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 69: Other Side

What the fuck was I thinking when I stepped out of the Freaking house? It was so cold out there. The security guards stared at me as if I lost my mind. I stood by the gate, trying to figure out what to do. I was lost. I didn't want to get back in the house. But I didn't want to go away from them as well. I took put my phone and called the first person I knew would be awake at three in the morning. I put the phone to my eyes and silently prayed to hear his voice instead of the tonality of the phone.

"Athena?" Ross answered, sounding really worried. "Are you okay?" He asked quickly.

"I need a ride" I told him.

"It's three in the morning!" He exclaimed in disbelief. I sighed and took a deep breath.

"I know" I mumbled. I heard him sigh. I knew that he was most probably shaking his head.

"Text me the address" Ross said before ending the call. I leant against the wall. I must look pretty helpless with my suitcase by my side and my sleepy face.

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