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ck in the warm wind, the fabric was snug enough to show the shape of his chiseled chest. His dark black hair pushed back from his face making his emerald green ey

his is Mr. Lorenzo M

yes found its way to mine and I couldn't sto

an italian name. Wai

t me, flexed and wiggled his eyebrows, a smile lighting

king at the new guy, t

" I hastily de

I know," sh

s direction. He sat at a desk opposite to mine and kept a smirk on

'. As she walked in she shot me a glare, but when her eyes landed on Lor

n what she thought was a seductive v

ade me wan

e" he repl

alking about, but they seemed to

ol' guys and when she gets bored she leaves them," Gra

desk like it was the most interesting thing in this whole wide

nteen to have our lunch. On the way there I decid

uys in the canteen" I told them, as I hastily

y all said

d avoid him, yet he still continued to follow me. He walked so gracefully and was fast too. When I entered the gym, no one was

s the door to exit the

s ice cold and full of naughtiness. In a different situation, I would have reminde

arely managed

ed backwards, and kept taking a step

ressed my cheek and I closed my eyes. My heart had completely stopped and for a moment there was

denly he began tracing his fingers up and down my neck and I cou

most didn't remember that he was just a stranger to me

d to stay a

tightly with one hand and trailed the other over my hair, a

ricci"(Translation: you look

t able to understand!!" I said, my irri

an," he sta

Shall I ask him? No I definitely shouldn't

(Translation: so many questions Senorita, the

ust wink

tes me" I growled, ignoring the clo

ive tone in my ear, and just like that he planted a soft kiss on my

me, and I was left alo

ust ha