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Just imagine Vitale like this while going to shopping. Ik he is hot AF. Chanel is lucky ;)
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I stood, unmoving on my place as I stared at him. His eyes roamed freely. I saw his eyes darkened when he took in my appearance.
My breathe hitched when I saw him moving towards me and then it hit me that I was standing with nothing but a towel wrapped around my body.
I screamed. "Go out, go out, go out!" At that moment I didn't care if he gets angry. All I wanted was him out this room.
Oh my God, it is so embarrassing, I thought as I clutched my towel tighter and shut my eyes close before opening again.
When I opened my eyes I saw that he was close to me.
I took a step back but it was useless anyways as the wall was behind me.
He stopped in his place and I saw his eyes travel along my legs then up towards my chest before stopping at my face. My stomach tightened when I saw his eyes. His green eyes had darkened and I didn't know whether if it should be a good thing or bad thing.
I saw how he smirked as if he was enjoying a private joke.
"I am out," he said, I noticed his voice got a little huskier, and he held up his hand in defense. "Get dressed. I need to talk to you."
I nodded my head, not trusting my voice because knowing me I would probably shutter. And, that was the last thing I wanted to do at the moment.
He turned around and that time I realized how broad his shoulders really were.
Okay, Chanel get a grip.
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