What happens when Lily Knight an innocent, shy girl, 16 yrs old abused throughout her life met with her brothers who lost her when she was just 4. Both hiding there dark pasts with each other. Will she let them in or they treat her like her abusiv...
"Trust me, you are the first one who made me like this. I mean it's not my thing, eating at restaurant with some girl or going to mall" He said rolling his eyes.
"Then I will teach you till I am here.. So your future girl won't have to waste time on teaching you these things" I replied.
He looked at me for a second deeply before scoffing but nodded nevertheless.
"So Let's start! What do you do when you meet a girl?" I asked putting my elbows on table in a professional way.
I noticed Andrew's lips turned upward in almost smile but again went back to that stern expression.
"Umm.Fuck her" He shrugged and I gasped in shock. That's not what I mean..!
"Ohh.. Okay.. But what do you say to her? I mean so that you both do 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 thing?" I asked awkwardly.
"Nothing.. They came to me and I fuck them.. That's it." He shrugged again like it's the most normal thing in the world.
"Sweet talks?" I asked and he chuckled shaking his head and moved forward a little, leaning towards me.
"𝘋𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦, I don't do sweet talks.. And trust me girls or boys both like dirty talks more at that time" I gulped and shifted in my seat a little licking my lips.
Oh. Okay.. I guess...
"I am enjoying this" Andrew smirked pointing to both of us.
"You know this conversation, with one of my hostage cum friend. I am literally loving it"
I rolled my eyes at him before gulping the drink.
"Any other advice, 𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦? For my future girl?" This jerk is enjoying it.
"Yeah.. Just... I don't fucking know.. Leave the topic" I sighed pathetically.
He shake his head before standing up straightening his coat, "let's go back.It's enough day out for you"
I stood up and again he wrapped his arm around my waist walking by side out towards his car.
___________________ ___________________
"For god sakes! Leave my hairs.. Dammit..!" I am on verge of crying as Andrew kept on playing with hairs for god knows why!
It has been two days since we went to restaurant.. I can say my wounds are healing and the cream his doc gave me is helping a lot in reducing the scars.
"Few more minutes" He grumbled from behind me and I lay my head back tiredly.
In these days he had got that weird obsession with my hairs, either he kept on touching them or pulling them softly whenever I sat somewhere next to me.
¡Ay! Esta imagen no sigue nuestras pautas de contenido. Para continuar la publicación, intente quitarla o subir otra.
In his words,'𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘮 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯' .
