𝙱.𝙱.𝙿 ⁽ᴳᵉⁿˢʰⁱⁿ ᴵᵐᵖᵃᶜᵗ⁾ [Under Review]

𝙳𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜



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My hands ran down his thigh studying every curve and the red flush of flawless skin that tinted his cheeks. A guilty sense of pleasure violated my senses the sight of him flustered as he struggled to take a sip of the champagne glass delicately held in one hand. His toes curled against the fur carpet under the table and his body jolted with small delightful shivers as my fingers inched dangerously close to the sweet spot between his legs. This was torture . . . for him at least.
A gorgeous sight indeed. The bunny uniform was a perfect fit for his frame, black vest and pants; matched with a white semi-long sleeve under; in addition to an apron strapped around his waist, it was certainly pleasing to the eyes. The cafe was already closed with only us both settled comfortably in one of the dark booths. All was silent but his shivering moans made me want to tease him further and traced my index over his zipper while holding eye contact. It was quite enticing. "You are my good bunny now, no need to be so shy," I whispered the words, lips pressed against the frame of his ear. "No one will ever hurt you again with me here."

Crawling into his lap and locking my legs around his waist, I stared into the night sky in the endless abyss of his eyes. Those little tears swelled up in the corner of his eyes, like two flooded ponds; and seemed to beg for release as I cupped his flushed cheeks in the palms of my hands, caressing the crystal liquid away with a stroke of my thumb. "You're mine now."

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Day 18/²
4:⁰⁰ pm

" Miss, do you have a reservation?" the lady at the small wooden counter smiled politely, trying hard to push back the exhaustion of her long shift.

" Yup, it is under the name Janet Wolfstone," she nodded hastily and began typing something on the tablet in her hand before her expression brightened.

"Ah yes, the VIP room rented for this night, a reservation for two," she walked over to one of the doors at the end of the lobby with me following in toe. "Would you like any drinks as you wait ma'am? We have a new signature drink, Explosive Mint. I assure you it has had a lot of good reviews."

I did not spare her a glance and took a quick glimpse at the menu, before setting it down and placing one hand on the soft red fabric of the table, "Just get me a glass of rosemary tea. Make that two sugar cubes."

Her footsteps shuffled away, followed by the gentle closing of the door, leaving me to my solitude. The room was filled with wooden furniture of a deep oak color, mostly shelves and stands adorned with books of unheard titles and vases of Chinese-themed bonsai trees. I fumbled with the glittered collar of my plain white dress as I waited, but the day drained my patience, starting with my ass of a boss and cheating ex. I should have ordered something sweeter . . . Alas I had to ignore these irrelevant things. I had to focus. My revenge would be my prosperity in creating something for myself. My independence. Freedom though is but an illusion. The society functions as a system . . . a corrupt one, hungry for power. Avoid the red flags, be sly, and be smart all shall work in your favor. . . But it does not.

The door clicked, snapping me out of my thoughts. My nails had already grabbed a fistful of the cloth subconsciously in my moment of rage. "Well, don't you look like a walking storm!" Janet walked in a bottle of red wine in hand and dressed humbly in a black suit and badass black heels to match. "Now spill it all out what went down today? You look ready to snap someone's neck off!"

"Don't push it," she flinched at my words but sank into her chair across mine without sprouting any more nonsense. " I want to start a restaurant . . . But I'm a bit low on cash to buy this place I found in Windblum Street."

"So . . . Want me as a partner?" Janet cooed as she poured the wine into the glass cups.

"Of course not, those only ever end in chaos," I scoffed, taking the outstretched wine glass offered to me. " . . . I just trust you more than those blood-sucking banks of the Lawrence family . . . especially with that bitch being the daughter of the heir."