Crazy Nights: An affair to remember
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Category:
Original - Misc › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
5
Views:
2,125
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
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Prologue
The first time I saw him, I knew it could be love. He was just standing there looking smug and insolent and oh so beautiful. His eye caught mine and suddenly I couldn’t breathe. His eyes were the most brilliant blue I had ever seen. Fringed by long dark lashes, it was like staring into his soul. I saw the same desire, the same flame, the same heat mirrored in his eyes. It was then that I knew he was burning the same way I was. The only problem was I didn’t know his name. He was a stranger, a rebel, a god standing in front of me. I had no choice but to worship him. Liquid honey dripped from his tongue every time he spoke. It ignited something in me, a passion that I didn’t know existed until that moment. We talked, I don’t remember about what, all I remember is this god who held such a strange power over me. I would have done anything just to hear his voice . I had never heard anything so sexy in my entire existence, which was fast becoming my existence around him. He moved and the earth trembled under his feet. Everything seemed to stop as he walked towards me; time froze. I think for a moment I did to, and then he touched me. Warmth spread throughout my body like liquid fire, concentrating where his flesh touched mine. “Good Night” he whispered in my ear. I shivered with delight. It was going to be a good night, with him by my side, but he continued to walk right by me, up the stairs and to his room. I was devastated, crushed, and I didn’t know why. I didn’t even know him.
The first time I saw him, I knew it could be love. He was just standing there looking smug and insolent and oh so beautiful. His eye caught mine and suddenly I couldn’t breathe. His eyes were the most brilliant blue I had ever seen. Fringed by long dark lashes, it was like staring into his soul. I saw the same desire, the same flame, the same heat mirrored in his eyes. It was then that I knew he was burning the same way I was. The only problem was I didn’t know his name. He was a stranger, a rebel, a god standing in front of me. I had no choice but to worship him. Liquid honey dripped from his tongue every time he spoke. It ignited something in me, a passion that I didn’t know existed until that moment. We talked, I don’t remember about what, all I remember is this god who held such a strange power over me. I would have done anything just to hear his voice . I had never heard anything so sexy in my entire existence, which was fast becoming my existence around him. He moved and the earth trembled under his feet. Everything seemed to stop as he walked towards me; time froze. I think for a moment I did to, and then he touched me. Warmth spread throughout my body like liquid fire, concentrating where his flesh touched mine. “Good Night” he whispered in my ear. I shivered with delight. It was going to be a good night, with him by my side, but he continued to walk right by me, up the stairs and to his room. I was devastated, crushed, and I didn’t know why. I didn’t even know him.