جميع فصول : الفصل -الفصل 30

Megan's point of view.*09:49am**Fuccccccck!I growled frustratingly as I carelessly tossed my laptop on the sofa next to mine, then leaned back on the sofa I'm sitting, I closed my eyes and began massaging my temples softly.It's been almost two hours since Stella left, and I've been fruitlessly surfing the internet for any job vacancy since then, now I'm feeling an unbearable headache that I don't think is gonna go away any time soon."You need to calm down, Meg," I told myself, then sprang up to go grab a drink from the fridge.But a knock suddenly sounded from the door which me stop abruptly, I balled my fists, gritted my teeth and threw a death glare at the door -I could imagine myself cutting and dicing whoever is standing behind that door.I decided to attend to whoever it was first, so I stormed towards the door but quickly put on a smile before opening it.But my smile faded upon opening the door, and it was quickly replaced with a very deep scowl as I came face to face with

Stella's point of view.I didn't bother taking my change, or even turn around to tell the cab driver to keep the change, but I guess he'd get the message. I was so worried something's happened to Megan, so I raced to our door and pushed it open."Megan? Meg?!" I shouted panickedly as I rushed into our living room.My eyes scanned the living room, but she wasn't nowhere to be found, which made a terrifying thought crossed my mind.. don't tell me she's committing suicide in her room!Without thinking twice and fearing that my thought might be true, I dashed towards her room and quickly pushed the door open and rushed in."Meg? Megan, don't do anything stup..."My words were left unfinished when someone suddenly jumped on my back, I didn't have to turn around to know who it was, because her perfume flooded my nostrils."I JUST GOT A JOB!" she screamed in my ear."A job?""Yeah!"Her arms went around my neck and she hugged me tighter, then began peppering my right cheek with happy kisses

Stella's point of view.It's been a crazy night so far, we've been dancing from one music to the other, and I must be honest with something.. I'm really enjoying dancing with Pete."I didn't know you're such a good dancer," he said over the music."Thank you, but you ain't doing bad yourself."He shrugged his shoulders."I'm just trying to catch up with you," he replied.I giggled at his reply."How about we squeeze out some alone time for ourselves after this dance?" he asked suggestively.My eyes viewed him from head to toe.He's not bad, he's hot and I can tell his dîck ain't as huge as Mr huge dîck's, but he's gonna be just right -wait, why did I suddenly think about Mr huge dîck?"What do you say?" he asked again."Yeah, but let's make something clear.""What?""Having a one nightstand with you doesn't mean we're gonna be...""Well, well, well, who do we have here?" I heard someone clapping behind, which interrupted me.I stopped dancing and turned around with an offended frown,

Stella's pov"Uhmmm," I let out a throaty moan.His hand immediately went under my bra and grabbed my breasts in a firm, but yet tender grip. He squeezed and fondled with my breasts, whilst his lips were moving fast and furiously against mine making it hard for me to catch up with him.Maybe I'm just imagining things, but there was something different about his kisses this time.. It's full of possessive-ness and dominance, it's almost like he's marking his territory or telling me that I've got no rights over my body no-more.He soon moved away from my lips and kissed his way down to my neck, his lips were warm and his hot breath was fanning my skin, sending a thrilling sensation through my veins.Some of my hair were on my neck which was acting like an obstacle, but he pushed them away then proceeded with sucking and biting on my neck.I threw my head back, giving him more access to my neck and he gladly accepted the offer by snuggling in even more. My hands fondled with his shirt unt

Third person's point of view.>>12:10am“Rita?” she shook her friend's shoulder gently.“Hm,” her friend grumbled in response, her eyes were barely open.“Are you sure you don't want to go home, Rita?” (A briefing: instead of going straight home after Rita angry stormed off from Joan's, she and her friend went to a nearby bar to get drunk and whine over her brother fooling around with slûts every day.)“Rita?” “Hmm,” Rita grumbled again, she struggled to sit upright and opened her eyes.“Whose house is this? Don't you think you should go back home?”Rita squinted her eyes as she looked out the window, she studied the environment for a moment, and nodded in approval. “T-this…" she hiccuped. “..t-this is my brother's fiancée's house…"She