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Kataleya's POV:
“Where were you?”
I jumped hearing his voice.
Turning around, I acted as if I wasn't sneaking back in.
“I was out. Why?” Furrowing my eyebrows, I stared at him with a clueless expression.
‘You should be an actor with how smoothly you control your expressions.’ Diana remarked, and I couldn't agree more with her.
“Then why were you sneaking in?” He raised an eyebrow, not believing me.
Scowling at him to make him buy my lie, I answered in a fake annoyed way.
“I thought someone was in the living room. So, I was being careful.”
He folded his hands over his chest. The sleeves of his black button-up shirt which he was wearing made his muscles look ready to pop out.
“What are you looking at?” He asked after snapping his fingers in front of my face.
Huh?
‘You were gawking at his muscles for about more than a minute…’
I Internally screamed at myself after hearing Diana.
This is so embarrassing!
“Your muscles look nice. What exercises do you do?”
That was good enough, right?
I can't accept that I was shooting stars at his muscles, that would skyrocket his already high as the sky ego.
‘Says the egoistic little bitch.’ Diana snickered.
I imagined myself glaring holes in her, hoping she would burst.
But, how can a little abnormal voice in the back of my head burst?
I am going crazy.
“Were you bewitched by my muscles?” He smirked at me, leaning the right side of his body on the wall.
“No. Anyways, where are we going? This better be important because I'm wasting my day, which I was about to spend in my room.”
He was nagging my ears off in the morning when I woke up and then at the breakfast table.
He continued his rambling until I said yes to him.
There's a place he wanted me to accompany him.
And if this place is something stupid, he is going to rest in many pieces.
‘It should be peace, though.’ Diana tried to correct me.
‘Understand the emotions, Diana.’
It's already difficult to deal with this annoying voice, now I have adopted another one in the form of a grown ass man.
“I won't let you regret. Now let's go!” He interlocked his fingers with mind.
YOU ARE READING
Wild And Wicked
Romance"My happiness is like a flower that blooms, but at last, it always shrinks. It taught me, even though the happiness blossom, the misery never fades." Kataleya Hernández. Belonging to a well-known family of Spain, It's typical for people to assume h...
