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2- Arrival on the Island
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2024-10-13 08:13:51*ARLENE’s POV*
Patricia made sure I arrived safely on the island, her protective instincts kicking into overdrive. She had arranged for a luxurious yacht to transport me to the venue, the sleek vessel cutting through the azure waters like a knife. As I stepped aboard, the salty breeze whipped through my hair, the sun glinting off the waves, amplifying the thrill of anticipation and the flutter of nerves in my stomach.
“I’ve already ordered dinner for you,” Patricia announced, her voice brisk yet comforting as we made our way toward the opulent VIP room. “Make yourself comfortable. I’ll be back with Mago soon.”
We paused in front of the door, and a heavy sigh escaped Patricia’s lips. “So, this is it.” Her expression shifted from excitement to concern, and she looked me squarely in the eye. “Are you sure you can handle this?”
“Hey,” I said, trying to project more confidence than I felt. “Don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine.”
“Dating Mago is not a joke, Arlene.” Her tone turned serious, eyes locking onto mine with an intensity that made my stomach churn. “You’re going to be with a notorious manwhore. Mago CONCEPCION is an expert at playing his cards with women. He’s a master of deception, a real smooth talker. He’s the kind of guy every good girl fears.”
“Any sound advice, then?” I asked, biting my lip in nervous anticipation, my mind racing with thoughts of what was to come.
“Just remember: don’t let yourself get trapped in his snare,” she warned, her voice dropping to a whisper. “He’ll exploit your vulnerabilities, playing the misunderstood gentleman, coaxing you to overlook his flaws. And he might even portray himself as the victim, burdened by a painful past. It’s all a game to him, designed to draw you in until you’re completely helpless against his charm.”
“I’ll remember that,” I nodded, my heart pounding as the gravity of her words settled in.
Patricia sighed, pulling me into a tight embrace. The warmth of her hug reassured me, but the worry in her voice lingered. “Just promise me one thing—stay away from his room, okay?”
“If I’m not back by midnight,” I said with a half-hearted laugh, “it means he’s already popped my cherry.”
“Are you really ready for it?” she asked, searching my face for any hint of hesitation.
“I want Mago to be my first,” I admitted shyly, my cheeks flushing. The truth hung in the air between us, a mix of excitement and fear.
“Don’t worry,” she replied, tightening her grip on my hands, her eyes softening with understanding. “I won’t judge you for that. Just remember to stay true to yourself.”
As we stood there, I could feel the weight of her concern and love for me. Patricia was right to worry. I was about to enter a world filled with both danger and temptation, and while I longed for the thrill of it, a part of me also feared the unknown. But for Mago, I was willing to take that leap.
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