𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐧 𝐱 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐀𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭
❝𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 . . . 𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞.❞
𝗗𝗼𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗶𝗰 𝗡𝗶𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗮𝘀 𝗖𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗼 takes on his role as his sister's right hand man and he'll do any mi...
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❝𝙼𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐.❞
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I notice two things while waking up.
The smell of chocolate and my best friend talking in her sleep.
This time she's talking about how single she is.
You and me both, Josie.
Then again, I'm not looking for a relationship.
Of course, I'm not against the idea either. That's if the right man comes along.
"Josephine," I mutter, grab a pillow, and throw it at her. I intend to hit her hip but instead, it lands on her face.
"What the fuck, Desiree?" Josie grumbles as she clutches onto the pillow I threw at her only moments ago. "Was I talking in my sleep again?"
"Yes," I say, letting out a small laugh. "Have you been feeling extra single recently?"
"I always feel single," she responds. "I broke things off with Mason a couple of weeks ago."
"You did?" I ask, sit up, and fold the blanket.
Josephine nods. "He wanted to keep things casual. I didn't. Simple as that."
"Did you start developing feelings for him?"
"No, but I felt like he was only using me for sex, and I hated it. I know we originally agreed to be friends with benefits but . . . I don't know."
"The friendship wasn't there?"
She shakes her head. "It literally disappeared. He'd stay over after we had sex and we would just talk about random shit. He slowly stopped doing that. The order always went like this. He'd call. He'd come over. We would have sex. He'd leave."