Chapter 6

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PRESENT

After waking up from accidentally falling asleep while reading I jumped up from the bed not knowing the time but only seeing black outside. Found my phone on the floor after accidentally stepping on it, and picking it up showed 23:46. I sighed taking my phone and thinking of going back to the kitchen to get something to eat and completely forgetting the incident from a few hours ago.

Exiting my room I was closing the door when I heard another one open. Lifting my head up I was met with Gvardiol leaving the bathroom obviously after a shower since his hair was completely wet and only in a tower. I lowered my eyes to his chest where I wasn't even sure if I was imagining the water droplets that were going down past his very visible v line and out of my sight or not, but I was not complaining.

My eyes met his amused ones and I realized I was caught checking him out. Then at that point, I was hit by our previous encounter.

"Are you liking the view sweetheart you can always take I picture I won't mind if it's for you?"

"You can really be unbelievable Gvradiol," I pushed out not trying to sound affected by the last couple of hours.

"I didn't do anything princess you just have a hard time accepting you find me attractive."

"I hope you burn in hell."

"Uf that's not a nice thing to say to your guest, didn't your parents teach you some manners or do you need someone else to do it since the only thing you know how to do is act like an ungrateful brat," said Gvardiol. The way this man can manage to piss me off in a matter of seconds is unbelievable.

"I'm the one acting like a brat?! You are the one who can't respect the people who let you live in their house."

"I think you are forgetting this is your parent's house, not yours."

'Fuck' "I'm still the one who grew up and is living here."

"Doesn't change the fact that it's not your house," he said starting to laugh at me.

'The bloody asshole.' "Wow good for me," I replied leaving to finally go to the kitchen to eat.

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