Warning: 18+
Different storyline from the other book.
NEW STORYLINE because the former plot was considered "dumb" by someone so I will try to take that as a criticism and improve this book. I hope you'll like it and thank you for checking it out.
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I'm so sorry for the late update. I took a rest because of my colds and for mental health as well. I hope y'all are safe and healthy.
May 2nd Sunday 3:05 am
Reader Pov
"Let me go..." That is supposed to be a yell but my brain was too busy processing the extraordinary features this blonde man has and how dangerous our gap was. He is undeniably hot and that light musky scent was causing my nostrils to embarrass myself and sniff onto his neck like a dog. Before I lose my mind and eat all what I've said earlier, I straightened up and pushed his firm broad chest away and stepped back.
"Hmm. It seems like I do affect you." He said with a smirk and began to loosen his white fluffy tie. I can't really explain why, but my legs brought me to the kitchen where I grabbed a dry frying pan lying on the sink and pointed the round edge on him.
"D-Don't you dare take another step or I swear I'll call the police!" I bravely warned yet I instantly flinched when he showed up inches away and kissed my lips like he owns them.
"Mmmn, so sweet..." he hummed and kept licking my bruised lower lip which I haven't really taken notice of, not until a second later when I tasted my own blood. "I can't get enough of you..."
"W-what is wrong with you?" I pulled off and caught lust at his almond eyes. Just when I thought the scene at his room was just a form of fetish, I'm now having second thoughts. However, his grip was incredibly tight and unforgiving. It's not hurting me per se, yet my waist couldn't move an inch away.
"Stop... I don't want this..." I begged and tears came running down my cheeks once I recalled that he is supposedly my best friend's boyfriend. I have no idea why he's pestering me but for me to enjoy how his tongue explored every sensitive area inside my mouth was just so wrong in so many levels.
Ever since we were kids, Raine and I have sworn to our graves that Hoes before Bros no matter what and to think that I've actually accused her to be the one whom was likely to break that promise, made me feel even worse. Thankfully, he actually listened and let me go, even though his bright eyes were completely baffled.
"Why are you doing this..." I questioned as my back slid down the kitchen cabinet. "... I don't even know you."
"(Y/N)... I—" A loud knocking interrupted our emotional conversation and I had to force my body to get up and check whom that was.
"Huh?" My (e/c) eyes widened at the sight of Marco, our new blonde college-student-neighbor; blonde as in his hair, eyebrows and eyelashes were technically the same shade, at the five-story apartment next door. "Why are you here?"
He's only been living there for a year and to be honest, I don't give a crap about it but the poor guy's head over heels with my best friend so he had become a familiar face at her antique shop, where he probably spends most of his part-time earnings just to please her even though it's very obvious he's not her type.
"Um..." he fiddled his fingers and scratched the back of his head like he wanted to say something, however, before he could actually speak, his icy-blue eyes have shown terror I'm pretty sure had been caused by my unwanted visitor.
He eventually handed me a bouquet of colorful roses and sprinted out of the gates, back to his place without looking back. Just when I thought I could rely on him calling for help. I turned around and saw what kind of person I just kissed. Burnt orange eyeballs that shone bright under the yellow light, and sharp fangs growing over his lower teeth.
"What the..."
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