A shot at Love

s Point

ho knew it was that c

ing, ice-blue eyes, giving him a mysterious, majestic look. His thick black curly hair stood with much grace on his head, his sharp jawline couldn't be

ut you're too beautiful to be in this condition. Is anything the matter

I feigned a smile and blinked quickly twice. "It's

refuse to believe that it's nothing. I mean, I've been watching you from afar until you ca

ear my head, hence my presence here at this place," I murmured q

using manner. "I'm so sorry about your pain. If you don't min

n't want to go anywhere with you, and

ion. I was grateful for his willingness to help me, but I was scared my brothers

ate Bridge. Do you mind coming with me? My car is just over there," he sa

he did something terrible to me? What would be my fat

ed in my mind, his thick voi

hoodlums come and do something bad to you? This place is lonely and dangerous. Please, permit me to be y

jeep with tinted windows. While he drove, he cracked jokes

ever happened. "Stupid Nicole, you are such a bitch," I cursed myself in my head. Having suc

and parked in the garage. Immediately, the car came to a halt. He got out quic

in their glory, complementing the spring weather. The house was adorned with white and gold paint, and two molded lion heads stoo

nose just before he spoke. "Do you like the p

ways. Posh white velvet sofas, accented with gold finishes, were arranged around a grand fireplace, which sparkled under

o drink. Do you take whiskey? I'll add some ice," he inquired. "I

ay, and on it were a glass cup and two bottles of Malta Guinness. I swallowed hard at the sight of the Malta and ice. M

hilled-just how I liked it. "So if you don't mind, tell me about yourself. I want to k

p breath and

ed my response. I began, "I'm the last child of three children. My parents are unemployed, and I happen to be

ords failed him. I didn't know what to call the expr

ated, but it's a lie. My father met with an old investor from his previous workplace who offered to help, on the condition that I become his way... And, y

is eyes wide open, his brows furrowed, and his mouth wide open. I

s shake his head pitifully, concerned and caught off guard. It was as if t

and see how I can be of help to you. But promise me you'll always stay in touch. I will be heading to Japan tomorrow for a very import

t he asked me to stand up, saying he would

umber, and shortly after, he showed me the receipt of his debit transaction. He had just transferred a hundred and fifty dol

dress and went in, allowing the water to wash away all my bitterness and developed hatred for my father. I c

ntensity, and it made me freeze. Just as I was about to turn it off, he opened the door and walked in slowly. I

ion in his eyes burned with maximum intensity. One thing led to another, and I let him into my body, riding me to

break my hymen and deflower me. When he noticed the blood on his dick, he asked if

pleasurable sex, I collapsed on