Her Ruined Plan

Her Ruined Plan

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Aless stopped pacing around the coffee table and, all of a sudden, she felt very much like a tramp. "Well...I didn't actually say seduce. Did I?" An awkward silence followed as they both thought back to five minutes ago. Tyler lifted a lone eyebrow. "You didn't?" Aless sighed. She couldn't remember, either. She'd been a little tongue-tied when the living sculpture-aka Tyler-had opened the door, gloriously bare-chested and wearing only a pair of low-slung drawstring linen pajama pants. The pants were so low-slung and sheer, in fact, that Aless could clearly make out the dark V of hair starting just under Tyler's flat, bronzed navel, a tidbit which was playing havoc with her mind since she'd never seen a man partly naked before. Plus, Tyler was not just any man. He looked more like Alexander Skarsgard younger brother. The hotter one. Good thing their friendship made Aless immune. "Okay, maybe I did say that, I can't remember." Aless shook her head and fought to get back on track. His eyes-green like the leaves of the oaks outside-flared slightly in concern. ( Just a tidbit taste of my story, if you want to know more, you can go on reading... Love you'll)
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(18+ EXPLICIT CONTENT) "Attract a lot of attention, huh beautiful?" His voice hit me like a wall, absurdly catching me off guard. It was deep, sensual, something any girl (or boy) could melt over. I was sort of speechless, yet trying my best to appear unafflicted. "Only the wrong ones." That was definitely drunken me talking, as I didn't usually have that much confidence. His lips twitched up into a smirk, expressing that he understood my comment. "Does that mean that I'm in that category?" My palms began to grow sweaty and my heart rate picked up, but otherwise my body remained relaxed, appearing completely fine. It similar to when you're on autopilot, completely withdrawn due to intoxication. "I suppose not," I crossed my arms, putting on this seductive persona just for him. This fueled his smirk, about to murmur another comment before I cut him off. "You'll have to show me, though." *** Amelia Hollis was a 23-year-old writer at one of the local publishing companies, assisting a very handsome man and writing articles left and right. Her and her best friend, Aviary, lived together in a cute little apartment off the central part of the city, yearning to create new memories and important moments. Amelia always lived for the moments, taking in every little detail and savoring it like it was her favorite meal. She was an optimist, hoping to change peoples lives with her dreams. James Vallette was a 34-year-old CEO, building his company from dirt with the help of his brother. He was a realist, not really having time to deal with dreams or even love. He knew this the night he laid eyes on Amelia. It was only casual; what harm could a one-night stand do? Oh yeah, he's her dad's boss.

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