Masked Feelings

"Why the mask?" he asked. I kept quiet as he moved his hand to my hair. He untied my hair and let the hair band fall on the ground. "Why are you touching me? Am a whore, right?" I asked as I stared at him, right in the eyes. He stared back at me and didn't answer. Didn't he just call me a whore? He buried his face back in my neck and lightly blow on my face. That felt good. Damn good. When his lips made contact with my skin, i bit my lips to stop a moan. I could feel his hands letting my wrists free. My hands fell on his shoulders. My eyes were closed as I concentrated on the feelings that I was getting. What the hell was he doing to me?

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Chapter 51: Phone Call

"It's not what it looks like!" I exclaimed out of panic. Alena stopped dancing and scoffed. "It's really not what it looks like" I repeated, this time, making Dean scoff. "Can you stop scoffing?" I shouted, a bit annoyed by them. This time, Damian scoffed. I turned around and punched him on his arm. "You're supposed to be supporting me" I huffed.

"What do you mean by it's not what it looks like?" Alena asked as she wiggled her eyebrows teasingly. "Did a snake bite him on his lips and you were sucking out the venom?" My sister asked, making me frown at this weird idea.

"What?" I asked in confusion.

"Nevermind, I heard that in a movie" Alena said as she shrugged. I rolled my eyes and walked out of the room to avoid the questioning. Unfortunately, everyone decided to follow me. I walked in the living room and sat on the couch. Just at the moment, my phone started ringing. I pulled the phone out of my pocket and smiled when I realized that it was Rose who was calling.

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