We stayed in that position for a few minutes, and instead of answering his damn questions, I found a way to escape from his grip. Actually, I've been trying to get out of his hugs, but until now, nothing has happened. I can't break free from his tight embrace because he's stronger than me, and his skin is so thick that no matter how hard I pinch his arm to try to break free, I can't. I can't even hear him complain, which makes me wonder what kind of skin this bastard has that he can take all the pinching without feeling it.Many times, I've tried to get out of his grip, but this time I used a different tactic. Instead of pinching his arm, I used my feet to step on his foot that was behind me, hoping that he would be hurt and let go. But like before, the bastard didn't even flinch, he didn't even move his feet, as if he wasn't hurt at all.Because of my thought, I pressed my foot harder on his, hoping that this time he would be hurt. But the bastard didn't even budge, he just held me t
The man fell silent, as if taken aback by what he heard, just like me. But before he could recover from the shock, Dashiel interrupted him, "Hey, are we going ahead, man?" he asked him. "Huh? Okay, go ahead," was the man's only response.After hearing the man's answer, Dashiel turned to me with a sweet smile on his lips, as if he was really happy about what he had just said. I glared at him before trying to peek at the man he was talking to, but on the second attempt, I was stopped by Dashiel himself, who leaned in and grabbed me by the nape of my neck, pressing my face into his."Don't you dare look at him, because if you do, I won't hesitate to impregnate you, like I said to Deon," he said huskily while stroking my hair.I couldn't believe what I had just heard, and I stood up straight, pulling away from him. I gave him an incredulous look, which made him smile sweetly and kiss me on the forehead. "Let's go, honey," he said, after giving me a quick peck on the forehead. I was left s
It was embarrassing because I was just a student who had to hustle to make a living and ended up in this place with a handsome man who looked rich. What would people say if they found out that someone like me was with a man like him in a place like this?I was lost in my thoughts when I felt him squeeze my waist slightly, "Don't worry, they can wash dishes here for a month," he said, trying to comfort me.I saw a faint smile appear on his face because of what I did. Later, I heard him try to suppress his laughter, which made me even more upset.Go ahead, laugh all you want. Do you think I've forgotten all the things you've done to annoy me? Do you think I've forgotten what you said to that guy earlier about being your wife and pregnant? Keep laughing because you'll have your time with me.Those were the only words that went through my mind as I looked at him struggling to hold back his laughter. His face was turning red, and I couldn't help but grimace."You know, why don't you laugh
After eating, he immediately paid for our meals and all I can say about the food is that it tasted awful! It was so expensive but the taste was terrible! I didn't even get full!Well, how can I get full when the rice and viands they served were so small? And it's so expensive too?It's actually better for me to eat at the nearby places because I get full and it's cheaper, unlike in that gold restaurant where I almost emptied my wallet but still didn't get full."Shall we go?" he asked as he retrieved his card from the guard.I nodded and eventually stood up from my seat. He also stood up and approached me.He held my hand which surprised me a bit, I mean, is it really required in this restaurant to hold hands?I pulled my hand away from his grip, but he tightened his hold on it, so no matter how hard I tried to pull away, it didn't budge.I walked with my head down as we made our way out of the restaurant. I felt embarrassed and awkward, awkward with the stares they were giving me and
Is this real?" was my unbelievable question as I removed the helmet that I was wearing.We had just arrived and I had just gotten off the motorcycle we were riding. I never expected that this view would be what greeted my eyes.It's so beautiful. What I'm seeing is so beautiful.Those words are not enough to describe what I'm seeing right now. It's not enough because this scenery is more than that.I couldn't help but smile sweetly as I felt the cold night breeze hit my face as soon as I removed my helmet.As the wind blew, my hair swayed as well."Is it beautiful?"I was breathless as I felt his breath hit my neck as he uttered those words.From behind me, he gathered my hair before placing it on my shoulder. He also hugged me from behind, which made me catch my breath for the second time."Be-autiful," I stammered as I slowly untangled his arms that were wrapped around my waist.I did it because I felt awkward and suffocated. I felt awkward because I'm not used to this, I'm not used
"Now, tell me, what that horrible past you're talking about," I told him as we both sat down on the leather jacket he had laid out on the grass earlier.He gave me a hesitant look, "Are you really sure that you want to know it?" he asked, his hesitation clear on his face.I sighed at that. I sighed because he had asked me the same question over and over again. He had been asking me those words since earlier, and I had answered them several times already, but here he was asking me again."Will I keep pestering you if I'm not sure?" I asked him back. Instead of answering his question, I asked him too. It was irritating already, he had been asking me those questions repeatedly.He let out a deep breath, "Will you promise me that you won't be disgusted with me no matter what you find out?"I sighed again because of that question. That was another one! Another one of those questions! I had answered it several times already, but just like his first question, he kept repeating it.I took a d
"I'm sorry, I only said that because you're a big guy but you cry like a girl," I apologized to him while following his every step.I'm asking for forgiveness because I realized that what I did, teasing him by calling him gay just because he cried, was wrong. In fact, he just wanted to ease his burden by sharing it with me and by crying."So if a man cries, he's gay, is that it?" he said with a scoff.My nose got longer because of that, and I felt more guilty. "No," I replied to him while sticking out my nose."Oh, okay then," he said before walking faster. I also took quick steps to catch up with him.He just kept scoffing, making my nose longer. It's hard to please this man, he's more difficult to please than a woman. And also, we surpassed couples in terms of being sweet with each other."Hey, sorry," I said again for the third time and he just scoffed."What should I do for you to forgive me?" I asked him when I realized that a simple sorry might not be enough for this man.And I
I was left bewildered and frowned upon hearing his loud laughter. Did what I say to him sound funny? For Pete's sake, I was just telling the truth.I gazed at him in bewilderment. I looked at him directly in the face and focused only on his laughing expression, avoiding eye contact with his popsicle stick.He kept on laughing, not minding the anger in my stare or the heavy rain pouring outside. He only stopped when I burst out laughing as well."Funny?" I sarcastically asked while looking at his damn funny face.He stopped laughing, looked at me with raised eyebrows, and laughed again.I unconsciously touched my face, thinking I might have something on it, causing him to laugh at me.I glared at him before raising an eyebrow. At this point, he was holding his stomach while laughing, maybe because his stomach hurt from laughing.It served him right to have a stomachache from what he did to me earlier. He closed the door on me, and when he was not satisfied, he locked it, so I couldn't