His Property – Episode 67

HIS PROPERTY

{My One Night Stand}
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Written By Author Bella

�? Youngicee Stories
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EPISODE SIXTY SEVEN
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LINA

My gaze was fixed on his chest. He looked like someone who just ran a marathon although he clearly drove here. His breathing was erratic and his eyes were blood shot. I didn’t want to look away.

Gulping, I carefully took two steps backwards still keeping my gaze on only him. The man who threw me out of his house to make room for his new baby mama/mistress/possible wife. How nice. The same who appears in front of me barely twenty four hours later.

Granted I’m staying with his best friend, I’m sure there’s more drama to come.

“Do you want a glass of water?”

I blurted out hating the silence and tense air. If he thinks I’m going to break down, quiver or show any form of fear, he’s clearly mistaken.

I’m going to show him how unaffected I truly am.

“You seem tensed. I’ll go get you a glass of water.”

I said when he didn’t respond and dashed off to the kitchen.

On getting back to the living room, he suddenly appeared right in front of me. The glass slipped from my grip crashing on the floor.

“sh*t!”

I cursed getting on my knees trying to pick up the broken pieces.

“Leave it. You’ll hurt yourself.”

He commanded in a hoarse tone. I almost chuckled. Almost. He’s definately loosing his mind if he thinks I’m going to let him boss me around when he’s clearly not in charge anymore. I remember he saying I was let go.

I continued trying to pick to pick them ignoring his comment/advice.

“Lina, you’ll hurt yourself. Let me help you please.”

He offered. His tone softened slightly and he even bent down trying to take them away from me. I slapped his hands off accidentally slashing the side of his wrist.

“Oh my God!”

I exclaimed in fright. The glass particles slipped from my grip as I grabbed my arm. Blood was oozing out quickly.

“I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean it. Oh my…”

“It’s just blood. I’m fine.”

“It’s not. I’ll help you clean up just come with me.”

I commanded tugging him arm. I kept my gaze on the injury. It was bleeding badly. Luckily, I saw a first aid kit in the room I stayed in last night.

“Come on.”

I said trying to snap him back to reality as we walked into the room. His eyes scanned the surroundings. He was trying to figure out if I stayed with Ethan, if this was his room.

“It’s not of your business but it’s a guest room.”

I said and grabbed the kit.

“Seat.”

He complied and I went to work. He didn’t even flinch when I cleaned his Injury before gently plastering it.

“All done.”

I gulped staring straight at him.

“Thank you.”

He mumbled. I closed the kit placing it back.

Turning around, I gasped as I collided into him.

“We should go back to the living room….”

I trailed off with a gulp.

“No.”

He stated in a firm tone.

“But….”

I clamped my lips shut noticing his eyes were on them.

“Stefan, you need to leave.”

I blurted out trying to create a safe space between us.

“How about I don’t?”

He retorted, his eyes flickering to my lips once more.

“Stefan….”

He leaned in, I quickly turned and his lips were on my neck sucking lightly.

“Get away from her!”

Ethan’s voice boomed from the entrance.

“Oh no.”

I whimpered shoving Stefan off slightly.

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