Sugar Coated

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Angelica's P.O.V

I don't see why Victor showed concern for me...true, we were acquainted with each other and the relationship between the 2 of us was purely platonic.

Well, I fess up, over time it was hard for me to stay without his presence...his deep voice sent shivers down my spine and his every single touch caused my skin cells to explode. I convinced myself that I was only infatuated by him, there could not be any other explanation, isn't it?

I know that it seemed stupid that I got deeply hurt right after Victor lashed out...but right after he considered my life as pathetic, I reflected on my previous life, how everyone rejected me and how was it to get my life sorted out...I suddenly felt worthless and there was only one thing I could think of...suicide.

After cutting my wrist...I thought that it would be the last time I would see the granite bathroom tiles...but I was wrong, I did not die...why did Victor even bother to check on me..Well, I was his employee which pretty much explains it all.

I attempted suicide again but Victor came just in time. He was damn furious and he tried to obliterate my thoughts of dying. After mumbling that my parents were not wrong to consider me as a jinx...he did something that abruptly halted the oxygen flow in my lungs. He KISSED me...he fucking kissed me and by that, I don't mean only a peck...he was sucking my lips and he was digging his fingers on the sides of my waist. I was numb at first and I stiffened but gradually, I registered the action and moaned as he seized my lips with more passion.

I was not kissing him back but he gently backed me against the beige walls and I started responding and my eyes widened as I heard him groan and he moved even more closer to me so that there weren't any space left. I gasped as I felt his bulge against my body. That was when I actually realised what was happening. By now, his hands were underneath my tank top and he had pushed his tongue into my mouth, making me breathless. I knew that this was wrong and I had to stop him...us...but it felt so right. My hands were placed onto his chest over his shirt which was half-buttoned.

My eyes shot wide open as I heard a 'snap' and realised that he had opened the strap of my bra. I swiftly pushed him away and rested my back against the wall for support as I tried to control my erratic heartbeats...I felt that I would pass out from the intense passion lingering in the atmosphere. I took a look at myself in the adjacent mirror...my hair was messy and my clothes were dishevelled. I looked at Victor and he just stared at me. I felt my cheeks redden and I tore my gaze away from him. Still, I could sense him staring at me and he slowly inched towards me. He stopped exactly an inch away from me.

"Angelica...I..I'm sorry..." he blabbered and left the room while closing the door behind him.

I was confused. Was he sorry for kissing me?

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