DARK CRAVINGS. A COLLECTION OF STEAMY, SHORT STORIES. のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

The next day came rather quickly for the trio after last night's wave of emotions hit Rosita, and now she knew she was about to handle the next major step, which was making sure this relationship was fair to all parties involved.She wouldn't want to get both men craving for her at the same time when she's not available.It was time to know how to handle things between the two.Rosita had kept to herself after choosing to sleep over at Jude’s apartment; she had been in her chest most of the night to get some space to think. “So how do I get to handle this? I would rather not open up to Eugen how I feel about him since the last time I did, it ended with a breakup.” Rosita confined her nervousness within herself, reminiscing about the first time she had opened up to a younger male about how she felt about him, and this gave him the confidence to toy with her, hence leading to a breakup when she could no longer tolerate him.Jude Was sleeping soundly beside him, and his snores could be h

What the fucking hell is wrong with this boy, for heaven's fucking sake?”   She thought out loud.   “What is wrong with whom?” Jude turned to look at her. Oblivious to what is happening. “Uhu?” She asked, feigning ignorance of whatever question he had asked. “Yes-yes-yes,” he stuttered. “You were actually muttering some incomprehensible words to yourself a few minutes ago." “Not true, Jude. It's actually not true. Please focus on what matters most to you now, which is removing those overgrown hairs from your mustache.” Rosita tried to joke around, but Jude only shrugged off his shoulders and fixed his eyes back to the mirror.  Rosita had turned over her phone. She wanted to make sure that despite the long distance between them, Jude wouldn't be

“I fucking went to a board meeting, Eugene. You were here when I was called, and I had to excuse myself! Enough of you acting all insecure and unkind towards me, please. This is really boring already, Eugene. It is really getting boring already; please just stop. Stop, please”  Rosita couldn't help but express herself bitterly.  She had resorted to emotionally blackmailing him, and she was optimistic it'd yield a positive outcome, which, ironically, it did. Eugene didn't say any word further. He only inhaled deeply, a smirk appearing on his face. “Do you want me to continue?” “With?” She asked, feigning ignorance of whatever it was that he meant. Oddly happy with the fact that he was now switching the discussion.  He scoffed. “You want to act ignorant of knowing what I meant?”

“Eugene. Eugene Pierre. But I prefer Eugene because I am more of an American than French.” “Es-tu français?” Eugene turned to look at her. A long silent glance, obviously amused by her speech. Rosita wasn't a French name, and he wouldn't want to ruin the moment by being inquisitive.  “Je suis français,” she smiled. He liked that she did. “Surprised?” She had honked at a cyclist to be mindful of the road. “Rosita isn't a French name, though,” Eugene started, leaning backwards into the seat. “Are you sure it's not?” She smiled.  “I am sure it's not,” Eugene confidently replied. She smiled again. “Well, I'm Rose by birth. Rose Clare, but I preferred Rosita because of reasons that I can't classify or state.&rd

“Are you in a relationship, Rosita?” Eugene didn't believe he asked such a question. She looked at him with so much disbelief. He was audible enough. Her eyes were filled with utmost confusion. “Pardon?” She was taken aback by the question; it was the last question she was expecting, so she wanted to be sure she heard the right thing. “Yes, you heard me right, didn't you?” “Yes, I did. Of course I did hear you right, but I just wanted to be sure I heard the right thing you had said. “Well, I had asked if you, Rosita, are single or have any relationship or are married; I am just being curious.” He leaned back into his chair. “You're just being curious?” Her lips parted in a smile. He had thought she'd be angry, but ironically, she wasn't. “Yes, I am curious to know. We