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 25: Night out

The wedding day was for two days now. Everything was already prepared and for the first time in my life, I can say that the bride and the groom were nowhere near stressed. Alena and Dean seemed pretty relaxed and happy. They already had everything prepared and the only thing left is the 'I do', that they will have to say on the big day.

"What's up?" Rose asked as she asked in the living room. Jace sat next to her and started playing with a strand of her hair. I shrugged, not really knowing what to do. Damian has not really talked to me since Ross's arrival last night. I had a strong feeling that he was kinda pissed after the whole Ross situation yesterday.

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