Romans & histoires Ride With Me By Kylie K

One month later...! “Hurry, come here, here and here. Add a little more chalk. “Help me with this curl. In a large room with luxurious design is the image of a beautiful girl sitting in front of the mirror. Hairdressers and makeup artists run up and down to make her more gorgeous. From outside, Kylie took Troye and ran inside.

Clara and Galbraith were also attending, and their vehicle was the last but one in the long queue of expensive cars. Kylie sat in her vehicle silently, flanked on both sides by 5 Star Beastmen. Her two guards were large, but the car was wide and spacious, so they were not touching each other. Within the silent vehicle, all that Kylie had were her thoughts and the Sovereign Sun who had reached out to her in her dream. *Are you nervous* “Of course, I am. This is the first time I am getting on a stage as large as this one. Besides, there’s a lot at stake. I cannot afford to lose.”

“I said how sorry I am, ok. Please don’t act this way, honey... Alright, I will cook your favorite stir fry noodles with seafood when we reached home. That will be our dinner today... And also, will be my peace offering to you. How’s that sound?” Kim said while he was trying to restore Irene’s trust again. As the wind swiftly passes by, he tries to remove some strings of hair from Irene’s face just to see her expression more clearly. “Fine... As long as you put a lot of shrimps in it.” Kim’s face lit up, and because of that, he hugged Irene again. “Guys, I think we should head home before the rainfall comes.” Erick said with an open palm, looking up into the sky. The two agree, and Kim pulls

Please don’t say no. “I really need one. I can help with anything.” She smiled lightly as me a sympathetic one must I say but it didn’t bother me. Self-pride comes after survival after all. She could hear the desperation in my voice and sighed lowly. “Umm… I’m not the owner here but I feel Katy wouldn’t mind hiring you.” She smiled lightly and this time I found myself hoping for positivity. “I will try my best not to disappoint you.” She nodded moving out from the other side of the counter. “Fine, we gonna look into that.”

Damn these bloodthirsty bloggers! Riley hadn’t realized that she had been quiet, and that a response was required of her. She drew her breath and said, “I would love that so much, Dave, right? But I am currently on a trip to Miami, and I will be away for some weeks…business and pleasure,” she quickly added the last part. “Oh, that’s fine. Do have a wonderful time there, Miss Riley,” and the call ended. Excellent! They will never see her on her low days, never…only that now, she really has to be in Miami. Immediately, she called her manager.

We exchanged phone numbers and I*******m IDs, and he introduced me to his pals. I sighed, relieved that this wasn't gloomy and dreary but rather blissful, just like at my wedding. Although I really didn't want to go, I had no choice. It was nearly midnight, and I am a sucker for trusting strangers, but it didn't go too badly. That's how we make friends, right? Kevin strolled me back to my hotel. "Well... Thanks for bringing me back." I smiled at him, my hands caressing each other due to the cold air. "No problem; if anything, I'm here." He gazed into my eyes and grinned.

Who would be a better candidate for this other than his captain himself? I got up from my seat and adjusted my looks a bit before making my way towards him. "Hey, there." I greeted him with a smile. He lifted his tipsy, green eyes and looked at me; his thin lips parted to ask, “Who are you?” “My name is Kylie Wade. You might not know me but we go to the same school.” “What do you want?” I took this opportunity to sit down next to him and said, “I saw that you were alone and thought that you could use some company.”

“I’d say we have about 30 minutes to kill.” Brielle nodded in understanding. “Road trip it is then.” “And I have the perfect road trip album.” Reid grinned as he messed with the buttons on his steering wheel. “Oh you do, do you?” Brielle chuckled. “Yep.” Reid nodded. “Get ready to sing your heart out to Kelly Clarkson.” Brielle burst into a fit of giggles. “Kelly Clarkson?” “What? She’s an American icon!” Reid partitioned. Brielle held up her hands in surrender. “Oh, I know. I just didn’t expect you to know.”

I hung up again. Me: I’m in a taxi!! Don’t want everyone to hear my business. Bestie: Why Clandor?? Huh? Was that a typo? Did she mean ‘what Clandor’? As I stared in confusion a follow-up message popped in. Bestie: Kylie, that guy is a hoe.

My hips started lifting to chase the friction he was giving me. The kiss turned molten—wet, messy, endless—our lips sliding, tongues tangling, teeth grazing, breaths shared in desperate little pants between each damn claiming pull. My head was starting to get light from his kisses, and the music filled my ears. 🎶 *(Ride it) just lose control* *(Ride it, ride it) come touch my soul* *(Ride it, ride it) let me feel you* *(Ride it) turn the lights down low*