Arranged: Bound By Contract (girlxintersex)

Chapter 32

Chapter 32
Stella POV

My fingertips grazed down my neck, almost as if I could feel the hickeysthat were belted around my neck. Anyone, including an astronaut, could lookdown from space and see the blooming of luster red, combined with a blemish ofblue, which created a tiny purple glow on my skin.

It was my first hickey—hickeys, and I couldn't stop looking at them inany reflected surface.

"It's cute," Nathalie murmured, focusing on my neck. We were all inthe kitchen, each of us allocated to a task. Mateo and Nathalie were taskedwith often visiting either the stove or the over-the-counter oven, while I wasleft to peel and clean.

"Do you want to give me one?"


Mateo reacted by glaring at Nats and me. "I was kidding,"

Her gaze returned to the cooked Irish potatoes. She had sprinkled slightlyabove the minced beef. Just beside the baking glass pan was a dish of shreddedmixed cheese, which I nearly shredded off my hands to get.

"Maybe..." I satirized her, only for her to sneer at me with her headdown. I couldn't help laughing. We chose to cook blindly because none of us hadasked our parents if they planned to have any more visitors. I hope they didnot. I honestly did not want anyone in my home.
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Upon seeing my dress and underwear on the bed, I smiled.

When I found myself smiling too much, I puffed in irritation.

She still a splinter beneath my nail.

My body froze as I heard the doorbell ring. I skipped to the window; itappeared that everyone had arrived at the same moment, as evidenced by thelarge number of cars parked along the driveway. My gaze drifted over to SpartanHouse. He was present. But he seemed completely closed in. Curtains and blindsare all snip tight.

I walked away from the window and hurriedly dressed. By the looks of it, Ididn't have time to doll up with makeup. As I proceeded to the dresser toapply my spray, I felt something flat yet solid on my clit.

I lifted my dress slightly, feeling only the crotch of my underwear.

Was this a new pantie that—

Nathalie announced from the entrance that the guests were below. I yanked myblack sundress down. It wasn't my most stylish outfit, but it felt loose, airy,and comfy. With these roaming eyes, the last thing I wanted to do was be inuncomfortable clothes.

"Coming. Let me simply put on a couple earrings and..." I put thegolden C-hoop earrings in and applied a few sprays. I spun around, and thepower of the whirl caused the dress to slightly rise. I'm feeling lovely. Ifeel cute. I feel like Nathalie. She glanced at me with a lovely expression onher face.

"You look so lovely and adorable." She cheesed.

"That is what I thought."

"What about the hickeys?" I inquired, extending my fingertips overthem. I was so proud to show them off. Only for today. Tomorrow, I'll try mybest with my foundation to get rid of them.

"Beautiful as well. Like a tattoo."

"Excellent,"

I turned to gaze in the mirror one final time. The hickeys caught myattention. They were eye-catching. Mateo seems to have spent a lot of timeconstructing them.

"Let us go; they are waiting, and we have yet to arrange the table."

I dashed out, the discomfort of the panty increasing. The crotch felt veryfirm, almost like a gadget. I'll just have to inform Mateo that she has poorchoice in underwear.