Mature audiences only......if you aren't *shrugs
EVERYTHING IN THIS BOOK IS PURLEY FICTION!
ALL PICTURES USED IN THE MAKING OF THE BOOK ARE NOT MINE!!
FULL CREDIT TO THE OWNERS
"Come here."
Mi know exactly wah guh happen if mi guh
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"you invited me to take a swim with you because?" Vladbitch asked making his way into the pool.
"Just got bored" I answered shrugging.
"And came out when the sun was this hot what were you trying to do tan?" he asked chuckling to himself.
Racist much?
"At least I don't have sunscreen on" The bitch scoffed at this.
"Neither do I "
"I suggest you put some on in that case you won't look like you survived me burning this bitch down" I answered eyeing his house up and down.
He swallowed hard holding my gaze.
"The T-shirt won't do too much" I stated chuckling to myself shimmying around the pool.
Vladimir was no longer in sight instead, my ears became filled with the heavy pushing of the water.
I screamed feeling the sudden grasp on my right foot. Immediately, I was pulled underwater. I tried holding my breath for as long as I was underneath exhaling loudly when I was lifted and placed on the edge of the pool with Vladbitch hovering over me.
"Why the fuck would you do that?!"
He started to chuckle. The bitch found that funny?
"you bluff a lot maybe you can back it up once?"
I smirked.
"I can back it up just not for or on you."
He gave me an unimpressed look.
Ok?
He stood there keeping me trapped with his body and arms just staring at me. I took my hands off his shoulder and placed them on my lap avoiding his glare.
Using his index and thumb he gently caught hold of my chin and turned my head in his direction giving me an up-close view of his emerald eyes.
Subconsciously, I place my left hand on his shoulder using my right hand to play with his hair.
"I like your eyes"
He chuckled sheepishly looking away from me with pink cheeks.
It's my first time seeing a person blush in real life. It was.....I don't even know.
My gaze never left him and I did feel his hand squeeze my hips.
"Vladimir, what do you do for a living?"
"Why are you asking?" he asked looking up with a proud Smirk plastered on his lips that I was tempted to kiss. What is wrong with me today? I should hate this fucker.
