𝕀𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕤

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I'm finally in America. Goal is to have that much money to buy all the expensive sexy lingerie. Hehe. I'm on my balcony, in guess what. Yup, my sexy underwear, I'm listening to a very sexy song and swaying to it. Cigarette is in between my pointer and middle finger and I'm enjoying myself too much. Speaker is legit blasting. I'm sure my neighbours can hear it clearly.

They even threw a brick at my window so they can hear it better. Lol just kidding.

My next door neighbour owns a big mansion, very expensive one might I add. He must be so rich. I wish I was rich like him. Well I am very proud of myself and where I am right now so I don't envy anyone. Actually I'm proud of him too, he must have worked his ass of for it. Anyway..

I'm feeling so high right now and I didn't even take anything, best kind of high. I have my elbows pressed on the balcony fence, my head is hanging downwards while I'm moving it from side to side. Hair is all in my face but I don't care.

I slowly bring my head up when I hear a movement from my neighbours mansion, he's messin with his curtains, short after he noticed me and opened his eyes wider in a surprise or shock. My lip curves on the side giving him a slight smile or was it a smirk. He looked like something was stuck in his throat so he swallowed, hard, and walked away leaving me alone and at peace again. I blew out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

Rubbing my hands all over my face I was more awake now so I lit up another cigarette. Wind was slightly blowing so I was struggling to lit it but I made it. Finally I inhaled that cancer and exhaled so I was more calm. He was hot, sexy even. I couldn't stop thinking about his face close to mine or his hands all over my curves.

Damn. I need to stop.

He must think I'm some crazy chick that's all alone on a balcony in nothing but her underwear, doing heroine or some shit. Just as I was finishing that thought I heard a door bell ring. I froze.

"Who the fuck is that?" I wondered.

"I dont have any friends around here." I said talking to myself like I always do.

Why be normal?

It's probably postman or some shit like that.

The fuck would postman do at your door at 11pm at night are you crazy, get your facts straight Scarlett, damn.

Shaking my head at myself I went to put on something real quick and run down the stairs to open that damn door where only a killer would be standing, but I don't give two fucks, kill me. As I got closer, the person behing the door gave another ring before I clicked the safety off and opened them in a quick motion scaring him.

Ha I saw that lil jump, nigga.

I checked him out from toes to his precious face and I almost fainted. It was the guy.

Oh fuck me, my sexy neughbour, what the fuck is he doing here?

Is he aware that if he walks through my door I'm not letting him out until I please 'cuz I'm a crazy bitch.

Um I think he didn't think his arrival through. I was standing there gawking at him until I realised I was gawking and quickly covered it up with a smirk. He gave me a slight smile and looked at the floor as if he was nervous.

Nigga, the fuck you have to be nervous for?

"Hello" he greeted, I greeted him back with a short "hey", hmm short and simple like most guy's dicks. Upss..
But not his I hope.

Boost of confidence came and I said first thing that came to my mind.
"How can I help you babe?"

"Um I saw you from my window and wondered why are you all alone...and almost naked," he whispered that last part thinking I probably wouldn't hear it.

E zajebo si se.

This got my attention, maybe he didn't think I was a crazy chick doing herione on her balcony after all.
"Well I like being alone, listening to music in my lingerie and smoking a cigarette," I said with a cocky smile on my face. His face turned red while he was clearing his throat and swallowing ball of awkwardness.

Maybe he was lost for wor..

"Beautiful woman like you shouldn't be alone on a balcony in nothing but lingerie, someone might take it the wrong way and think you are preparing to end your life jumping over the edge," he said interupting my thoughts.

"Maybe people should mind their own bussines and leave me alone 'cuz if I want to jump I will."

That caught him off guard completely and he switched subject from suicide quick. "Do you maybe want some company, I know how it's like being all alone in a big house. I'm alone too, having nothing to do all day can drive you crazy. We live in a very isolated part of town."

Oh so he wants to keep me company how sweet, note my sarcasm. Calm down bitch sex god is standing at your door and you're being a lil brat.
Ooh shit, you're right, you're right, sorry.

It's very lit here in my head, wanna join me? I almost asked him.

"I know where I live thank you so much for that useless info, but I live here for a reason," I flicked my eyebrow up while saying "to avoid any company," and went to slam the damn door in his face. Who the fuck he thinks he is, coming here, thinking I would just let him into my home while I was enjoying myself.

I was almost turned around already knowing I was gonna walk upstairs when something hard hit my door preventing them from slaming. I jumped and looked behind when I saw that he stopped the door from slaming in his face with his hand. Light shock covered my face because something like this never happened to me before. He pushed the door open with an angry expression and let himself in like he was walking into his own house.

I took a few steps back just to see what his next move would be. He was mad that was understandable, his face said it all, but the fuck is he mad for? For saying my opinion on being alone and company?

Bitch, you know exactly what he's mad for.

"Don't talk to me like that, and never slam doors on me."

By the end of this sentence he was already standing in front of me like a bull ready to pounce at any minute. He had wide, broad shoulders and compared to him I felt like a little lamb he eats for breakfast. Strong arms and killer jawline made him look even sexier than he already was. I knew I shouldn't test him because I don't know what he's capable of doing yet, but me being me I went right ahead.

"Or?"

"Or, I'm gonna tie you to my bed until you're unable to move and have my way with you as I wish," he said eyeing me up and down and stopped to look me right in the eye while crossing his strong arms across the chest.

I'm so scared please call my mommy.

"And for your information I like it hard and fast."

That one caught me off gaurd, okay.

"So you're de facto saying you're gonna rape me?"

"It isn't rape if we both enjoy it, babygirl."

Zemljo otvori se.

"How are you so sure I'm gonna enjoy it?"

"Oh I'm very sure. You don't even have to say it, body language baby. Now stop asking questions, babe."