[BOOK 1] [NOT EDITED]
❝if you were to describe me in one word, what would it be?❞
she had the perfect life, with ideal parents, loving family however that came to an end when her mother was diagnosed with cancer. at the pure age of nine, she started...
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We enter the penthouse in the same silence throughout the car ride.
Chase put his keys and wallet on the kitchen counter before going upstairs. I sighed and went to my room.
I went to the bathroom and did my business. I opened the door and saw the mess of clothes on the floor. I decided to unpack and actually organize everything into the closet.
While unpacking I saw the little amount of money I had with myself and took out ten dollars to give to Chase for the food. After putting away my last pair of shoes into the closet I closed the door. I took off the leather jacket and shoes I had on before going to Chase.
I left my room and went down the long hallway. I looked through the windows and saw the stars glistening.
I made my way upstairs and tried to remember which room was Chase's. I could hear the shower running from the far end so I decided to go that way. I touched the door handle and it was already unlocked. Testing my luck I open the door to reveal Chase's room.
He was in the bathroom so I decided to wait for him. I sat on his huge bed while looking out through the floor-length windows.
I heard the door open and I turned my head to look in that direction. Big mistake.
He had gray sweatpants hanging dangerously low and no t-shirt. The water dripping down from his hair onto his chest. His defined abs and muscular figure glowing from the little light in the room.
I looked away and continued staring through the window.
"Firefly," Chase said as I heard his footsteps coming closer to me.
"Yeah," I meant for that to come out a little louder but it came out as a whisper. I looked meeting his gaze.
"Do you need something?" he asked confused. You.
Oh right, the money.
"Here," I said extending my arm to him to hand him the money.
"Not again," he said rolling his eyes.
"You already know I won't take any other answer," I smiled.
"Yeah, stubborn ass," he said sitting beside me.
"Then take it," I said.
"Put it in the drawer," he said referring to the nightstand.
I opened the drawer and just as I was about to place the money. I saw a few dollar bills and twenty-dollar bills laying around.
"You just leave your money laying around," I said as I placed the money on top of the other money.
