𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬
DARK ROMANCE
"Fuck. You."
I watched as the brown in his eyes darkened and he clenched his jaw. He stared at me for what felt like minutes and before I knew it, he had my back pressed against the wa...
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A loud knock on my door woke me up from the deep sleep I was in. It wasn't that bright in the room which indicated that the sun was still coming up. I turned to look at the clock and saw that it read five-forty five a.m. Who the fuck would be knocking at my goddamn door at almost six in the morning? I sat up on the bed and ran a hand through my hair as I heard another knock at the door.
"I'm coming, fuck," I muttered under my breath as I got up from the bed and began to search in the darkness for the shirt that I threw on the floor, but someone knocked again. Shit, it was probably Natalie. She hadn't left me alone since that one time I fucked her and now she thought that I had an interest in her.
That reminded me of last night when she stood next to Elisia at the bar. I could hear their conversation from where I was standing and it bothered me that Natalie thought she had the right to speak to Elisia like that just because I fucked her. I was out of my mind thinking I could get away with just one night with her.
I must've been drunk.
I gave up looking for my shirt and just went straight to the door expecting to see Natalie on the other side bugging me for something stupid just so she could talk to me, but I was surprised to find Elisia standing there instead.
I took in her appearance seeing her dressed in black tight pants that flared out at the bottom and a matching black shirt that tied at the stomach which left an inch of her olive tone skin out on display. She was also wearing a pair of black heels with a black trench coat and her hair was pulled up in a messy bun with strands of her brown curly hair falling out and no makeup. She looked good. Her hazel eyes started to scan down my chest eyeing my attire which was only a pair of grey sweatpants and my thin gold chain that I always wore.
She held her gaze at my stomach and chest and I realized that she was looking at my tattoos. Normally I would just go straight to the point and get on with my day but for some reason I let her look. The strangest thing was that it didn't even bother me like it should have. She finally met my eyes and blinked a couple times, but I couldn't help noticing the tiredness in them.
She should've gotten enough sleep. I knew that she went to bed right after she made the deal with me and made me agree to some of her conditions, one of which was giving her back her things but that was an easy one. At least it was up until I told her that she had to stay here until the deal was done and we all know that took a shit ton of convincing, but she did finally agree, only if she was able to come and go whenever she pleased and if Alex, Mateo and Jose could come and go too which I surprisingly agreed on.
"What's up?" I asked her, breaking the silence.
"Um I don't have a car wi-" she started but before she could finish, I grabbed the keys off the table by my door and tossed them at her. Her eyes lit up with excitement as she effortlessly caught them with one hand. I had only seen her with a bored or mad expression. In fact, I had never seen her happy until last night when she laughed with Sergio. If I was being honest, now that I had seen a glimpse of what that looked like on her, I only ever wanted to see that glow in her eyes.
