Ang Sineryoso Ng Bad Boy (On-going)

Ang Sineryoso Ng Bad Boy (On-going)

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"Oh bakit? Di ka naniniwala?" sabi ni Chris kay Chelsea. Aba eh, how would you believe a playboy that easily? How would you believe a playboy confessing he has feelings for you? Oh aber? '-_- "Hindi. Pinaglalaruan mo lang ako Chris. Wag mo akong itulad sa mga 'girl toys' mo!" Chelsea insisted, tumayo siya sa upuan nang hawakan ni Chris ang kamay niya. "Chelsea Buenavista naman oh. Maniwala ka na please. I'm not that Chris Gomez anymore. Hindi na ako mangtri-tripping ng babae, lalo na ikaw. I changed because of you." Chris explained "Because, I love you." dagdag pa niya. Chris was- no wait, IS a playboy. Like, ang dami na niyang napagtrippan na babae. Since idk, grade 3? O kaya since birth '-_- Si Chelsea naman, she knows na she's the type of girl na easy to replace lang, panakip butas, for-the-meantime lang, etc.. Kaya ang hirap for her to believe him. Paano kung masasaktan lang nanaman siya diba? Loko na talaga. But this time, Chelsea was lost. Oo, she had feelings for Chris. Sino ba naman hindi magkakagusto sa taong palaging nandyan para sayo, at hokage pa. Di na siya makapagsalita. Pangwattpad lang noh? Yumuko nalang siya then Chris tilted her chin up at nagtagpo ang kanilang mga mata. Chris took a step forward, causing their faces to be centimeters apart. Si Chelsea naman, napaatras. Halos lalabas na ang puso niya sa lakas ng pintig nito. Forward. Backward. Forward. Backward. Forward. Backward. Di na makaatras pa si Chelsea. Nabangga na siya sa white board. She was cornered by the bad boy. Chris drew his face closer, and closer habang tumitingin sa labi ni Chelsea. AND CLOSER, AND CLOSER, pumikit si Chelsea AAAAAND- - - - Nilagpasan ni Chris ang pulang mukha ni Chelsea at may ibinulong sa kaliwang tenga niya. "Wag kang mag-alala," he paused, sending chills down Chelsea's body "magiging akin ka rin."
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Warning: DARK ROMANCE Story contains detailed mature scenes possessing dubious consent not recommended for age group below 18 years old. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! Prologue Shadows engulfed his angelic features oozing devilish intentions. It wasn't until he took a step towards her did the gravity of situation descended upon and even then she couldn't do anything but shake in fear. She knew making a run for it won't do a thing, calling was not an option and if she screamed...she opened her mouth to shrill but a meek plea came out. Her body's lack of response terrified her, tears gathered in her orbs with horrible anticipation. With his each step nearer she gripped the frame of her window tighter hoping to keep her balance. It took him three steps to be inches away from her body. He slowly took his suit jacket off, making himself comfortable as he amusingly watched her shaken face. She was so horror-stricken to even look at his face. She gulped as his hand cupped her neck in a gentle grip, guiding her eyes to his. His eyes slipped from the hold of her eyes to her lips in a second. She grew self conscious all over again. His heated gaze on her lips was unwavering. In the moment of bewilderment and growing self awareness her tongue unconsciously wiped her lips wet and it was all it took for him to descent on her lips. Description Had it been upto him he'd have broken her down to pieces and never put her togather, instead, he let her build herself, he watched her collapse and stand, die and live, float and drown all the while playing her body like a putty in his hand. Her husband had never been gentle, his ways was one of his kind. He read her like a book and used her spells against her. She was vividly aware of what she was getting herself into but nothing could prepare her for the don who brought everyone on his feet and she was no exception. How would she survive his ways or even would she?

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