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02. Sweet Dreams

Why didn't I go to the cops?

The man that I worked for, was powerful out in Manhattan.

I'd been working for him illegally as a stripper at the age of sixteen. Why did I do it?

Because I wanted to be like Cardi B, and score a record deal with my amazing rapping skills when a top guy from the music industry walked in. Disc scracth That wasn't why I did it. I love Cardi but I'm not rapper.

I had no choice, against that mobster.

He blew my adoptive uncle's brain out since he couldn't clear the 350.000 dollar debt he owed, and he was about to blow my aunt's head off next, but I shielded her and said I'd sell him my soul if she spared our life.

Thankfully the mafia devil Carlos had a heart and didn't blow our brains out.

For years I slaved to repay his debt, but in return, I had to dance in his bar. But when he found out about my not-so-human secret Carlos had more than just a change of heart. He demanded to know what I was, and since he'd aimed a gun at my head, I'd spilled the tea.

I am known as an Apsara. More like a half-angel. Minus the wings. I have powers in my blood and touch and he strangely tasted my blood by accident when I was chopping my carrots for my salad so fast. The blade hit my finger and I cut myself. I was just about to place it under the water, but Carlos came out of nowhere and smirked.

I still felt chills down my spine when he sucked at my blood and what freaked me out, was when he flashed his eyes blue at me.

Something was off about him too, but he never told me what he was.

I still got nightmares about him, but ever since I came to this place surrounded by mountains and lakes. There was some kind of peace, that made me forget about him.

In fact, this town made me feel safe.

It did until this random guy started texting me out of the blue.

{Kiran} I'm tired stalker, leave me alone.

{Unknown} Want me to come over and give you a massage?

This creep!

{Kiran} Thank you stalker, but I've got my boyfriend for that.

Jaxson was an amazing boyfriend. He was cute funny and a hot nerd. He was training to be a cop and soon to be an FBI agent once he passed his exams. However, he'd been extremely busy with his cop brother who'd whisked him away on some secret boot camp training.

{Unknown} Boyfriend? Kiran, the only boyfriend you'll have is me.

Kiran scoffed.

{Kiran} In your dreams stalker.

{Unknown} Sweet dreams then Kiran XOXO

I shook my head and blocked his number once again.

I then had my shower, slipped into my comfy PJs and got to bed. I then switched of the lamp light on the side of the table. Shutting my very tired eyes, I let sleep take over me.

But that night.

I had a strange dream.

~ Dreaming ~

I was back at the diner and it was past 11 pm.

I'd turn the last wooden chair upside down on the table. I grabbed my mop and dunked it in the water. After wringing the excess water out in the dark grey bucket, I started mopping away, whilst listening to some Arriana Grande in the background on the Spotify App. When suddenly I heard the door chime.

I didn't look up, only said 'We're closed'

'Is that right?' Came a familiar voice making me look up from the floor.

Ok, what is he doing her? More over, why did he close the door behind him?

I couldn't help but shamelessly check him out.

Bad Kiran!

'Ummm, you can't be in here, sir?'

What was Blueish/Greyish eyes doing here, why was he looking at me in a dark lustful way?

Without a word.

My thighs clenched together as he started walking over to me in a predetory silence. I suddenly felt like a gazel and he was the lion in the room.

His ice-cold striking electric eyes then darted towards my B sized chest.

My heart pounded.

Was I in trouble?

Was he going to crush my hand too?!

I nervously gulped. I kind of feared him when he painstakingly did that to ugly biker guy last week. His act, horrified me to my bones. I don't even know how I managed to serve him coffee earliar, without shaking my hand.

With his crazy aura radiating of off him, he kept on stalking towards me, whilst looking at with his sudden bedroom eyes. I gulped, the rooms just got hot again, when he kept his eyes delicioulsy on my chest.

"Hey! Eyes up here, what do I look like? A piece of meat to you?" I snapped my anger rose in my tone of voice.

In reality, I'd never raise my voice at him. But since this was a dream I allowed myself to stand up to him, and even fired him an angry look, that said 'Hey! F^ck off!'

His striking hooded eyes then drew away from my strange hard n!ppy chest and went over to my lips, then eyes, like he was staring right into my soul.

He looked at me like I was his.

Something was off about him. His eyes flashed silver at me dangerously, making me gasp out afraid.

What the f^ck is he?!

I nervously gulped as a smirk twitched upon his handsome poker face. My angry features died when he started getting closer towards me. My worry doubled as he began rubbing his chin with a short beard upon it.

"L-listen Mr, If you don't lll...Leave, I'll...I'll call the... Ccc..cops!" I stammered as he locked eyes dead with mine, making me nervous like a train wreck. My eyes brimmed with tears, as I felt his insanely high intimidating nature. What was he going to do to me?

My heart boomed in my chest as I slowly started to back away from him, with each step he took towards me.

