Chapter One | "I'm Pretty Savage, Aren't I?"

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Leight Kellington is a 25 year old working woman. Despise her age, she's actually a virgin! And the fact that she'll be living with a man who is known as the biggest playboy in town, will turn Leight's life in a different light. Will she be able to keep her virginity until she moves out? Because, it seems that Mr. Playboy has a slight crush on her...

And I'll tell you, he is not patient!

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Chapter One
"I'm pretty savage, aren't I?"

                     "What do you mean you want to move out? You literally just moved!" Tally spoke over the phone.

Right now, I was standing at a bar, enjoying the sweet nectar called life...that others just named alcohol.

Sipping on my whiskey that was strong enough to take my worries away, I finally answered.

"I'm on the same roof with the biggest playboy there exists." I took another sip of the whiskey and listened to Tallulah's lusty calling.

"And~, is he hot?" She asked slowly. 

I raised an eyebrow, sighted in exasperation and then proceeded. "Yes! He's a total hottie!"

"How does he look like?"

"Tall, masculine, black hair and blue eyes. Looks really good in glasses." I heard Tallulah moan a bit at her weird fetish. "Also, his skin is sugar white!"

I can't see Tally but I'm pretty sure she's checking herself in the mirror right now. "You know?"-she started saying. "I could change places with you. You can live in my apartment till you find a new one."

"And let you live with him all alone?" I took another sip of the whiskey. "Yeah, I'm pretty sure you're not ready to become a mother yet!"

"HEY! That's rude. You know that I'm a modest person that just simply wants to help her friend live a happy life and is willing to change even apartments for doing that!"

I rolled my eyes.

"You're a bad liar...And please don't start singing to Selena Gomez."

"I wasn't even thinking!" She immediately defended.

"But you though of, right?"

"Yes! Yes, I did!" I could feel her lower her head and slightly gritting her teeth in annoyance. "What makes you hate him so much, thought?"

I started to tap my fingers at the desk, strengthening the hold of my phone in my ear. "He's hitting on me..."

I felt like I lost my hearing, because I heard Tally scream a really loud "WHAT?!" over the phone.

"He's hitting on you and you don't like him for doing you a favor?!" Tally whisper yelled.

I blinked twice till I recorded that in my brain. "Yes, that's what I said... I think!"

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