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#7: Some asshole disrespected my wife.

Idiot #1 :

Idiot #2 :

Idiot # 6 :

Idiot # 5 : I snuffed out his candle for you little bro!

Idiot #3 : this is bullying. Fine if I must .

#7:

I might be the luckiest man, but someone is going to fucking pay.

Chapter 5

Whatever You Want

JESSICA

“Come on, Frank,” I take his hand, rushing over to the mall excitedly. It’s been a while since I went out with friends that’s not a gu… well, Frank is a guy, but he’s different from Tek and the guys on the football team. I’m so comfortable with him.

‘Truly, it’s a nice reprieve from all that testosterone I’m always around. Frank really is too perfect.

“Slow down, Jessica. You’ll hurt yourself running like that,” he panics when I nearly trip over the curb, steadying me, and I chuckle.

“My bad. I’m not usually this clumsy. I think my head is still rattled from that incident,” I tell him truthfully. That was so crazy, but I’m calming down. Frank seems to have such a cool, calm and collected aura about him, and I just adore that. I love that even though we just met, I feel so free around him.

“I’m sorry about that, baby.” He kisses the back of my hand, and my heart skips a beat, making me look away.Jeez, he really knows how to get a girl going, huh…

“Seriously, stop apologizing already. It’s over.” I turn and drag him… or well, I attempt to. As a girl who is known for squatting well over five hundred pounds and dragging big ass niggas across the field in a male dominant sport, it’s not many times I can say I’ve never been able to move someone when I wanted.

I’m strong as hell, and my legs are my superpower, but why the hell isn’t this boy moving? I try again, but shockingly to no avail. I can’t even make him budge a millimeter.Whoa…

“Okay, I’ll stop talking about it, but only if you let me go into this mall and buy you whatever I want,” his cool, deep, and slightly accented voice comes over me.

“What?!” I reel back at his words.

“Why would I? I have my own money,” I rebut.

“So?”

His one word response throws me the hell off…So?

“Uhm…” I shift on my feet, looking at him. “S-so what?”

“Exactly my point. So what if you have your own money? I’m here to spendmymoneyonyou. Why are you bringing up what you have?” He stares at me, and I’m a bit flustered having him gaze so seriously at me, especially when he looks damn good. All the people who are walking around us keep staring at me, probably thinking he’s some pretty female model.

“B-because…?”

“Because what?” he tilts his head to the side, long hair falling beautifully over his face.

“I… I guess it d-doesn’t matter,” I falter and he smiles, making my stomach clench.

“Good girl,” he winks, and I turn abruptly, feeling strange as I continue leading the way. When we get to the door, I go to open it, but a swat on my butt shocks me.

“Wh—” I turn to see Frank staring at me pointedly with something laced in the way his lip slightly curls in distaste. I quickly jerk my hand back for some reason as he places his arm around my waist and kisses my cheek while throwing me a glare that says, “Don’t you fucking dare touch that door.”

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