TWENTY ONE

TWENTY ONE

ANDRES

I had gone out to have a smoke and free myself from the dreadful engagement party that was going on before I saw her standing under the rain with her beautiful face up to the sky like she was waiting for something. I was stunned at the look on her face and then I was enraged that she had no sense to not be under the rain.

Dragging her out of the rain and having to set my eyes on her dripping body was my undoing. She had stood there after cursing at me with her teeth chattering and her hair everywhere but atop her head, dripping wet while she stared at me with soulful eyes and that overly innocent expression on her face. Her dress had been soaked through and so I could see the perk of her nipples through it and the shape of her hips begging to be ridden.

I was acting like a horny virgin teenage boy and I was no different from my men who had tried to assault her in the rest room and not even the fact that she wasn’t as pure as she was portraying herself to be set the b