The Forbidden Beta

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and the mall, grab him around the shoulders and pulled him aside. They spoke briefly, their voices too low f

oat at the sheer grandeur of the place. The walls were adorned with intricate tapestries that seemed to c

, each fragrance vying for attention in a heady mix of sensuality and elegance. We made our way through the throngs of people toward our table, which w

and I wondered if they had forgotten about us in the excitement of the event. Resting my elbows on the table, I noticed a black costume mask l

I said to my sister, raisin

w. Perhaps it's part of th

around to see my mother approaching our ta

guys," my sister mumbled fro

r said as she took her seat. "The

ter pointed to the costume mask in front of

ts," my mother explained. "It's part of the dress code

mask only added to the sense of mystery and intrigue surrounding the night. As I tried to fit the mask on, I felt a sharp pinch on the side of

room. My face turned red with embarrassment as I realized he had seen me making a fool of myself. I quickly looked away, pretending not to notice him. After what se

id, holding up the brok

he said, handing me his mask. Gratefully, I took the mask from him and placed it over my face, feeling a sense of excitement building inside me as the l

" my dad asked as I g

replied, feeling a little self-consc

, and I couldn't help but feel slightly embarrassed. Finally, I reached the restroom and pushed open the door, grateful for the moment of pr

that was playing from the speakers on the roof. The music was soothing, and it helped to calm m

backward and muttered under my breath, I was caught off guard by the sudden, unexpected presence of the brown-haired hunk. I looked up at him, my eyes meeting his

heart was pounding in my chest as he slowly started walking towards me, his eyes locked onto mine. With every s

eel a sense of excitement building in my chest. There was something about th

intense and penetrating, and I found myself lost in their depths. I could feel his brea

scared, but at the same time, I couldn't help but feel a sense of desire buil

a jolt of electricity shoot through my body as I responded to the kiss, my hands reaching up to tan

again. "I'm sorry," he said, his voice low and apologe

feeling a sense of excitement building in my chest. This was it