The Lost In Mission

The Lost In Mission
LOST IN MISSION #10


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"Dulce, just call me Dulce." Reply Eleanora did not fade her smile.


William pulled both corners of his lips, returning a sweet smile from the girl. "Dulce? sweetie?" william asked doubtfully. But, no problem... It's getting interesting.


No matter what kind of magic the girl gave her, so as to make a famous William Dixon with his cold demeanor, in an instant the man turned into a warm male figure. Even the smile engraved on his lips was rarely shown.


"hmm, I think that call means a lot to you" William said, sipping a drink.


"Yes, that's exactly right! my late mother used to call me that call." Excited reply.


Mammy? william said in his heart, William suddenly fell silent with his firm jaw tightened. He clasped his hand on the glass then, then he lifted the glass, and held the drink until it was not left.


For a moment, he remembered about the woman who gave birth to him.


Eleanora, who saw William's face change, was worried. "Have I offended you, Will?" ask Eleanora later. He noticed that the man was venting his emotions.


William turned his face again, again he looked at Eleanora. Then, he shook his head. "No, Dulce. You don't have to worry." William's reply in a soft voice made Eleanora's sense of worry disappear.


Long village of William was heard. "You're so lucky to have a mother who loves you so much, Dulce." she continued, William smiled faintly to cover up the wounds in his heart that were still imprinted. "Unlike my mother, " whispered William still heard by Eleanora.


Eleanora reviewed William's sentence just now, she can conclude if the man's relationship with his mother is not in good condition.


But what is the cause ? hey Eleanora quench your curiosity. Do not involve yourself in other people's problems. Inner squealing.


Soon Eleanora brushed off her curiosity. For, in the future, he hoped that there would be no more meetings between them.


William held his hand. "Forget over! it's just the past. Besides, my mom's gone." Apparently the man did not want to discuss his past. Good though.


"Our fate is not much different Will." chuckling Eleanora in between his words "I think my fate alone is sad, it's you too."


"What does that mean, we're fools?" the man's cock got a punch on the biceps.


"Hey why did you hit me?" William protested while swiping the former blow from Eleanora. It doesn't hurt, but it's too sweet.


"Your words, the less Will. Looks like you're getting drunk." Eleanor laughed again and stunned William. His pair of hazel beads were fixated on looking at Eleanora without blinking, and he just drowned at the charm that Eleanora exuded with his heart pounding so fiercely.


William cleared his throat. "You want wine, Dulce?" bargain the man while opening the bottle of wine brought by the bartender, earlier.


Eleanor nodded, agreeing. "Please pour it, Will!" William poured the drink into Eleanora's empty glass. After that, he filled his glass.


"Thank you Will. Let's toast."


The night is getting late. More and more club visitors are coming. But that did not make Eleanor, nor William intend to go from there. They enjoy their time together by exchanging stories. I don't know how many Alkohool had entered his body so the two were a little drunk.


I'm at a party I don't wanna be at


And I don't ever wear a suit and tie, yeah


Wonder if I could sneak out the back


Then you take my hand


Finish my drink, say, "Shall we dance?" (hell, yeah)


You know I love you, did I ever tell you?


You make it better like that


"Ouch, I don't care." Justin Timberlake's favorite song, Eleanora. "I want to get down Will" said Eleanora, who was drunk, and forced her body to stand up.


"Come, Will! " take him again while reaching for William's wrist that just followed Eleanora's will.


With a giant step, Eleanora and William went down the stairs while staring at the group of people who are still excited, jiggling along with the music.


They herded their feet to the middle, where a circular and colorful light was above them.


William turned Eleanora's body to face her.


Both corners of William's lips rose. He moved his face then whispered in a hoarse voice right in Eleanora's ear. "Do you seriously want to dance, Dulce? " William asked to be sure again.


Eleanora chuckled softly. "of courses. You look at." Eleanora began to raise her hands while moving her body and hips, following the music that Dj was playing in front of her.


William did not take his gaze away from Eleanora. He was fascinated by the girl. His smile, his laughter, his way of speaking, and what a girl he had only known a few hours ago were very different.


Eleanor shook her hand in front of William. "Hey why are you quiet, Will? come dance with me. " With her arrival, Eleanor carried William's hand to hold her slender waist.


The man also flinched. "You look surprised Will." Eleanor laughed again, unwittingly locking her hands at the nape of William's neck.


William was unmoved, he was still staring at Eleanora's face at close range. Both eyes moved to explore the structure of Eleanora's face, from the eyebrows, eyes, nose, lips, nothing was missed. Now his attention is on both eyes of the woman. Beautiful, murmured in his heart.


"You're so beautiful, Dulce." praise the man for suddenly creating a curved line on Eleanora's lips.


"Just save your seduction, Will" said Eleanora, hitting the man's chest. 'Your imagination won't make me soar into space."


"really?" william asked as he pulled Eleanora by the waist, so that there was no more reproach between them, and the two could feel their breath coming out irregularly.


"Yes that's right. " Eleanora answered with a glare, and adored. William also tilted his face eroding the distance of their faces until the second lip met, smearing very slowly, and just the two were lulled.


William let go of his panguut and whispered. "Arma la lacebolleta?" the whisper was raucous, barely audible.


πŸ‡ͺπŸ‡Έ Arrima la lacebolleta: a phrase used to describe close physical contact between two people. (source gulugulu.)


πŸ‡ͺπŸ‡Έ Dulce: Sweet


β˜€ VISUAL LOST IN MISSION.



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