"𝓑𝓮𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓭𝓲𝓮, 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓷 𝓘."
♛ The myth
♛ The legend
♛ The baddest bitch of all.
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#𝓗𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓚𝓪𝓽𝓽
➝ Seeking banter
and possible storylines.
➝ Not remotely looking.
➝ Be a doll and RT.
@VikingAppeal "Did someone miss me?"
Slender arms motion to a fold over my chest - showing distaste for the bottle of milk.
A glass of scotch would of gotten me here much quicker.
@AmoralLothario — peckish."
With my room and all it's amenities now reserved, my cell is tucked away; attention now focused on the irritating driver and landscape I still recognized.
"What do you say, stud. . .
𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘺?"
The click of my heels sound off in rapid succession as I make my way upstairs
and into
@AmoralLothario's room.
Stepping over to the window that was heavily draped in velvet curtains, promptly snatching them open, exposing the sun.
"Rise & Shine, cupcake."
@AmoralLothario — off, I was already tapping away at my phone, deep into my reservation at the Four Seasons-New York.
Having completely failed to answer his question, it simply got lost in the sea of ramblings.
"We should stop for a snack. . . I'm feeling a little —
@VikingAppeal — fabric of his shirt, giving him a gentle nudge back.
Claiming the personal space he so eagerly invaded.
The trust that once emulated between us. . . was nothing more than ash now, carried away by the winds of rejection.
Never to be seen again.
@VikingAppeal — has a tendency to repeat itself.
The 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥.
The 𝐛𝐚𝐝.
And 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 in between.
My hand raises to the familiar feel of his chest, fighting to do so in the small amount of space between us.
Delicate fingers are splayed against the —