him the place. He asked me if it was okay that he will visit and probably watch what I do and I said yes he can. I even told him he could meet and see new women from t

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31BENEDICTPRESENT TIME...I have done so many things for her and I am eating this meal that doesn't even taste that great. It's like I'm eating tasteless foods but I'm still eating it. I usually scold people who serves me foods that taste as ridiculous as this but I'm enjoying it. I usually get mad because I find this disrespectful, yet I am eating it what Thea cooked for me. I just can't believe that she makes me do things like these that I don't even want to do and things that I haven't even done before.All I thought about was to make sure she was okay and that she wasn't feeling to hot because of her fever. To be honest, I worried about her right when that security guard told me rhat Thea wasn't feeling okay. All of a sudden I felt worried for someone from the opposite sex and I only have that kind of feeling towards my mother and my siblings. But that moment, all I ever thought was to come rushing here and buy her foods or fruits or anything that would help her.I know she does

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