𝗗𝗶𝗿𝘁𝘆 𝗟𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗦𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁 [ 𝗥𝗮𝗻 𝗛. ]

ii. erotic game

2nd POV

Just as the moment that you and your brother's close friend— the one who's at the back of you slipped into the palatial slates, the vip room quieted down, no one started something along with the suspense tension that you discerned within the area.

"Hold the fuck up—" Rindou exclaimed, his comportment arises disconcerted, utterly not expecting at the unpredicted proclamation. Pointing his arrow-finger at you, he gave voice for a second time.

"This hellion is your sister?!" He aired sonorously, engendering a reverberation over the course of the room. Hearing the commentary of the younger haitani, you oscillated your head edgeways, sending him a menacing look using your line of sight as you sneered,

"Who are you calling a hellion, you shit?" grappling your duke durably, on the verge of raining blows on him but as luck would have it, your brother interpose himself in between the both of you.

"Y/n...damn you." He puffed out, disposing the cigarette at the ash tray before he get to his feet together with his two pair of palms buried against his pocket holes. Alternatively, Ran Haitani just parked himself at the couch pleasantly, deriving pleasure from the controversy that was about to emerge.

Ran guzzle the wine, his visual perception refocused on you, gazing at you from top to bottom. Surveying your framework, those endearing waistline, tender skin, and majorly those ravishing lips of yours— oh how Ran venerated those. Raring to have an intercourse with you as he crave for your touch or for him to touch you.

As per the fact that he already gotten a wind of your vocal bands, his sensualism directed toward you tallied up increasingly. He was keen to hear more of you to the point that he'll momentarily come and get you to bed just to hear out your moans.

But for all that, Ran's flights of fancies got cut away at the moment that he heard you express another words that came through your mouth.

"What? I did nothing wrong." shrugging your shoulders, you couldn't careless if your brother would begin nagging the shit out of you. You presented yourself at the place that your brother wander over by reason of your dreariness.