Believe Again

BONUS CHAPTER 1

Just a short bonus chapter to kill some seriousness. We do have some 'stuff' going on here.

Excuse the stupid spelling and grammar errors please. I'm writing this in quiet a sleepy state.

And when I say this is short... it means really very short. So, please do not sulk if it ends really soon.

Hehe... enjoy!

- Wannie

P.s. When I republished this book... I didn't notice I didn't upload this chapter... so herebgou have it!!
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SARAWAT'S POV...

I left my brother's room the moment grandpa told me that my little buffalo is here. Tine knew it since ever that I belonged to a mafia family. And he was totally fine with that. But the thing is, he never saw me fight. He never saw me covered in blood like I am today. I'm afraid of what he might think of me now. A monster maybe. Or maybe a freak. It doesn't matter to me until he stays with me. I just hope he won't leave me, seeing this side of me.

I bit my lips before I entered the room and locked the door behind me. Tine was curled up on the bed. His back faced me. I could see him shivering. Is he crying? I could feel my brows knotting above my eyes. I walked closer to him, his cries got clearer with every step I took closer. He was hugging a pillow close to himself, his face dug into it, muffling his sobs. "Tine?" I softly called him, brushing his hair away from his ear. He froze, detaching his face from the pillow. "I'm here, little buffalo," I squatted down beside the bed. He turned to look at me. For a second there was a relief in his eyes but it soon was invaded by worry and shock. "Wat! W- What happened? W- Why are you b- bloody?" he shot up, sitting straight on the bed. His legs dangled off the bed and his tears were flowing down his face even more furiously. I cupped his face instantly and wiped those tears away. But it only made tear trails become red from the blood on my hands.

"I'm fine. Don't cry, hmm?" I pulled him down to the floor, into my embrace. "You fucker! Why didn't you return till now?!" He hit my chest, crying. I just held him close to me, letting him do whatever. "You told me you'd be back soon! Why you only came back now?" Tine sobbed. "I'm sorry. Now stop with the crying, please, baby," I ran a hand down his back. He cried for a few minutes more and then pulled back. "You got the blood all over me!" he tried lightening the environment. "Let's shower then. I stink!" I got up with him still in my arms and headed to the bathroom. He struggled out of my embrace and took off both our clothes. It's been so long since we've been like this. He headed to the shower. I followed him like a lost puppy.

I hugged him from behind as the water ran down our bodies, taking the blood away with it. The floor was covered in gradients of blood with every drop of it washing off our bodies. I brushed my hand over his abs, "How long has it been since we did it or even saw each other naked?" My face was buried in his shoulder. Tine turned his head and ruffled my head, "We did it last time when I was leaving, a year ago. We only met each other again when you came here. So... it's been a little more than a year." I nodded, registering the sequences. "Why though? In the mood?" he teased. That was a pure invitation. I kneaded his sides, kissing lightly all over his shoulders. "You want it?" I arched my brow at him. He turned to face me with a soft smile, "If it helps you lighten up, then why not?" With that, I grabbed Tine by his waist and crashed our lips together.

"Hmmph~" he instantly moaned into my mouth as I sucked on his tongue. Our eyes were closed. Hands all over each other. I cornered him to a wall as he grinded his nakedness on mine. "Th- the bed!" my little buffalo ordered, panting hard from our kiss just seconds ago.

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I grabbed him by his thighs as he jumped into my embrace. His arms wrapped around my neck, fingers tangled into my hair. My hands were under his fluffy ass, supporting him so he doesn't fall. My face was buried somewhere between his collar and chest as I made him gasp from time to time. I carefully carried him back to the bedroom and put him on the bed. I hovered above him as he looked at me with dark, hooded eyes.