The Perfect Retribution
She pleaded, chasing me into the garage.
Suddenly, I felt a sharp impact on the back of my head. I slowly turned around, my eyes narrowing as I saw Bella standing there, breathing heavily, an angry expression etched on her face. She had only one shoe on, and I realized that the other shoe was the one she had thrown at me.
In an instant, she lunged at me, bounding onto my body with lightning speed. Her legs swiftly entwined around my waist, securing her hold. Before I could even gather my thoughts, her lips crashed into mine, in a kiss that was sloppy, forceful, and rough.
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