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I walked out of my dad's room. His words still hit me hard.

I was stopped by Abella's sight.

"What are you doing here?" I asked as I frowned at her presence.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to--"

"No what? You're not supposed to stand here and eavesdrop our conversation? Where have you left your manners?" I scolded.

She didn't speak. Her lips grew dry. She stared downwards, avoiding contact with me.

Oops. I scared her.

"Remember one thing, whoever comes to your life, make sure you protect her with all your life and never let her hurt or feel any sort of pain"

I sighed.

"Oh come on. I was just kidding. I'm sorry," I pulled her into my arms by her thin shoulders.

She sobbed.

"I'm sorry for your mom," she said.

I stepped back and caressed her face, smiling at her.

Why do I feel so affected by her?

"Okay, so you assigned me a job, remember?" she said, as she finally looked at me, just like her normal self.

"Yes, I'm up to it now. Let's go to my room," I pointed at my bedroom and grabbed her wrist.

...

"So what do we do?" she asked as she flung her hands.

I gazed at her motion, leaning back on my arms.

"What?"

Vernon Davis! Back to your senses.

"Right. Let's sleep together," I suggested.

"I'm not sleepy," She said as she crossed her arms, looking around.

"Oh? You mean if you were, you would sleep here? With me?" I pursed my lips in mischief.

"I never said so," she raised her brows.

"I'll sing you a lullaby, and you'll feel sleepy," I offered.

"Nope"

"Then I'll give you an exclusive massage that will drown you into deep sleep," I offered again.

She shook her head.

"Fine," I mumbled and pulled her by her hand, making her sit beside me.

She was confused.

"Let's look at each other for a while," I said as I already began to admire her visuals, each and every angle of her face, her neck, her shoulder and downwards. Head to toe. They were perfectly flawless.

"Seri--"

"Shh," I hushed, slowly zooming in every inch of her face, "Beautiful."

Her eyes softened.

...

Abella's POV

Straight, black hair. Soft, sparkling eyes. His nose so round and shiny, and his lips so huge and his lips so rosy and moist. And damn, what a thick neck he has, so bulky and muscular. Makes me wanna touch him all over his skin and feel him to the fullest.

"Touch me, Vernon"

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