Wrong Injection

CHAPTER 13

"I'm... I'm not a whore, Sultan," I whispered back, trying to sound firm, but my body was betraying me.

His hot breath on my skin was making me lose control. He was so close that his lips almost touched mine as he said, "Sultan.. feels nice to hear you call me by my name." I felt a spark of electricity run through my body, and I knew I was in trouble. His fingers trailed on my bare thigh, and I felt my self-control slipping away.

"Stop... please," I begged weakly, trying to fight the desire that was building up inside me.

"Your skin, it's flawless." He sharply sniffed my cologne, and then his teeth grazed my neck, sending a jolt of pleasure through my body. I gasped, feeling myself getting lost in the sensation.

His warm breath caressed my lips as he whispered, "Can I kiss you?" I was frozen, unable to respond, my body betraying my mind. His thumb rubbed against my lips, sending shivers down my spine. "Your lips, they are so tempting," he whispered, his eyes burning with desire. Before I could react, his lips pressed against mine, and I felt myself melting into the kiss. My mouth opened, deepening the kiss, and my fingers twisted into his hair. Sultan groaned, his passion igniting, and I felt myself getting lost in the sensation. But as soon as I realized what was happening, I tried to break free, hating myself for giving in to the kiss. Sultan pulled back, his eyes locked on mine, and I saw the lust burning within them.

I quickly broke free from his grip and began to walk away, trying to escape the embarrassment and shame. "Milani," He called out, his voice low and husky, making my name sound exotic and sensual. I stopped at the entrance, feeling a flutter in my chest, but I ignored him and walked away, trying to maintain what was left of my dignity.
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I was struggling to get my hair into a ponytail, and it was taking forever. My curly hair was being stubborn, and I was getting frustrated. "Oh, come on," I groaned, as my ponytail came out loose again for what felt like the hundredth time. We were leaving for the Kakum National Park, and I was running late. I had to hurry up and get my hair together before we departed.

I wasn't exactly skilled at doing ponytails, and it was mainly because my mom had always helped me with my hair when I was younger. Now, I was on my own, and it was proving to be a challenge.

I looked at myself in the mirror, feeling a surge of anger and frustration. "What the hell, why can't I hold a ponytail?" I exclaimed, throwing my hands up in exasperation.

Just then, my doorbell rang, and I got up to answer it. It was Max, and I greeted him with a long face. "Hey," I said, stepping aside to let him in.

As soon as he entered, he asked, "You look stressed, what's up?" I slammed the door shut behind him, and he cautioned.

"Hey, you're gonna break the door."

I exhaled angrily, still fuming from my hair struggles.  "Been trying to hold up my stupid hair into a ponytail, but it's not complying." I walked back to the mirror, determined to try again, but Max just laughed.

"It's not funny, Max," I said, glaring at him.

"Ponytail is one of the easiest hairstyles, why are you struggling with it?" He asked and I exhaled, feeling exasperated.

"I fucking have no idea, I'm so pissed right now." I stared at my hair in the mirror, willing it to cooperate.

"Lani, you're going to break the mirror with that stare." Max teased but I ignored him and continued to glare at my reflection. Then, he came up behind me and picked up my hairbrush from the dresser. I looked at him like he was crazy.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Let me have the band." He requested and I scoffed.

"I couldn't pull my hair up into a ponytail, and you think you could do that?" I laughed, thinking it was impossible. But Max just chuckled and snatched the band from my hand. I watched in silence as he gently combed my hair with the brush. I thought he was just going to make a mess of it, but then he gathered my hair and pulled it up into a tight, perfect ponytail. I was literally shocked, my mouth hanging open in amazement.