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Chapter 42

“You're adorable,” Meira cupped Neon's cheeks and squished while he blinked up at her with priceless innocent, lips soon curving upward to form a cute smile. “You have pretty lips, Zayde.”

“You think so?” he held her wrists, caressing them with his thumbs.

“Yes. They look pink and healthy. So plush and pretty. I love them. They look really good!” she stole a kiss from him and giggled as he grinned.

“Snow,” he whispered, their foreheads touching, “My lips look good... But they taste better.”

Her cheeks become pinkish-red instantly. “You have such a way with words. You're a such a smooth-talker, I bet a lot of girls wanted you in Mexico.”

“I've seen women k!ll themselves and other women to prove their love for me. You're right,” he bit her bottom lip lightly and nibbled on it. “A lot of the women did want me, but I didn't want them. I stayed faithful to you. I distracted myself from the temptations the Spanish women gave by practicing how to aim and hit without miss. You're the love of my life, I wouldn't dream of giving away this c**k. It's all yours baby, don't worry, no other family has gotten it since we met.”

“Neon... Are you telling me you stayed faithful for five years? You really and truly didn't have intercourse with another woman?” Meira was in disbelief. Zayde is an extremely handsome man with an attractive and appealing voice–it was no doubt that he hand hundreds, if not thousands, of women at his disposal. Yet, he chose to not even touch one all because of her. “I don't believe you.”

“Meira, I'm a drug Kingpin. When I and the Sicarios are at the hideouts placed around Mexico women are always there. They strip naked and dance for us, pleasure us, they do anything we say and allow us to do anything we want with them. A lot have tried to seduce me, but I was born a stubborn motherf**ker. I could have cheated if I wanted to but I love and respect you too much to do even think about doing that.”

Neon peeled her hands off his feet and raised one of her legs, he kissed above her knee and smiled.

“I was a playboy, f**kboy, manwh*re, whatever you want to call me. I f**ked three quartz of the girls in Arkville, and I f**ked every female teacher in Arkville High. Sometimes I was paid to d**k down women whether married, divorced, single, taken, or whatever. I just knew I was having a lot of s*x when I should have been studying. That all changed when I laid eyes on you, my heart skipped a beat the first time I looked into your eyes. I think about you every day, every second, and worry about you,” he placed a kiss on her collarbone and wrapped his arms around her waist in a strong hold. “I never said anything or made any moves because Ryat has a thing for you too. I don't mind sharing you with him, I love my friends too much to let one girl come between us. You all mean a lot me.”

Meira smiled, her heart warmer than the sun. She brushed her fingers threw his hair. “I believe you, Neon. I'm just surprised you didn't know you and I were at the same school.”

“I'm antisocial. Not a fan of hanging out with people, nor do I like going out in public unless I have to. To be frank, I'm really f**king shy,” he buried his face in her br**sts and she laughed. “I'm not kidding. Everywhere I go people just look at me and I hate it. I can't walk around in peace. Women always create a fuss about me too. I'm glad people find me attractive but seriously, they don't have to stare so much. It makes me blush.”

Meira couldn't stop laughing at him, this side of Neon is truly shocking–but there is some truth to his words. He's always energetic when around his friends, making jokes and acting kind of crazy, but in public he's awkward and doesn't talk to people–either that or he's very aggressive towards people he doesn't isn't very familiar with.