"Let's make a deal"
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Aiden Morgan. Heir of a prosperous family, confused between the sides of seesaw where remained sports and family business takeover. Arrogance and temper were his worst enemy. Friends, partie...
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Chirping of the birds cut the ribbon to start the day, with the shy sun peaking from behind the colourless clouds.
A throbbing pain rushed through Sasha's head, and consequently a groan escaped her lips. Opening her eyes to the mighty sunshine which had gained confidence to show itself, she closed them immediately. The bright light reflecting on her brown orbs had intensified the pain.
Another groan escaped her lips as she got up and looked around absolutely confused.
She was in her own room and she didn't know how. A frown painted her sharp features as the pain made its entry once again, compelling her to hold her head as a result.
After sitting for a while, getting rid of her pain, she sighed. She tried remembering what exactly had happened last night but only got a headache in return.
The only thing that came to her was Aiden making her drink shots of alcohol. A wave of nervousness rushed through her as she thought of all the things she might have done absolutely wasted.
Drunk minds speak the truth
As she has heard. She was afraid she might have said something which was to stay bottled up, but she ended up opening the cap for Aiden.
"Shit did I say something to him about it?" She cursed at herself as she tried hard to remember but of no avail.
Letting out an irritated scream, she flicked off the covers and got out of bed. Her legs wobbled alongside her head which seemed to sway from side to side. Taking a moment to get herself back to a stable position, she began her journey back to the bathroom.
Even the clicking noise of the bathroom door even seemed to annoy her as she could not recollect a single memory of yesterday.
For some odd reason, the presence of soft flesh against her lips still felt young. Absolutely fresh.
As if something was placed against her virgin lips taking away it's sanity, to a world from where she never wants to return from. She placed her small fingers into her lips looking into the mirror, touching the soft pink dermis of her pink skin.
Sasha shook her head thinking it might have been an illusion of her mind.
"Damn I am going crazy" She said lightly hitting herself and continued her routine.
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After dressing up into a white t-shirt and a pair of simple blue jeans, Sasha came downstairs to grab her breakfast before leaving for university.
Descending down the stairs, the sizzling sound of cooking became more audible. An intoxicating aroma tingled Sasha's nostrils making her fly towards the kitchen.
Entering the white marble countered kitchen, she saw her younger brother munching on food whilst playing with some random game on his phone while her mother was busy cooking. Hearing Sasha's footsteps entering, her mother turned and looked at her with a distinct. And Sasha knew she was is trouble.
