Chapter 19: Wild Night

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Raven's POV

I'm standing here at Vicky's front door waiting for her to come out.

"Vicky I'm here." I annouced after knocking a few times.

She open the door but it wasn't a warm welcome.

She cross her arms while frowning.

I know she's still expecting an apology.

"Hi.." I greet her.


"After ignoring my messages.. You dare to com–" I shut her up by pressing my lips on hers.

She shove me back.

"What the heck Rave!" She says after wiping her mouth. "You know I'm still pissed at you right?" She reminded me.


"Good. So am I." I made another attempt to kiss her.

I held her waist firmly.


"Are you going to apologise?" She ask while her arms clung around my neck.


"Depends if you will." I whisper while I move my kisses on her neck.


"There's no way I'm going to apologise to Travis." She says while glaring at me.

I reach for the knob and pull it to close the door behind me.


"Alright.. then don't." I say while I pinned her against the wall.


"How about Maddie? Do I still have to apologise to her?" She ask while she's unbuttoning my shirt.

I pulled her closer and squeeze her body onto me.

I kiss her aggressively without an answer. I do not want to hear her name right now.


I came here to erase her from my thoughts and that's what I'm going to do.

"Hmm.. Rave.." Vicky moan after I sneak my hand on her thighs.

"It's hot down here.." I say seducing her.


She pull my face closer while I rub her gently.

"Let's go to my bedroom." She says and of course I follow her.

We walk upstairs and when I reach to her room, I immediately grab her wrist and pull her towards me.

"Did something happen? You seem different." She ask curiously.


I came here for sex and not to talk.

"Hmm, I'm just very pent up.. Do you mind if I get rough?" I ask while I'm feeling her body up and kissing her neck.

"No.. not at all." She says while she brought her lips on mine.


I'm glad she's okay with it because I don't think I can be gentle tonight.

I start undressing her impatiently but one of her buttons got stuck on the thread.

"Sorry but this shirt has to go." I say before I ripped her shirt apart. Then I proceed to undress myself.

"A little warning will be nice. That's one of my favorite shirt." She says while pouting.

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