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|At your doorstep|

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Kared Hills Rental Apartments
BlockB4  6th floor
Door 101

02:00

His POV

So I was enjoying that nice strip show when the damn doorbell interrupted my beauty sleep.

*so you really thought I was at a strip show?
Chill guys, it was just a dream, well a fantastic one ;)

I know I'm a guy but still, I do need my full 8 hours of sleep.

I need to be in shape for the ladies out there.

Egocentric and narcistic much?

I know but what can I do?

It concerns the 'Daniel Twan'.

As I said, the Daniel Twan, the rich spoilt brat of his parents and sole heir to the Roger Twans Enterprises.

Why am I living in a flat though?

"Ran away from home" won't actually be the best answer but I guess it's something linked to it.

Anyways, it's a long story.

Back to reality now.

Who the fuck could it be at this hour?

I opened the door to reveal a young lady probably in her late twenties; gorgeous dark grey eyes, flawless skin, full kissable lips, hot body with sleek slender legs but in  a really disheveled state.

She was dressed in a white slightly unbuttoned top tucked into her high waisted black shorts with a vest hanging over her shoulder.

Barefooted, she had her high heels  in one hand and a bottle of wine in the other. Her hair and makeup was such a mess.

Struggling to keep her balance, she walked up to me and leaned one hand on the wall.

"Hey gorgeous, you free?"

Nope, that was definitely not me even though that's my line.

Her: "Just let me in and I'll give you the ride of your life."

Him: "Don't you think that's quite the opposite here?"

Him: "Anyways where's your house?-"

Her: "Woah, you wanna do it at my place? Why? Would you be cheating? Whatever, all men are cheaters anyways-"

Him: "Sexist much huh? Calm down babygirl and show me the way to your house. You must feel really lucky for me not to do anything to you right now.

Her: "I don't wanna go home. I hate staying alone everyday. Life is so fucked up."

Him: "Well truly it is though sometimes-"

Him: "Hey what happened?"

She broke down in sudden tears and her knees gave up as she fell on the floor, the bottle scattering into pieces.

Him: "Hey, are you okay? Should I...should I call someone?"

I crouched down and put a hand on her shoulder, examining her face.

Her incescent cries did not stop as a pool of tears streamed down her cheeks.

Her: "Why is everything so fucking unfair?"

She swallowed hard and gulped down, bending her head due to her unstoppable crying.

She'll just become dehydrated at this rate.

Just then I realised that her hand was bleeding because of the small pieces of glass having pierced her flesh.

Him: "Just come inside with me. You're hurt."

Her: "A little cut like this won't affect me. It's not as if I'll die right. Even if I do, who cares? I guess it'll be even better."

Him: "Please, don't say this-"

Her: "I'm so fed up."

Him: "For now, just accompany me inside okay then we'll decide about what needs to be done."

Her: "I-"

Sliding one hand around her waist and the other under her knees, I carried her to my couch where she sat down.

Her hand in mine, I cleaned her wound and wrapped a bandage around the affected area.

Without any second thoughts, I pulled her in an embrace while my free hand rested on her head.

I myself don't know the reason behind this sweet move.

Probably because I felt pity?

Or I was just being a softie.

It turned out that she actually slept in my arms.

Calm and peace reigned over her gentle features as she seemed so vulnerable and precious.
It made me want to keep her in my pocket.

Rather cute how she slept like a baby, mouth slightly open, cuddled in my chest.

Unbelievably it looked as if all the stress and sadness was wiped off her face and I suddenly wished time was frozen.

We stayed like this for quite a long time before I went to the reception to inquire about her.

BlockB4  4th floor
Door 78

03 00

After getting her room key, I tucked her in bed and left a small note on her dresser.

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Anyways, I hoped to meet her again.

And help her.

Maybe this little coincidence today was just the start of something else tomorrow.

Who knows?

The end.

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Twinkle twinkle little star, just click on it down below❤

-V♡

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