"Love look at me"
His voice remained deep yet gentle. I still didn't look at him. My eyes wondered everywhere but his eyes. I could feel him getting irritated.
His hand made his way to my throat as he held it. Strong enough to keep me in his grasps...
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Love is more potent than hate, they say. I say pick your fireball and be damn good at it. -------------------------------------------------------
///Lousia Pov///
"What are you thinking about," Vincent asked.
"Nothing much, life," I said.
"You are an awful liar," Vincent laughed before getting up.
"Where are you going."
"To get a drink to have with all this Bull shit, would you like some" Vincent walked out of the room before I could put in a request.
"You're a dick," I yelled.
"Want to say that to my face" Vincent yelled back. My mouth closed shut.
He has this effect on me. My body betrays my thoughts. I want him to do things to me. My mind knew it was wrong. I didn't give a fuck. I wanted to be fucked, and lucky me, I was. You would think that enough but no, I wanted Vincent to fill out all my kinky little fantasies. I don't even know what we are, but I know that no one could measure up.
The thought of him and his...
"Bourbon, you like that," Vincent said, breaking my train of thought.
"Uhhhhh" I had to come up with a lie because my mind wasn't straight.
"Pickles are good you ever had any" I smiled, my face turning red.
Pickles Louisa is that the best you could do. You should have just told him what you want him to do to you.
"Good to know, but how about bourbon."
"Yea, it is good," I chuckled.
"Here," handed me a glass.
"Thanks"
"I have to ask you something," Vincent asked.
"Mhm"
"Want to go to my sisters' wedding with me," Vincent asked causally.
"What" my eyes widened.
"If you want to, I can find someone else to fill your spot," Vincent said.
He was so serious about it. It was true, though. Any girl would kill to be with him, even if just for a day.
"That quick to replace me huh," I question.
" You think you can be replaced, huh, then sure yeah, I am gonna replace you," Vincent chuckled out.
I rolled my eyes.
"You don't get it to do you," Vincent asked.
"What"
"Louisa, your mine love, you can't be replaced," Vincent asked.
