Chapter Sixteen - Belle of the ball...

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Kyla’s P.O.V “Do I really need to come to this thing tonight?” I groaned as we entered my bedroom, “I have had a long assed day, all I wanna do is sleep.” I added falling onto my bed. “Yes. I am sick and tired of a hundred questions when I show up to these things alone.” He said. He had roped me into attending some fancy party. Apparently to win some new accounts. Going to be full of businessmen and women, with their hot dates attached to their hips. Me being his date. I hate events like this. I prefer parties, fashion shows, balls…not events like this one. “I am sure you have many other hot women you could ask,” I said. “Well, I don’t want any of them to come with me. I want you.” He said. He came over, climbing onto the bed and leaning over me. I groaned, feeling his body agai

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