"ꜰᴜᴄᴋ ᴍᴇ ʀᴀᴜʟ" ɪ ᴡʜɪꜱᴘᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ ʜɪᴍ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴍʏ ʟᴀꜱʜᴇꜱ.
Angel's life has been quite a roller coaster ride since she graduated with an exceptional degree from one of the finest schools in her hometown.
Securing employment proved to be ch...
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Since Raul gave me a three-day break from the studio, I decided to make the most of it. No scripts. No cameras. Just time to breathe—and maybe, to think about what happened in the kitchen.
Except I couldn't stop thinking about it.
The way he kissed me. The way his body pressed against mine.
The memory sparked a painful twitch in my nipples, making me rub my thighs together in desperation.
After dinner, I returned to the room I'd woken up in and took a long shower.
He'd given me one of his shirts to sleep in, and God, I didn't want to give it back. It clung to me like his scent—woodsy, expensive, masculine. Addictive.
I stepped out to the balcony to cool off and rejuvenate. My phone had been off for three days. Luca was probably going insane by now.
With a sigh, I powered it back on. As expected, dozens of missed calls and texts flooded in.
Luca [12 Missed Calls]
Luca: Are you okay?
Luca: Call me, please.
Luca: Angel if you don't answer I swear I'll file a missing person report.
I didn't waste another second. I hit call.
He picked up on the first ring.
"Angel? Jesus Christ, where the hell have you been?! I was about to call the cops."
"I know, I know, I'm sorry. It's been a busy week for me."
"You can't just disappear like that, sis. Do you know how scared I was?"
"I'm safe," I said softly. "I promise."
There was a pause, then a sigh. "You sound... different."
"I guess I am," I admitted, not sure if that was a good or bad thing.
"Where are you?"
"Somewhere quiet, and safe."
He didn't press further. He never did. That's one of the many reasons why I loved him.
"Okay," he said gently. "I'll see you on Sunday?"
"Yeah. Sunday."
"Alright, sis. Goodnight. I love you."
"I love you too," I said, smiling faintly as I hung up.
"Your boyfriend?"
His voice cut through the silence, deep and unexpected, making me jump. I spun around to find Raul standing behind me, his jaw tight, his eyes sharp and unreadable.
"Why does it matter, Raul?" I asked, crossing my arms. But I should've known better than to challenge him when his eyes looked like a storm about to break.
