♡ | PARADISE | ♡ 10: WICKED GAMES

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'The boys, the girls, they all like Carmen 

She gives them butterflies, bats her cartoon eyes 

She laughs like god, her mind's like a diamond 

Audio tune lies, she's still shining 

Like lightning, ohh, like lightning.'

He was even visited by her in his dreams.  

There was no escape.  

This fiery brunette had his nads going. 

The more he thought of her, the more he craved her.

David lay in bed; he was struck by loneliness.  

He wanted someone to be with him, not just for the sex.

He wanted a lover, but more importantly he wanted a commitment.

He knew the woman, who could provide this, but was he ready for this?

Leaving all the scandalous affairs and flings, would be a hard thing to do.

Was he capable to sacrifice himself for her?

David rose from his slumber and prepared himself for a modeling conference.

The whole travel there he thought of Lana.  

She illuminated a sort of fire inside him.  

It was an untameable feeling.

Near the end of the conference he spotted Lana's friend, RJ, and weasled her digits out of the boy.

He walked away proudly, with Lana's contact number.  

David was ready to play.

It was an idle day-in for me.  

Marina, had business to take care of and I wanted to stay in and rest.

I caprioled when my phone buzzed in my pant pocket.

I pulled it out.  

Marina is probably informing me on when she'll be home.

"I wish to take you out on a proper date. I will collect you at 8."

Holy Crap! 

It was David. 

How's he get my number? 

Regardless, there was a smidgen of a chance that David was trying for more.

I fumbled with my phone, but managed a response.

Was this his attempt to try 'more'? 

Or was it just a friendly meal?

I rose from my seat and scrambled over to my closet, hunting for the perfect attire.

After searching, I pulled together an appropriate selection.

I fixed myself in the mirror and painted on my makeup.

Marina still hadn't come home and I was beginning to get worried.  

I sent her a quick message indicated my absence, but she never responded.

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