CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND FIFTEEN ROSE?..

•MAE• I tried shifting away from him, but he pulled me close. It wasn't as if the feeling of his organ on me was something I was scared of, but I just found myself moving forward. My actions were short-lived when he grabbed my waist and pulled me closer. “I'm waiting..” he said, pretending like he wasn't doing anything intentional. “It's my first time,” I said again, feeling his cold lips on my cheeks. “It doesn't matter. There's always a first time for everything. Give me a name,” he said with a cold kiss on my shoulder. “No, you should pick one,” I said. “No, you give me from your mind,” he said, and I released myself from his grip, turning to him fully. “Well, I have a lot of names for you,” I said. “Okay?..” His expression even portrayed his anticipation. “You are the man I fell deeply for, the father of my kids and unborn ones, the only man that makes me flash the prettiest smile, the one that makes my heart skip a beat, the cutest, the sweetest, the loveliest…” I paused