He kisses the corner of my lips one final time before pulling away, forcing my eyes to fly wide in irritation as I see the wicked yet beautiful smirk on his lips.
"You can't tease me like that and not continue what you were about to start." I say bo...
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Friday
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I was aware that Ronan Ivanov was staring at me, I got up out if my seat with my heart racing rapidly. Did he know I knew he was staring at me?
Curse him for having such good looks, something that they all had. If they weren't billionaires they'd definitely succeed in the modeling industry.
I walked inside the bathroom and looked at myself. My cheeks were slightly red. I was wearing black leather pants with a black hoodie, a dark brown puff jacket on top as it was really cold out today. My hair was in a low ponytail, some strands framing my face, with my glasses sat perched on my nose and my eyelashes filled with mascara.
Did I look good enough to be stared at by a man like Ronan. He had been looking at me since the moment he walked into the café.
I mean I know it's interesting to look at them but do they think I'm interesting enough to be looked at constantly by them.
I can't seem to concentrate properly when I'm near them. Like that time when I was in Ronan's office and couldn't get comfortable so he put me on his lap and I was trying to take notes but just ended up scribbling on the page.
They make me restless and more curious as to what's so special about them. Like seriously how can three extremely good looking men be so interesting.
It's like they're mysteries just wanting to be figured out by someone special. Definitely not me.
I craved to figure them out but I knew I couldn't, I just wish I could like I did with everything else.
Sighing I walked out the bathroom and turned around the corner to find him sitting at my table, in the seat across from my, looking at my laptop.
I carefully made my way back to the table and sat down. He looked up at me and I stilled. His eyes looked even more beautiful today like a cold storm.
He arched an eyebrow, his face showing amusement. "Is that how you greet me now, angel? Cause if so, we're going to have to reach you a lesson."
Blushing at his words, which sounded gentle.
"Hi Ronan." I said blushing even more when he glanced down at my lips, biting his.
"Hello angel." He said with a small smile on his face.
"I'm actually here to take you home." He said as yesterday I finally moved back home and he looked at my things then back at me.
I took that as my cue to pack my things into my bag.
"It's fine Ronan. I'm taking a taxi home, it's not far from here." I explain giving him a small smile.
"No, you're coming with me. Last time you went home by yourself you got attacked and it's raining heavily angel so I don't trust any taxi driver to drive you. So come on don't fight with me." He said grabbing my bags and then my hand, guiding me out of the café.
