Flavours Of Love

we were out of there. I released a frustrated breath, rolling the window down and resting my elbow on the frame, holdin

utside of those part

him, I responded, "

you doing a

nt to know or because you want

ort to your brother. And I'm asking because I just saved you from

ickered, rolling m

theart," he replied. "Why w

t a sigh. "Shirley took me out with her friends

you sti

t out, Castro, l

continued. "What h

king back but he pulled a knife on me, demanding money. When I refused to give him any, he started clawing at my dress, trying to rip it off, and somehow, I managed to t

interroga

the same," I scoffed. "You're a

n, not you," he said after a beat before t

y eyes traveling across ev

, he lacked his everyday suit and tie and only had a button-up on. His silv

ish green eyes he held, that smug and taunting smirk always playing on his lips, the way his jaw clenched as it did

ng with something strange about him that I failed to ever put my finger on. Maybe it was the mystery tha

a thing for tall guys,

someone, they would owe him much more. If he decided to hate someone, the battle would be over before ever beginning. And if someone was unlucky enough to get

still knew nothing about the man. Absolu

r for a meeting with Derek and my Dad, and Dad introduced me to him. Then I met him again

k, I was over it and it was far too late for conversation or apologies, I wanted n

to do with St

any deal with him didn't end

ct like you didn't r

was in no mood to deal with you last

just as devious as I reme

Castro," I sighed, closing up the window and leaning b

s the last time Stefano and