My Roommate The Secret Agent
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Last published Sat, Jan 5, 2019
Skylea Vara is a nine-teen year old starting her first year at NYU. After the death of her sister and mother she now beliefs death and depression follow her.
Haze Rivera is twenty-one years old and works for a Vigilante organization. When his friend is killed his boss sends him on a mission to kill the person responsible.
The mission requires him to go undercover as Skylea's roommate.
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The music ended and he did one last spin by the end I was closer too him then I had ever been. His breath hit my neck, goosebumps formed as my breath hitched.
"Princesa since you walked in all I can think about is how adorable and sexy you are. If I had things my way I would be taking you against that wall the moment you walked in." He whispered into my ear.
With those words my panties became wet. I bit my lip trying too restrain myself from kissing the man in front of me.
"Fuck don't do that. Or I swear I'll have you screaming my name in thirty seconds." He promised.
I gathered all of my courage into these words.
"Who's too say I won't have you screaming mine."
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