I've been sitting for minutes but I could feel my head spinning, I'm on my office right know because I have to do 30 more designs for a runway event next month, I may look like a real rebel but I'm also independent in life since I came from a broken family.
My office is at 2nd floor and I have a small boutique on the first floor, after drawing 12 designs I went down to check the boutique.
"I'm trying to find a red polo shirt, can you help me?" A girl with curly blonde hair asked me, I guess it must be for her boyfriend
"What size though?"
"Ohh wait..... He is here, he's in the dressing room, mind handing him the shirt so I can search more on that side of that dress rack??" And now this girl is commanding me to dress her boyfriend???
I went on the dressing room anyways "here you go"
a guy wearing plain white shirt pop out of the dressing room, he looks familiar
"thank y--- " he was stunned for a sec "HEYYYY MILEY, DO YOU WORK HERE?" he bite his lips, damn he was the guy who smirked at me on the club yesterday and how did he know my name? so fucking creepy
"I own this boutique, stupid" I replied
"Chill.... Now come here" he grab my waist and let me enter into the dressing room
"What the fuck man, is that your girlfriend outside?" seriously why guys don't have chill whenever they met me in public
he didn't answered me rather he pull me closely to him while biting his lips, Were so close and i could feel his breathe
he grab my butt, I'm wearing a skirt that's why he could easily roam his hands on my butt to my private area.
"You're so hot though" he said while I let him roamed his fingers to my laced shirt.
I guide his hands on my boobs and let him squeeze it, I pull off a little moan
He started to kiss me on the neck, every girls weakness, I was about to grab his manhood when
Suddenly someone knocked on the door "hurry babe, so you can try this one I bet it wil good on you"
I stopped him.
"Hey why are you stopping?"
"You're girlfriends outside and besides I don't do sex on public it makes me look pathetic, ok"
"Don't mind that bitch" he's such an asshole and that makes him really unique than any guy I met
"Douchebag" I mouthed
"Miley, I know your 1 night rule" he handed me a calling card "ill call you"
"I'm not a call girl ok and right now you're not deserving enough to have my 1 night rule , you gotta prove something douchebag"
Authors's note: OMG GUISE IM SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING THIS STORY FOR LIKE 1 YEAR NOW, SINCE EVERYBODY'S COMMENTING AND I DONT WANNA WASTE EVERYONE'S VOTES SOOOOOO HERE Y'ALL IM BACK!!!!!!! I THINK IM GONNA UPDATE ONCE OR TWICE A WEEK OR DEPENDS ON THE VOTES AND REVIEWS SO COMMENT DOWN HORNY BITCHES OK ILYYYY :-))))))
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1 Night Rule (Jiley Fanfic)
Teen FictionMeet Miley, she's a very liberal and a party girl. She has this rule wherein guys only last for 1 night. Why 1 Night? and what's the reason behind this rule? Read to find out ;) [Rated R]
