Everest Salone was known for being the easy target to get in bed. She had heads turning as she walked because of her barbie hourglass figure. She was beautiful and everyone knew it so she used it to her best ability to get what she wanted. With her...
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"Shit," I cursed and dropped the curling iron on the table. I burnt my neck. That hurt. But it should go away within a couple of minutes. I made sure it wasn't anything major only to freeze in front of the mirror. Fuck. It looks like a hickey. I hate hickeys. They're a reminder of my nights with boys, they're hard to hide, they sometimes hurt. I guess...I've never been proud to have a hickey because I was never serious with one person. Why am I thinking of William? Stop.
I groaned and went to bed after with a book in my hands and the light slightly dimmed. My hunger roared in my belly but I couldn't care twice. My book was more interesting and there's a possibility of seeing Zaire. Yesterday was great. Sort of. After I pushed away Zaire because those two seconds of lust I had for him went away, I was confused. I'll admit that he tried to be sexual with me again twice after that and that's where I got out of the pool and left. He didn't chase after me, thankfully. Three minutes later, someone knocked on my door and I don't attend to it. One minute after that, I received a message from the king himself.
William Covet: Open your door, please.
I threw the book at the end of the bed after glancing at the page number. Before opening the door I used my open hair to hide the burn on the side of my neck. Knowing William, he will overreact. "What," I snapped upon throwing open the door. William looked stressed. He walked in and shut the door behind him without my consent but I couldn't care. What's wrong with him? "Where were you yesterday?" He asked, looking around the room. Shit, Do I tell him the truth? "Where were you yesterday?" I copied him. My arms folded across my chest and I tried to push away the worried thoughts I had for him.
"I had breakfast with my family and imagine my surprise when Bradley says he hasn't seen you all day," William immediately says. "Bradey," I corrected even though it was hopeless at this point. "And I was with another friend," I blurted out casually and accidentally pushed the hair off my shoulder. It's something slightly dramatic I do at random times, I wasn't thinking this time.
