Chapter 1of V2: Addiction

"Are you ready for the big day Miss?" the gorgeous man playfully asked the woman who is brushing her lengthy golden hair. Seating comfortably on the woman's bubblegum pink couch, Hannibal's eyes never left Helen's back. 

"Ugh, this hair, one day, I will get a haircut, it's very hard to comb," she said to herself but the man heard it though. He chuckles a bit before finally getting up. 

"Here, let me," he said warmly, taking over the situation. 

'Did he heard what I said?' Helen's face started to heat up, spending time with Hannibal feels like having a fever every day, a nice kind of fever. 

"Now, now, don't frown anymore, it lessens your cuteness," he said, now placing his big hands on the head of the lady, slowly and carefully gliding the brush on her long hair. 

"Call me anytime you are having a hard time with your hair, I will come over and do this for you,"