Is she still staring at me?
I try to keep myself as calm as possible and keep my face still. I guess she is also falling for my acting still. Acting is one of my prized possessions which doesn't count much when you win in the battle of business.
Battle is not my thing. I waged a war against me.
Her fur coat smells divine. The vanilla scent, blended blissfully with the musk scent, scenting rich, and of course, tempting—an urge to make her feel this scent too.
I lost it when she touched the mole under my right eye. Okay, she is still staring at me, I feel her cool finger trailing down, on my cheek, it stays there, like a cold comfortable blanket and- it's gone.
I hear a groan leave her lips, I slightly peek at her, as meek as a mouse, stealing a glimpse of Cinderella. Her brows are slightly arched, small wrinkles spreading on her forehead as she groans again. Her hand is caressing her tummy.
SHE IS ON HER PERIODS. IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE.
I've heard my sister-in-law telling me they are bloody painful. How is she managing it? I didn't even guess it. God is a woman.
Is there something I should do? What can I do tho? I've been single all my life!
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Torment Woe: KTH {Part:1}
Non-Fiction"I love you more than I fear them." Y/n whispered on his skin, her breathes getting heavier... "And I'd fight a thousand zombies to keep you safe." He vowed, their foreheads touching... Min Y/n is a divorced mom, her child with her ex-husband for no...
