H.U.R.T
Trik
Byurr!!!
Austin awakens, forced to wake up. The cold water managed to restore his consciousness completely.
He swore harshly in Greek and further in a language understood by Oleshia.
"Just have fun, get up and go!" The beautiful woman was ruffled by the waist, her face was fixed as haughty as possible. An unusual sight for Austin who woke up in a strange place. Normally, he would be awakened with a ludicrous spoiled voice. There will be good morning kisses and other immoral things. But, this morning was different, he was actually awakened in the way that his beautiful sister, Lexi, used to do.
"Sweet how you woke me up after what we did last night?" Austin lowered his gaze with a quick glance. No more silk nightgowns, now Oleshia is wearing black sportwear that shows off a little of her queen belly. A small towel hung around his neck, his long hair tied up originally. "Well-gymed?" one naughty glance back Austin gives. "I think I burned you enough last night" he stood up from the couch. Show off his body that only wears a boxer. He picked up his clothes that were strewn on the floor. Wearing it in front of Oleshia without feeling awkward at all.
"Your speech is too ambiguous, Austin." Oleshia chimed in casually. The woman showed no interest at all in Austin's burly muscles, which were visibly displayed before her. Austin is a typical guy who often spends time exercising, his muscles are perfect and awesome.
Austin tilted his axe, looking to the side, while his hands were busy buttoning his shirt one by one. The man chuckled mischievously, "What did you think of when I said that I was making you burn and sweat?"
"none. What I'm saying is that your words are too ambiguous."
"Lied." Austin turned around, his clothes perfectly fitted. "Are you thinking that we both spent a long night full of sweat? Making love?"
Oleshia grunting. What they did last night was the most ridiculous thing Oleshia ever did. One bottle of alcohol turned into bottles. All night they drank themselves intoxicated. Playing cards and making crazy bets. The losers must drink or take off one by one the clothes they wear. Whether the demon who possessed Oleshia would accept the game in Austin's favor. Unfortunately, Austin is a very reliable card player, Oleshia thinks he can beat the man. In fact, he miscalculated. But, Oleshia was not stupid, she would rather get drunk than have to undress in front of Austin. While the man willingly undressed in front of Oleshia until all that was left was the boxer.
"You know the way out, don't you?" throw the woman away fiercely.
"No breakfast?"
"My house is not a social institution dedicated to raising charity. I guess, a soft sofa for you to sleep on all night is enough as a sense of courtesy I entertain my guests. Go." Oleshia pointed her chin at the door. He intended to leave and turn, but Austin pulled his hand until he faced Austin again. Austin's pull is strong enough to make Oleshia's body stick to Austin. Both of his hands were on the man's muscular chest. His palm could feel how powerful the muscle strokes behind the shirt the infuriating man wearing before him were.
"Thank you for last night" That sexy heavy voice was usually enough to amaze women. Austin is testing his luck. His naughty and ignorant eyes were now staring in the shade. His fingers removed the child with hair stuck to Oleshia's forehead that was filled with sweat. "Last night, it was quite effective. I don't usually spend the night doing nothing fun." He lowered his gaze on Oleshia's bead. For a moment the two looked at. Austin again pulled out his nurse, smiling faintly, like a classy man. "If there's no breakfast this morning, let me invite you to dinner." Cup, a kiss on Oleshia's cheek that almost hit the corner of the woman's lips. "Hopefully have a good day, Oleshia." He pushed Oleshia slowly, then left, leaving Oleshia still in place.
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"It's called a trick." Steve lightly. His right hand that was free from injuries was busy playing his phone. A message came in from one of the men. Vidio's message. Steve immediately opened the message, his lips turning cynical looking at Austin who had just come out of the Oleshia residence.
"Isn't that Austin? The man was very good at playing cards. He took my money pretty much two days ago. You have a problem with him?"
"Austin?" Steve curled next to his eyebrows. "You know him?"
"Yupz. The good gambler. He took my money pretty much. Oh, my God, I forgot something. This guy, some people call him Darkness."
"Darkness?" Steve was getting his eyebrows together. Between believe and not. "What else do you know about him?"
"The woman conqueror."
Steve chuckled, "Did one of your targeted women manage to sleep on his bed?" cheered Steve with scorn.
Beth pressed the man's wounds firmly, deliberately doing so to vent his frustration to Steve for a statement that was unfortunately very true.
"He's a Willson" Steve's statement surprised Beth.
"Willson?"
"Yes. He never admitted it, but he always hid it."
"He looks like a street kid with no family. The whole day was spent playing gambling, wild racing and other immoral things." Beth explained. He met Austin quite often at expensive clubs. I don't know if it's in the country as well as abroad. Many do not know the origin of the man, including him. Because in the field, they never had a stale word to ask about family genealogy. It did not matter whether they were descendants of kings, blue blood, conglomerates, or reliable businessmen. Because when plunged in the sparkling world. They were just a bunch of dishonorable men competing to steal what was put down.
"Wait a minute" Beth squinted, looking more clearly at where Austin was coming out. "Oh my God, isn't that your lover's house?" Beth suddenly laughed. "You're busy playing tricks to catch the attention of Willson's girl and other men are preparing to overtake you from the front to snatch your woman. Wow, this is a very interesting spectacle, Steve. Austin is very good at playing the role of the awesome brengseek guy. I saw it, Dude. And I envy that man's ability."
"really?" Steve looked gloomy hearing the statement.