𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤; 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐚

introduction

KINK; ARREAGA

ONE YEAR BEFORE

i take a sip of the pungent liquid in my cup as I look out over the crowd of dancing bodies. everyone looks so care free. i'm glad they're having fun for the time being. i know all too well the regret they will experience the following morning.

"are you here alone?" a male voice asks.

i turn to see a tall boy. a pair of glasses adorned his face and he had the slightest stubble on his chin. typically, i wouldn't respond, but this particular guy has a certain aura surrounding him. he intrigues me.

maybe it is the alcohol. perhaps it is even his godlike facial features. it's quite possible that it is both.

"i'm here with a few friends."

he smiles a captivating smile,"do you think they'd mind if I stole you for the night?"

"as long as i'm returned in one piece, then there shouldn't be a problem."

"we'll see about that. my name is, brandon, by the way."

"amara."