She's my cousin

After some while, her trembling shoulders seemed to stop. She was a bit hesitant to raise her face, afraid that her makeup was ruined, so was her face.

She didn't want Brent to see her puffy and red eyes.

The young man seemed to hear her thoughts, he smiled and leaned Into her ear, bringing his lips close to her ear.

"You're an angel, you still look beautiful." His voice was as light as a feather.

Her breath hitched, she blushed and made to push him away from her, when he pulled back her wrist and handed a hanker-chief to her.

Tiffy took the hanker-chief and wiped her tears, making sure not to ruin the make up too much.

Thank goodness, her basic makeup items were in her bag. She took them out and adjusted her tears ruined face.

"I'm done ..." She muttered, looking everywhere but not Brent's face.

The young man smiled, knowing she was purposely avoiding his eyes, not wanting to tease her anymore, he climbed onto the bike. And drove off after Tiffy climbed in.

•••••••

Inside the surroundings of a well decorated mansion, young men and women could be seen dancing and shaking their bodies in rhythm to the loud music that was blaring.

Different couples were at different corners, making out while enjoying their time with their partners.

The fancy lights made the decorations of the venue appear more luxurious.

The ladies were all dressed in skimpy dresses, exposing their upper and lower body. Making them look more seductive and charming

Everything screamed of extravagant luxuries, and sin.

A girl was seen pacing up and down, while her eyes were bent on her phone. Though she had a sad and worried expression.

"Fvck !!, Brent, pick up....fvcking pick up !!" She cursed, her chest heaving up and down in anger.

"Let me guess who you're calling....Brent ?" A voice was heard, coming close to her.

"Roman..... "

"Ohh you still remember my name. Thought you already forgot it. when you're all occupied with the thoughts of Brent."

"Brenda, when will you stop this silly obsession ?"

"Obsession ?" Who said I'm obsessed with Brent ?. I love Brent and he is mine !!." Brenda said, glaring at Roman.

"Tsk...." Roman smirked and sauntered away.

Brenda stomped her feet and continued with calling Brent.

Brenda could be considered a beauty among ordinary girls of her age. She had a curvy body and a pretty face.

A father was considered a wealthy man in the city, as he owns a large and famous movie industry and always spoils his daughter with money.

And she spends it always partying with her friends, all night long.

Tonight Brenda was dressed in a blue v neck, strapless, crop top, that fully exposed her plumb, milky breasts and stomach.

Her flay skirt stopped under her thighs, with a small slit, which she easily pulled off with her curvy and round butt.

She dyed her hair pink, it trailed down her waist. Her face adjourned with exquisite makeup, making her originally pretty face appear more charming and elegant.

She looked at the entrance, there was still no sign of Brent, she cursed and turned to go meet up with her friends, when she heard the sound of a bike.

"Brent ?"

Her anxious and excited eyes turned immediately to meet with Brent's and his bike.

Even on a helmet he was handsome and hot. Brenda couldn't help but blush at the thought of Brent's sharp and exquisite facial features.

Not wanting to waste any more seconds there, she adjusted her clothes and went after him.

Brent's bike drove into the large decorated compound, he halted and screeched loudly, making a loud noise.

This noise attracted everyone, who turned their gaze at him, widening their eyes in awe.

"Brent ? !!.... "

The hot group of girls chorused in unison, as they quickly made their way towards his bike .

"Seems you're quite popular with girls, hmmh." Tiffany whispered into his ears, before coming down from his bike.

Brent smirked and climbed down, taking off his helmet. He lapped his wet hair, with his palms, which shone under the dim light, making him more hot and hot.

Tiffany found herself staring at him, without taking off her helmet.

Brent Indeed was a killer, with a smug smile, plastered on his face.

"Are you going to keep staring at me all night, huh ? You can at least take off your helmet, so you can get a better view." He said, grinning loudly.

Caught unaware !, Tiffany blushed from embarrassment.

Her lips twitched, as she took off the helmet. She glanced at Brent and sneered.

"Woah, woah, woah, Brent arrived not only late, but he came with a hottie, this is incredible." A teasing voice said.

Brent need not be told who this voice belongs to. He turned his head and glared at Roman, who seemed to be seizing Tiffany up.

"Dude !" Brent said, taking out his hands to shake Roman.

Roman teasingly raised an eyebrow at Brent as he took his hands.

"Brent ?" A sweet and coquettish voice sounded, disrupting the greeting of the two men.

Brenda has been standing there for almost a century, at first she was excited Brent finally arrived, but all the words she wanted to say to him were swallowed back in, when her gaze landed on Tiffany.

Everyone knows Brent has the habit of changing women just like how he changes his wardrobe. He doesn't fvck the same girl twice.

This alone made Brenda feel jealous and unconfident about her plans tonight. Not wanting to back down she called out Brent making her voice and appearance more appealing and charming.

Brent turned to meet with Brenda's pretty face, he smiled and made his way towards her, pulling Tiffany with him.

"Brenda ? Still hot as always...." Brent smiled, as his eyes swept her up.

"I can say the same for you, never in lack of girls, especially the hot and young type. " She smiled, her gaze landing on Tiffany, who had a pretentious smile on her face.

Tiffany could already guess that Brenda has a liking for Brent. The way she looks at him, the obvious blush on her face, Tiffany could only curse inside, and quickly look away from Brenda's fake smile.

"Brent I think this is unfair, you can't just bring a new girl, without introducing her to us. " Roman whined, his gaze still fixed at Tiffany.

"My bad..." Brent laughed, as his gaze met with Tiffany's who glanced at him almost immediately.

"This Is Tiffany, my cousin." He paused.

"Your cousin ? !"

They exclaimed in unison, Brenda's eyes immediately darting towards Tiffany, same as Roman.

"Is she really your cousin ?" Brenda asked again, wanting to be sure.

"Of course she is, her parents are out of town, so she'll be staying with me for some while." Brent said, proudly staring at Tiffany.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I might be lucky this time around. Brent what do you think ?" Roman said, smiling mischievously.

Brent could tell the meaning behind his words, he suddenly got angry and glared at Roman.

"You better quit it already, else you'll burn." Brent said, pulling Tiffany away from the crowd.

Brenda felt excited, knowing Tiffany was Brent's cousin and not what she was thinking they were, which only means she still had a chance. She smiled and followed Brent's direction.

"What's with him being too protective of his cousin, huh ? It's not like I'm going to eat her." Roman muttered, asking no one in particular.

"Brent knows that you are a big time SCUMBAG !" A voice sneered, brushing past Roman.

"Andrea ?...."