Vonne
I woke up when I fell out of bed, I stood up rubbing my hips. I laid my eyes on her, how can someone look exquisite in the morning? Cause I know for sure that I look like a mess right now.
"Can you stop checking me out and tell me what are you doing here?! Especially, in my bed!"
She exclaimed
"How bout you stop shouting?"
I regretted saying that as soon as it came out of my mouth. I witnessed how her face turned red, not out of embarrassment but out of anger. She marched to me and starting hitting me
"YOU. ARE. SUCH. AN. ASSHOLE!"
She was hitting me per word and it's starting to hurt to be honest.
"Okay! Okay! I am sorry. Can you stop hitting me?"
I asked, but she refused to stop. So, I did what I think is the best way to make her stop. I gently pushed her on the bed, straddled her and pinned both her hands on top of her head. She was squirming under me, but I wont let her go.
"Get off of me you pervert!"
"Victoria, please. Can we talk in a civilized manner at least? You're hurting me."
She scoffed before speaking, a look of disbelief on her face
"I am hurting you?" she emphasized every word
"Yeah, e-erm physically?" I said unsure of my choice of words
"We wouldn't have been in this situation if you did not let that woman kiss you!"
I got off of her and she sat up crossing her arms over her chest, making her boobs pop up from. She's still in her work clothes.
I sighed and averted my gaze elsewhere.
"She called me that night, didn't she?"
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Push & Pull
RomanceVictoria Laisle Ruiz, the well-known Psychology professor at Park Wood University. Simply a goddess without even trying, but definitely cold hearted. Or so they thought. She is elegant in any way and her presence screams dominance. No one dared to g...
