"𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐰𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬"
"The bartender and the Mafia Underboss"
How long can it take before the line between sex and love is blurred?
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𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐚'𝐬 𝐏.𝐎.𝐕
Fucking asshole. Can't respect women. If someone says no, is no.
The man who came in exclaiming for this stupid to let go of me turned out to be the same man that turned me on by just touching a glass.
This old trash kept arguing with the young man. His hands were still on my hips pressing my arms to them. I'm sure it's going to bruise me. Aren't old people supposed to have no strength? I don't know.
"Lasciala andare, cazzo" John Doe exclaimed, this time making his annoyance more obvious. I should've taken foreign language classes instead of Spanish since it is my first language. He continued ranting in whatever language he was speaking. I think it is Italian. Hot. (Translation: Let her fuckin go)
The old rat let go of me when he saw the really hot man putting his hands behind his suit like he's going to pull something out. Shit, where the fuck I'm working at? As soon as he let go of me I ran out the door like my life depended on it or like when you fell behind the ice cream truck.
Same difference.
Leaving the room I noticed that there were more people in the club. I quickened my pace trying to get to the locker faster. the music kept blasting at full volume. The storks were dancing this time with softer and more seductive music. Seriously, their attitudes suck but they are so pretty and talented.
My hips start to hurt a little whenever I touch. I don't know if I can leave but I do know that I will not enter another private in my life. To top it all I have to work here tomorrow with Gab. Fun. I was so caught up in the moment that I didn't even realize that someone was calling out my name while entering the lockers.
"Hey, what happened?" Gab asked, closing the door as he entered. "Why did it take you so long?" He continued as he came closer. I was shocked asking myself why I didn't defend myself? Yeah, going to do with it, it was more like instinct. "Are you ok?" Gab asked as he sat on the bench looking at me. "You can talk to me, you know?"
"Yeah, I know but I'm fine." I reaffirmed, smiling at him, fake but it was still a smile. "I'll go to the bathroom and then I'll see out, ok?"
"Ok," he said, smiling at me and then proceeding to exit. He has the cutest smile. He's a teddy he was big or whatever but I could at least throw a punch.
"Some asshole was 'distracting' me" I answered while taking my phone, I don't know. I went into the bathroom with some band-aids just in case. I'm extra like that and it's not like I'm bleeding. I lowered my skirt to see how it was already bruising, it hurts like a bitch. Old piece of shit.
