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I muttered a thank you to him as he starts up the car. "No need to thank me Samantha, tonight you will be my women and it's only my duty to open doors for you. Treat you like a queen you are." He used the hand that wasn't holding the steering wheel to hold mine and place a kiss on it. I giggled out loud like an high school girl. Who knew my romoe was actually a real life Romeo ,he has being behaving so romantic since yesterday and I am loving this side of him. It new and loving. I wish this night could never end.

I will not be compared to some unrealistic standard from a damn book character. Gerard started laughing, “Gods, look at your face. Now you know how that shit feels, dickhead.” I shake my head. “Listen, something is up with Romy. In her sleep, she was telling someone not to touch her and saying ‘no’. I’m worried she was assaulted in her past.” “Well, I think you have your work cut out for you,” Gerard began. “Silja was giving me some background on Romy. Romy told Sils that her first time was a one-night stand. She just wanted to know what sex was like.”

The fact I was about to live out my long yearned fantasy… or the fact that it was with strangers that didn’t bother with names. I was naked. A sharp breath sliced the air…from who? I wasn’t sure “You’re so sexy,”Mr Cinnamon whispered in my ear. He smelt like cinnamon,hence the name. Cinnamon, green eyes, brown hair…strangers yet I had a feeling I would never forget these strangers for the rest of my life. Every doubt I might have harbored vanished the second I felt cinnamon’s fingers graze my folds. “And you’re so wet..” his breath was heavier

He hummed in satisfaction, and kissed my cheek slow and lovingly. The home cinema was dark, with only the light from the gigantic screen softly bathing the entire room. There was a trending romance movie playing, and right now, the hot male character had trapped the female protagonist against a wall, and he was kissing the living daylights out of her. For some reason, the male reminded me of Adonis, and I felt my cheeks begin to heat. I had really seen him again.

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“Hey, beautiful. If you’re listening to this, then I’m gone and Remy is playing this message for you. I know, it's a little strange to hear my voice after I’m gone. It’s going to be really hard without me. But Remy and Kai are there for you. Lean on them when you get sad, lonely, want to cry, or, hell, want to laugh. Want a date to dinner? Call them. When you need to feel muscular arms around you or something more, call on them. People are going to pressure you to get back out there, but I know you. You don’t need strangers, you need the familiar. With that, I give you permission to be happy. I believe one of these two jokers is the right man for the job. I trust them. They promised me they

asked Desi. "Oh, if that's the case, I'll just go back first, Tante. I'll pick you up later." "Are you have an appointment, Dam?" asked Rhea. "Nope, Tan. I just want to go to the apartment to rest first," he replied honestly. Lintang is busy and cannot be found, even though in addition to seeing his aunt, Adam hopes to meet his lover soon to let go of the longing. "Just go eating first, Dam. Later, you can be moved to the guest room if you want to rest. I know, you must be tired of going back from out of town."

“That’s so hot. I swear, Olly, if you don’t hook up with this man, I will unfriend you for ever. You will no longer be my best friend. I will tear all of our pictures together.” “Eww!” I scrunched my face. “Why would I want to do that?” “Because he’s Dante f.u.cking Romero.” I could almost imagine her duh face. “He’s super rich and sexy. Like panties-turn-wet-at-his-presence sexy. Have you seen the man? He’s the finest piece of male specimen to grace this earth.” I rolled my eyes so hard that I feared they would fall. “I’ve seen the man because I now live with him. Fine face, unpleasant character. The Ice King title fits him perfectly.”

His body against mine was irresistible. We moved towards the living room, where dimmed lighting created an intimate ambiance. Romain gently placed his hands on my hips, inviting me to move closer to him. I felt a shiver run through my body, a shiver I hadn't felt in a long time. He put on some music, a soft melody that further accentuated the romantic atmosphere.

“If…If today’s any indication, I’m not scared of a little heat. The question is… are you?” Romero gave a sharp laugh, a delicious sound that did weird things to her nipples. “I’m a mafia lord. I have a garden of body parts. I’m not scared of anything.” His hand strayed from her face around to the back of her head. Anateya sighed, leaning into his touch as his fingers delved into her hair. She’d sell her soul to this devil to have him take her, right here on the hood of his car. Romero’s conflicted expression faded, replaced by something that made blood rush to her cheeks. His stare bore into her as if he was peeling back her layers to see inside. The next moment, his lips crashed to hers.