Passion Plundered

Chapter Twenty-Two

Tzuyu's POV

Sana moved at lightning speed between me and the hysterical woman, her extra long nails an inch from almost clawing my face off.

"You little bitch!" the woman screamed, still trying to get at me while Sana held her back.

I was too shocked to move or react to the woman's hysteria. I just stood there with my eyes wide open.
"Soeun, for God's sake, calm down!" Sana ordered.
Judging by the desperate look of possession in the woman's frantic brown eyes, I instantly knew that she wasn't the only one that Sana drove crazy.

Sana had the ability to destroy a woman's demeanor. I just hoped that I wouldn't reach that level of desperation.

"No, baby, she's trying to steal you away from me!" she said, staying still for the first time.

To my utter disbelief, the woman started to cry. Her arms went around Sana's shoulders, crashing her body against Sana's solid one.

"Soeun no one's trying to steal anyone from anybody. Will you let go of me, please?" I couldn't see Sana's face, but she sounded tired and irritated.

"No! Not until you tell me that you're here for me and only me, that you haven't moved on, that I'm still yours. Please."

My heart hurt a little for the woman. She sounded so upset and sorrowful and Sana seemed completely unaffected.

Then my sympathy for her came down to about a zero when I saw her suddenly grab Sana's face in her hands and smash her lips against Sana's.

"Soeun, stop it!" Sans roared in exasperation. She peeled the woman's body away from her and held her at arms length.

Then as if a switch flipped in her, the woman suddenly looked calmer.

"You're right, I'm sorry. Where are my manners, who's this?" she sweetly asked, pointing at me.

I raised my brows at the sudden attitude change, and I was sure that Sana had the same feeling as me.
I took the opportunity to properly size up . . . Soeun.

She was fuller than me, especially at the chest, seriously, the little white cami she had on hardly covered her breasts.

I was at least a few inches taller than her, and I kind of hoped that was one of my advantages, if at all I had any.

Booty shorts, she was wearing booty for heaven's sake. How was I going to compete with that?
Sana must have been insane to leave someone who looked like her. Soeun was a goddess compared to me.

What was I thinking?

And as though the waves of low self-esteem I was feeling reached Sana, she turned around and reached for me with a certain stare in her devastating eyes.
It actually took my breath away. I'd never felt so wanted in my entire life.

"This is Tzuyu Chou," she husked, pulling me close to her hot body.

I was very, very much aware of the hand that was pressed firmly against my lower back. I was also aware of the heat that gathered between my thighs.
How was it possible that a single look and touch could set me on fire like that?

"Hi, Tzuyu, I'm Soeun. Sana has told me all about you."

My eyes widened in surprise. "She has?"

"Soeun..." Sana warned.

"Yeah, she has. Just this morning, she told me how persistent you are in trying to get her into your bed. Trying to force a relationship that's never going to happen."

"What?" I murmured, looking up at Sana, hardly noticing how my heart skipped a beat; and not the good kind of skipping.

She looked back down at me and looked genuinely surprised to find my eyes on her.