His Dream Girl

His Dream Girl

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''Lick it off.'' My eyes widened at Stefan's response. I was in shock not knowing what to do as he continues to stare at me with a smirk on his face. ''Lick... what... off?'' I said nervously to him. ''The salt.'' ''I--- I----- I--- uh.... don't see it.'' ''It's in my bottom lips.'' ''I can't tell.'' He grabs my hand and made me wipe the salt on his bottom lips. My skin crawled with wild goosebumps just by what he did to me. His eyes darkened in a sexual way signaling that he wants to do something dirty to me. -------- Isabella Vega is the Dream Girl that the bad boy and hottest Toronto billionaire Stefan Mitchell has always looked for. Being his assistant, was a horrible experience for Isabella which caused her to leave Stefan alone for a while. After realizing that the bad boy was wrong, he turns over to her and made Isabella fall all over for him.

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Stefan POV

Two years ago...

There she was...

Brown skin, brown eyes, lips that are meant to be kissed numerous times. I don't even know the girl and I'm already heart-eyeing at her. She was standing there by the parking lot searching for her keys to get ready to leave the beach. I couldn't resist but to get her name and try to get her number and maybe get to know her a tiny bit.

It's just something about this woman that drives me crazy. Her petite body, the curves, the lioness hair, her glowing eyes and those lips ugh, it takes my breath away literally. I've never felt like this before but for some reason, I'm desperate to figure out who she is.

Pacing through my way out from the beach, I was speed walking towards to the Dream Girl when suddenly I ran into a random guy who was a bit bigger than me.

"Yo, watch where you're going?" He snapped at me while he sizes me up and down like he was preparing to fight me.

"My bad I was looking for someone."

"Pshh whatever."

I turned around and saw the Dreamgirl walking towards a bus station. Randomly, another guy walked towards the Dream Girl and gave her a bear hug. He then hands over a present to her as she then shrieks loudly and hugged him.

My skin boiled through the rooftop to what I just witnessed.

Wooowwwwwww.

Ahh, what the fuck is wrong with me?!Choosing the wrong women and end up getting a rejection. It's always been a bad habit and I must stop myself. But I can't help myself but do so.

Fuck my life.

"Thank you!" she said as the guy went to his car. She then heaved a sigh and examined the present that the guy gave her.

"Goodnight Isabella, " the guy said.

"Good night Tony, " she responded.

"Isabella, " I whispered to myself.

Her name is Isabella.

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Isabella:

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