Book 7 of the Mangoverse
What's written in your fate, finds you on its own.
Collection of short stories.
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Connected to my book Hasratein but can be read on it's own.
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She can show me what?! I literally met her a few hours ago, I've known her name for barely five minutes and I am considering accepting her offer? I don't even know what the offer is for fucks sake. She said she will keep me safe, that's great, five points for that, but what will she show me?
"I can see that you're confused, which is fine. Take your time, think about it-" goddamn, think about what?!
"I don't know what you're talking about-"
"Shhh." She presses her finger to my lips. She has a great sex appeal I admit. "I think you do know what I am saying, or you wouldn't be blushing like that." Fuck my life and I hate that I have my father's complexion. You can clearly see when I am red.
"I-" her hand trails down my lips, my neck, down towards my chest. "Say no before it's late." How do you say no to a woman that looks like seduction personified? I may be a virgin, but I am still a man and she is fucking stunning. Her lips tilt up at my lack of response before her hand trails lower and brushes against my zipper.
I am embarrassingly hard and I have nothing to shield my heart with. So I let the organ beat against my ribcage, hard enough to break through. Why can't I just say yes and let her do whatever? Probably because I do not want to lose my virginity in a fucking forest.
"Let's play a game. A kiss for a secret." My gaze snaps back up to her and narrows. "That's no game."
"It is now. So, I'll ask you questions, you can either answer or, to avoid that, you can give me a kiss." How is she so chill? People are trying to kill us. But sure, seems like it is a daily occurrence for her.
"Do you think I'm attractive?" I thought these would be about me but okay. "No." She smiles. "I forgot to mention, lies are not tolerated and would be punished for." Goddamn. "Yes." I grit my teeth.
She is obviously attractive, she looks like sin. Tanned skin, tall stature, black hair, perfect dips and curves, that pretty mouth, and pale blue eyes. She looks like those models that grace runways and magazine covers but she has a fire, a passion that everyone else lacks.
"Do you think we could do some great things together?" Obviously, I'm a man and she is fucking stunning. "Yes."
"Do you want to kiss me?" What's the point if I answer this question? Why have I never kissed anyone before? No clue. I was pretty much the center of attention in both school and college, having a famous dad does that. And I had many pretty girl around. Yet it never felt okay. They wanted me because I had a famous dad. It was annoying after a point.
This woman here, even though knows who my father is, never brought him up in any conversation. She looks at me because she wants to know me. I don't answer her question. Not because I don't want to but because the other option is my answer.
I lean forward without a word and peck her lips before pulling back. Her lips are so soft, they could lead you to heaven. "Is that answer enough?" She shakes her head.
