Chapter 22

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CYRIL'S POV

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Today is my sister's birthday.

She can be a bitch .

why wouldn't she be ?

Her husband cheated on her on their matrimonial bed three months after she gave birth to her daughter with her best friend, Jessica that whore.

I never liked her.

She's been through enough.

I threw her the best birthday party.

Her daughter lives with our parents in Italy.

Too bad she couldn't join the party.

But how could she? This is not a juvenile party.

All the girls were over having fun, drinking dancing, singing or yelling to be precise.

My sister invited her friend Charlie.

She is amazing. I love her music.

Then her song 'Boys' dropped. Okay talk to you later.

As I danced with my sister the bell door bell rang.

"I'll get that" I left her to answer.

Maybe the neighbours called the cops.

I opened the door expecting a Cop but damn the man in front of me would man a fine Cop to arrest me cause I've been a really bad boy.

His onyx eyes were alluring.

His height is perfect. For me.

You see, I like it when they are taller. And masculine.

Damn, I'm hard.

His hair. Raven. Prominent nose ,full lips. God, his jaw line .

Snap out of it.

His description fits the guy Caro told me about.

The Stripper?

That's even better.
Wild guys. I like.

I'm gay. So what?

He knew I was checking him out so I smiled and pulled him in and yelled.

" Caroline! , the stripper's here"

Caro didn't tell me that. He looked confused but he didn't complain so I guessed I was right.

Besides I know my sister and her Stripper kink.

He looked around nervously and I could tell what he was thinking .

He was the only guy my sister invited.

His jaw dropped when he saw Charlie, he seems to be a fan. Better.

Something in common.

"There you are" Caroline hugged him.

Oh jealousy.

I left them and got myself a drink keeping my eyes on him of course.

My sister is a beautiful woman.

I could see them talking and smiling but I couldn't hear them.

Now I wish I were a werewolf.

He gave her the gift bag and she dragged him to the living room.

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