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AMAIRA'S POV

"Come on.. forget about her… " Simon said as he led her up. "she's really not a good person Jessica.. "

Jessica followed him, but her expression was downcast.

"That person is my sister… I don't know like the way she's acting now.. like we're just strangers… "

"it's just a phase . She'll get over it.. " They entered the room and he shut the door behind him before walking in behind her.

She turned to him, her lips parted protest again, but he suddenly swooped In, pulled her in by the waist and kissed her.

It was so sudden that when he pulled away, she was left breathless and panting in his face with her legs throbbing and her insides screaming for more as they felt his hand grab her waist harder.

"I brought ice cream.. your favorite.. " with that, he led her to the bed without giving room for her to protest, and she willingly let him lead her to her own bed, and she sat there, cross-legged and watched as he pulled a large bucket of chocolate ice cream from the bag.

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