~Playboys are not born bad, they are developed by some bad girls in the name of love~
Isabel
I slowly opened my eyes,my head ache a bit and I can't stand it. I grunted and sat up on the king size bed touching my head. This is not my room! It's Lopéz's!!!
What the hell am I doing in Lopéz bedroom?did he.....? I immediately felt my body and realized I wasn't sore-I'm perfectly okay so how did I ended up in his bedroom then?......
Oh shit I got drunk didn't I?... How I got drunk after drinking so much beer last night came back to me in a flash and I blamed Lopéz! He's at fault in this! I clearly remember telling him I don't drink but he had to force me didn't he?and now my head hurts and I can't even remember what I did or spit out when I was drunk!
Damn Lopéz!
I rushed out of his room to go yell at him,I really don't care whether my head aches right now or not. "Lopéz?! Lopéz?! Where the fuck you at?!".
Lopéz came in looking so hot and attractive. Holy cow he's so goodlooking!..... He was on headset while his joggers hung on his hips,his chest was bare and I couldn't help myself but gazed hard at it. The tattoo on his upper chest was written boldly for anyone to see,it has FERNANDÉZ.....that was the only ink on his body.
His hair was rough and his lips....damn! As he walked towards me,I felt a lump in my throat; of course Lopéz Fernandéz is this hot he's literally named the hottest playboy of the century. I'm starting to understand the charm and the aura and why girls fall head over heels in love with his looks cause heaven knows this man in front of me is damn handsome!
He placed his hand on my chin and covered my mouth,I didn't even realize it was open and that caused my embarrassment.
"Do you feel sick?",he asks me and I got angry.
"Of course I feel sick cause I've never drank an alcohol before in my life! You forced me to!".
"Don't pass blames blondie,you could've stood on your words....you didn't".He poured me a glass of water.
"Ugh I feel like hitting you right now!".I drank the water and felt better.
He stared at me not saying anything. What now?do I have something on my face?is my morning face ugly?
"You don't remember anything last night?",he queries and folded his arms.
"Anything like what?".
"Anything-just anything".
I observed him. Did something happen last night?did I say something I shouldn't have said?
"Lopéz what happened last night when I was drunk?".
He moved to the table and licked his seductive pink lips,"Don't get angry but we....uhh....kinda locked lips".
My eyes widened. What?!!!! Locked lips?!!!
"What do you mean we locked lips?".
"You know when two lips pucker and kiss and-",
"LOPÉZ!!!!".I yelled.
"What?!".
"You kissed me!".
"You asked me to kiss you!".
Hell no I'll never ask that!
"You're lying! I'll never do that".
"You were drunk and asked to be kiss,of course I'm an obedient one".He gave a dirty smirk.
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The Playboy's Marriage
RomanceIsabel Santos A simple, intelligent and quite serious type of lady. She seemed to have the perfect life with her great parents,best friend, decent boyfriend and her job. Her whole took a worse turn when her family forces her to marry a man she loath...