Bitter Love | a sodapop ff |

Bitter Love | a sodapop ff |

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The cold air immediately hit my face, causing me to wake up a little. I took in my surrounding for a minute, this place looked like the usual auto-shop. There was grease all over the floor, people waiting, cars in the garage. As I took a step into the shop, my foot slide out from under me. I braced myself to hit the ground, but the impact never came. My eyes slowly opened to see the most handsome man ever. While flashing a beautiful smile, he said, "Hi, I'm Sodapop Curtis."
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Mantis

She lures men into the bedroom, promising good fun, but instead threatens them with a knife. No alpha male is safe around her. One might think she's a psychopath, but if someone delves into the dark story of her childhood, they might see her differently. He needs her to get out of financial trouble. To do this, he must cunningly take her against her will to meet a mysterious businessman, and time is running out. Both feel attracted to each other... The guy, whose name had long slipped my mind, squeezed my buttocks tighter and mumbled something in Spanish, but so indistinctly that I couldn't tell what, and then he lifted me up from my knees and pulled me towards the bed. - What's wrong? - he asked, his gaze wandering distractedly over my face and décolletage. - Do you prefer me to come inside you? In response, I shook my head, raising one corner of my mouth in a mischievous smile. Ah, men. So powerful, yet so simple and predictable. - I don't want you to come at all - I murmured, smiling devilishly. Confusion appeared on the Spaniard's face. - What?! Then why did you start? I couldn't help but smile, seeing his dumbfounded expression. - Just to see your face now - I replied with a sickeningly sweet voice, staring at him with icy eyes, still smiling. Chaos erupted in the Spaniard's eyes, so much so that if it was a reflection of what was happening in his head right now, I could congratulate myself on my success. The little voice inside me was jumping for joy. - What?! - the guy exclaimed, getting up abruptly. - Are you crazy?! Stop fooling around and finish what you started. He approached me and groped me, guiding my hand back to his manhood. I didn't resist. I didn't feel like prolonging this game. I was already tired today. I took out a small surgical scalpel from the hem of my frilly skirt, which I practically never parted with, and pressed it against the first available spot on his body that caught my eye. It landed on his lower abdomen.

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