Run

I knew I couldn't fight him off. Just look at him! He's 6ft4 with muscles hiding beneath that dark suit of his. He smirked again sensing my fear.

Run

No I couldn't fear him. That was a sign of weakness, and guys like him probably fed of off weakness like it thrilled them.

"Stop walking towards me! Or I'll hurt you!" I found my confident voice again and controlled the trembling beating of my heart. I went to raise my mop, and went to strike at him, but in one swift move, he caught the stick and flung it away making it crash to the side, without tearing his gaze from mine. I nervously gulped.

I was so f^cked.

Like a dark storm, he kept on coming, and before I shakily took another step away from him, he grabbed me by my hips and pulled me closer to him. My hands crashed upon his chest as I looked up, seeing him staring right at me, with his beautiful striking greyish/blueish eyes. A tear escaped my eye, thanks to his intimidating aura.

"Ww..What do you want?" I whispered out, unable to push him away, or run for that matter.

We held a look.

A look that said many things in the moment of silence, I couldn't explain.

I could only hear the wild pounding of my heart.

He stroked my cheek, brushing away the tear from my face in a tender way. But his next action upon my face caused a wild chill to run down my spine when he brushed his thumb upon my lips. Sensually.

My core throbbed as I looked up at him in a sudden heated gaze.

"You." He whispered back to me, and then he dipped his head down and crashed his hot lips into mine.

My heart pounded in my chest excitedly wiping all the fear I felt for him away. Butterflies danced, I closed my eyes and gave into his insatiable kiss. I couldn't explain why I kissed him back. It was like this crazy unexplainable spell of lust I was under, and I didn't want it to stop.

The craving to kiss him was bad, each time he walked in the diner. I felt like rushing in his arms for no reason and making out with him.

What a crazy thought coming from a very horny girl.

Each time he locked eyes with mine, there was that high element, of want. Of need.

But I always managed to control my lusty self, around him in reality.

"Mmm♡♡♡?" I released an unconscious moan, and I felt his lips twitch to the side.

Greyish/Bluish eyes then hoisted me up. I gasped wrapping my legs around him, and held on to his shoulders. He then carried me back and placed me on the counter of the bar. Taking his hand he slipped it behind my neck and pulled me into another sweet tantalising kiss, making more butterflies in my stomach dance.

F^ck was he doing to me?

"Open up fiorella mia." He whispered seductively by my dream catcher dangling earing as he swiped his tongue upon my bottom lip, holding me by my waist. I couldn't resist not knowing what he'd taste like and I opened up. He slid his hot tongue inside of me making me unconsciously moan out more "Mmm♡♡♡?" I eagerly kissed him back with hard succulent kisses. Then he played his mouth down towards my neck and I held him close as he n!pped and sucked at my sudden sweet spot.

"Ahhnn♡♡♡" I cried out, arching my back to his hard scucclent hot kiss.

What the hell was happening to me?!

I grabbed his head and pulled it back to mine and smashed my lips to him loving the way he kissed.

He was getting me hot and bothered and I loved it.

But then his hand started rubbing me up and down my thigh. Pleasure erupted inside of me and my core started aching and getting w3t.

"Ti voglio... ti voglio così tanto." He said in his husky foreign tone.

"What?" I asked lost in translation, whilst slowly panting away.

He then played his hand by short zipper, upon my crotch and I grabbed his hand with my shaky one and pulled away from him snapping my eyes open, to his sudden silver glowing ones.

DRRRIIIIIINNNNNNNNGGGGGG!!!!!

~ End of dream ~

The sound of my alarm bell made me sit up from my bed, strangely feeling a strong sensation by my lips and neck.

A breeze came through my room and my eyes darted across my small room, towards my window.

Weird, didn't I close it last night?

Fresh images of bluish-greyish eyes danced in my head. A blush crept up my cheeks as I heavily sighed when I grabbed my pillow to my chest, and groaned through it, tossing and turning on it in my bed.

My whole body still felt aroused. I couldn't understand why my lips felt like they were swollen and why my South felt like it had suddenly flooded down there.

Crap, did I have a wet dream about my bluish/greyish eyes?!

I scratched my head shaking my head at myself.

No.

No, it's just nothing.

Just a silly dream.

You'll get over it, because it's not going to happen again.

Because the next dream it'll be with your boyfriend.

Not panty hot dropping, hand crushing guy from the diner Kiran.

God, why do I feel like I'm going straight to hell for having a w3t dream about a guy who is way, out of my league! Scratch that, I had a dream about a gut who isn't my boyfriend!

Shutting off my alarm, I then flung my legs over the bed and walked lazily towards my bathroom. I stretched out and passed by my mirror when I suddenly noticed a strange mark upon my neck.

Weird.

Did I scratch myself in my sleep last night?

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