CHAPTER 4ARLAN’S POV.I leaned my weight on the desk and stared out the window of my study room. My mind was freshly occupied with the thoughts of her. I shut my eyes and took a breath in, trying to remember her sweet smell.Eugh. If it hadn't been for the untimely, unpleasant distraction I would've gotten more than just her name!“Fuck it!” I cussed and stormed out.Hoping to clear off my head from constantly thinking of a woman I knew so little about, yet taunted me, I walked into a club.Charming a target over the years has been seamless, I grew confident. All it took was a smile and saying the right words and they'd be melt in my arms, begging me to end the torture—which usually ends with good banging—Except her. She's different, she knew my cards and hers as well.I took a seat by the bar and ordered a drink, “Your finest, something strong.” Vibing to the music blasting the speakers, my eyes wandered the dimly lit space seeking for a distraction and fell on the sultry swivelli
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