Ch.16 Toxic Fights, Or Is It Lovers Fights?

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Anastasia POV




After my fight I got out, walking back to my car.



I got a feeling someone Is following me.





I looked behind me, from the corner of my eye seeing Calvin, great! (not the sarcasm)


I took a quick turn, making him loose me in the dark.



As he got closer I pulled him in the dark allay.




"ohh so you want to get all sexy with me again huh?" he said.

Ewwww.

He doesn't know I remember him though.


What if...?


I can make him.....!



I got what I am going to do.

"yeah mister bad boy, I want you back"


"I've been dying to have you for a while now, but to have me I need you to give me a shipment you have soon "


"we have a shipment tomorrow and you finally have me"


I took a hold of his shirt and started kissing him.


We were having a make out session when I felt someones eyes on me.





I knew it was Luca.

I pushed him away and ran to my car.



Luca pov

I watched her fight, and when she pulled her ex in a dark allay . Our enemy. The they that we have mentioned is him and his friends.


What are they doing, right when I got close to see them, she ran out, to her car, I couldnt see what happened it was too dark, I followed her.



Anastasia pov

Right when I was about to open the door to my car, someone pulled me and pushed me against it, pinning both my hands down.


I looked at his deep eyes, loosing myself. Luca.




"what where you doing Anastasia?" he asked calmly.

"nothing"

"I ASKED WHAT WERE YOU DOING WITH HIM"

"AND I TOLD YOU NOTHING, YOU AREN'T THE BOSS OF ME!"

"I would hate to break it to you but I kinda am"

"I HATE YOU"

"AND I HATE YOU MORE"

He said. Pulled me by my shirt sealing his lips with mine.


He wasn't rough. He was gentle.


Very gentle.


Taking his precious time, tasting me as I was tasting him.


He tasted like honey and chocolate. He was delicious. Wait what? What am I saying? Whatever it's nothing, I haven't gotten laid in a while, I have to get laid man. I started talking sweet sh*t about this stronzo.

I pushed him away. Slapping him.





Hard.

"what was that for?"

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