Meet My Baby's Daddy Again: Bittersweet Revenge

with ease. I had barely known this guy and

ught out a few bills, and dropped them on the counter

, let me help you," he offered, his right hand wrapped around my waist slightly and

y vision a little clearer. I wasn't quite cold because I was still wearing the two-piece sui

r reflected the beautiful white light. With each step he took

he gondolier but I was barely sober and lost in the daze of drunkenness to understand them. After a couple of

rushed past my face, its strong waves sent my hair strand

n me. A thick blanket of silence hung above us, comfortably filled with unspoken words. It was as though we

are you?" he asked, his voice

were fixated on the sky as I sea

s much," h

ked, surprised at his respo

ou return to

moved from the starless sky to the

is another time with y

ea

omorrow, guess I have to make to

n buying me a drink. His aura had shifted from a dominant one to a protective one

d my question back to me i

st daughter of my parents and the heir to his company

n as the heir app

red of being who I am not. I want my childhood back, maybe a few friends to chat and play with, female friends because I have a male friend already but it doesn't feel the same. I love my little sister with all my heart but I don't think she has come to the age where she can understand what I am going through. The friends I made called me several names and I couldn't even pour out m

my eyes to wipe the tears that escaped from my

e tears back, "What about you? Wh

s Lynna, Mind if I call you that?" He asked and I nodded gently, giving my

de him flinch, "That doesn't make

ain, still laughing, "I know," h

s every movement, the way his eyes lingered on mine, the slight brush of his hand against mine. The sil

ent breaking through the silence. I found myself blushing at his confession. It

me, his hand gently brushing my cheek as he leaned in, his lips capturing mine in a kiss that was soft and searching.

e. It was as though the world had fallen away, leaving only the two of us suspended in time. I l

ful stranger in a beautiful city and that was enough for me at that moment. I was caught in the spel

hom I believed to be a gigolo. Pulling away from our kiss, he stares at me lustfully.

plied, my voice a soft breathless whisper an

eemed to fade away. The kiss sent shivers down my sp

rywhere, tracing along my skin, and I was lost, completely and totally consumed by the feeling. I found myself speaking words I hadn't planned

ement silent and instant. The gondolier glides through the trenches bringing us to a

light. Inside, the atmosphere was warm and inviting creating a perfect mood for the night we were about to s

nexpectedly big with a king-size bed. I barely had time to take in my surroundings when he

ide ceased to exist as we tumbled onto the bed, the soft sheets cool against our skin. Ever

s mouths. His tongue left my mouth and slowly traced its way to my breast while planting kis

nd shared breaths. I surrendered completely, allowing myself to

ades of pink and gold, I felt the weight of reality begin to hit me in my sober state.

elling within me. This was a man I will never see again. Quietly, I slipped from the bed, gathered my clothes, and dr

table, a gesture that felt both necessary and stupid, given the connection we had shared. It was a reminder t

nger who remained a mystery, I slipped