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I fist the bed sheets, let out a loud moan and said " Yes, please don't stop. "
* Dream over *
I woke up, looked at the ceiling, I let out a sigh, catched my breath, and closed my eyes. Pressed my thighs together, bite my bottom lip, and opened my eyes.
Did I just dreamt about Stefano and I had sex? * Gasp*
I've never felt like this before.. I feel tingly down there.. What does this mean?
I let out another sigh, got off the bed, walked over to the bathroom and do my routine. I walked out of the bathroom wearing this:
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Grabbed my stuff and walked out of my bedroom to the front door. Grabbed my keys, walked out of my house, stepped in my car and I am on my way to the grocery store.
**
I am here at home, putting the groceries away. Once I am done, I get started on making myself something to eat.
Today around 3, I am going out on a date with Giovanni. To be honest, I really don't want to go, but I don't want to be mean.
Oh how I wish that my brother didn't set me and Stefano up with other people..
**
~ Ariana's POV ~
I am here in my house with my boy toy, we just finished our sex session. He is good, but not as good as Stefano.
Oh how much I miss him. I try to go to his house but he changed his password to his gate. I tried every number I could think of but it won't open.
I can't believe he locked me out! Who does he think he is?! I even tried to go visit him at his work but they always tell me that he is on a meeting.
The only time that I saw him was at the beach when he called me a slut. Me? A slut?
No, I am not a slut. I'm anything but a slut. The one who is a slut is Rosanna.
~ Rosanna's POV ~
It is 2:30 in the afternoon, I better go get ready for the date that I don't want to go. I walked over to my bedroom, my phone dinged, took my phone out of my pocket, and saw a message from Stefano:
