RAHUL
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#4 IN MILLIONAIRE [7.9.18] "Hey! Found her!" A boy shrieked and slowly everyone created a pathway for me. I quickly turned around and was blocked by twins who grinned at me evilly and pushed me to the front. I felt like I was in the hunger games. Except there is no such thing as volunteering as tribute. My hands started to sweat as 'Rahul' started to appear in my vision. His black hair was now free of white rice. It seemed kinda wet and was styled to the side carelessly. He changed his top to a black button shirt. The top two buttons were open, teasing the audience. His piercing dark eyes traced my every move. And a narrow smirk crawled on his lips. "Hello, commoner," He said as I faced him.
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One of his hands was snaked around my back while the other dragged up my spine into my hair. With one hard tug, my head fell backward and the shower water covered my face. Gasping for air I felt his mouth make its way around the base of my neck. The hot water was already making my skin hot, but having him so close in this way, made me feel like I should have combusted a long time ago. He jerked me back up to be facing him. He kissed my mouth then drags his eyes down to my neck. "A pretty necklace, for the gorgeous Princess." *** "Tell me River what each kiss means again." He presses one to my cheek. "We're friends." I smile. "Here." He presses a kiss on my hand. "You adore me." I laugh. Then he pressed a kiss to my lips. It was quick barely touching long enough for my nerves to recognize it. "A kiss to the lips," I spoke blankly. My lips still parted in the manner he left me. I'm afraid to move in fear that my brain will forget the feeling. "And tell me again what that means River?" "I love you." A chaste whisper. So quiet, almost as if it didn't need to be said at all to be understood. "And that I do Miss Knight. In all your intensity." *** Two people come to figure out a double homicide. One is mental who is richer than anyone and the other is a detective from New York just trying to get their name on a big case. You may want to eat the rich, but most of them have already starved themselves. insta: csulak_

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