The Player

The Player

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"Who are you?". I asked, I glared at him. His eyes were green and locked with mine. "A player, Marcus sandstone". He said, he grinned and stuck out his hand for me to shake it. "Melissa Waters.." I replied cautiously, shaking his hand. Melissa Waters meets a player, Marcus sandstone. She meets him at her new job in Las Vegas, turns out he's a player. He's slept with tons of girls in the last months, he's never had a locked in relationship with someone. Though could Melissa be the key to his heart? *ONLY FOR MATURE AUDIENCES, DOES CONTAIN BOLD LANGUAGE*.
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"Why did you drink Zion?" I asked him locking the door. "I don't know." He mumbled walking closer to me. "Do you need water?" "No I don't, I said I'm not drunk just a little bit drunk. He muttered. What the hell? "How many fingers are these?" I asked him raising four fingers up. "Four." He rolled his eyes mumbling something under his breath. "Okay." I muttered holding his hand. "I'm mad at you Carter." He said giving me an intense stare. "Said that before, what did i do?" I chuckled. "You are playing with my head." He muttered. "I'm sorry." I whispered, I don't know why I'm apologizing to him but it's Zion when I'm around him I do a lot of things I can't explain. "Sorry is not enough, it can never be just the same way I can never be enough." He said. "You are drunk Zion." I whispered. "I want to kiss you." He mumbled biting his lip. "You are drunk, you won't remember all this tomorrow." I told him. "I'm not, I know what I'm doing. I promise you I will remember all this tomorrow something that a drunk person can't." He answered holding my waist. "Who told you all this?" I asked smiling. "Saw it in movies, people have sex, do crazy things and can't remember because of alcohol, but I promise I will remember especially if you let me kiss you." He said his eyes raking over my body. "Zio-"

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