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Fight For A Flower

Chapter 4 I do not have a girlfriend

Word Count: 1301    |    Released on: 28/05/2023

d, relieved to find him and not he

- only long and carried in a ponytail and deep dark circles only nodded in r

sness that I hated to manifest. He took a sip from his nearly empty glass

commented, feigning interest in the show and feel

lie detector on his fingers, it would

had shrugged her shoulders and was looki

... is

art. He got up from the table and opened the refrigerator "I just got up too. I

topped him. He felt the brush of her soft fingers clos

him, scrutinizing the inside of the refrigerator. She brought out a new bo

ntino, who had remained silent

led out a bowl from one of her pantries, having rummaged through it for about ten m

She answered. There was no pretense in her voice, it was the simple impudence of

sed to. She supposed it was a

as being projected on the television screen. He took hold of his glass again, taking a sip of a ju

ight in the bathroom, was still present and clear enough to mak

ly s

as wearing a somewhat informal change of clothes... and revealing, taking into account that she had barely seen her and noticed unequivocally that she was not

about it. But for the

d be twenty-five years old, he was not a fourteen-year-old lad who barely "warm

y Ale

st in time before he began to bump himself agai

tending a simplicity worthy of a questi

Luke has told me that they hardly ever see you at home,

ve a damn ?! Furthermore, he is the one w

ghts "It's just a bad sales streak or that's what my father calls him. He seeme

es hung in the air, formi

hought that was why he said he would probabl

young woman so he managed to open a conversation. Maybe that would de-stress him a bit. Heh, that b

l he realized that the pink-haired girl wa

swered simply "It's been a quiet

k, he reminded himself, trying n

xa sat to the right of him and placed in front of him a plate with four p

" he managed to say,

mptied what seemed to Santino the enti

led her closer to him. Very close to

to serve yourself

s bothered when the dishes are worn

ys or doesn't say? Besides, that's wha

y felt that she should have said it. She noted th

ro

ost extinct sense of taste noticed the warm and soft sandwich of bread, perceiving a subtle flavor That was far from

no

emain" She argued. She gave Santino a mischievous look

has my nosy littl

you mean

a box of dangos. Either that or you have

mething unintelligi

a girlfriend,"

tone of voice. An air beyond the simple habit of repeat

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“A bastard like him shouldn't have her ... A woman like her shouldn't be wasting herself on someone who doesn't know how to treat a lady. She does not interest me what they think, she will be for me. I am the one who will make her enjoy it and worship as the goddess that she is. Go ahead, you can judge me ... but I want and want for myself, my brother's wife. And I won't stop until I get it. My name is Santino and this is the story of how an unusual woman snatched away the calm and peace that she had in my life. Alexa came to me in the simplest way possible and without doing anything to get my attention, but my brother was the trigger that the passion that existed in me focused on his girl, and in his attempt to be better than me, he committed the mistake of unleashing a forbidden love between her and me.”