Chapter 15
I cleaned up their messes in the small living room before I decided to rest. I was lying down when I heard the bedroom door open so I turned around. I saw the woman rushing out.
"Hey, Ria!" Zoren chased.
"FUCK YOU! I AM NOT RIA!" the woman shouted angrily when she looked back at Zoren. I immediately stood up.
It looks like they will fight in front of me. Oh my!
"Uh... Lea?" Zoren's seemingly hesitant response to the woman.
"SHIT! IT'S MIA! MIA, OKAY? IT'S MIA! NOT RIA, LEA OR ELISA! MY NAME IS MIA!" Mia screamed again, still struggling with anger.
"How could you forget and moan different names while reaching your fucking climax?" she said while walking briskly.
"HEY, MIA! WE'RE NOT DONE YET!" Zoren shouted but the woman didn't listen and continued to walk out of the suite.
"Ugh!" Zoren groaned. She irritably ruffled his hair.
I gulped as I disrespectfully observed him without even a cover. I shamelessly stared at his pet that's now standing and looks like it's very proud of its position.
I didn't think it was that long and big. Maybe it's very painful when inserted.
"Hey, maid!" he called me. I immediately looked away. He seems to have just now returned to his senses.
"W-what?" I replied without looking at him.
"Do you want to continue?"
I frowned. What am I going to continue?
"Of what?"
"Mia left without finishing what was being done. So I want you to continue and finish what she's supposed to be done."
"Sorry?" I said sarcastically.
"Oh! Come on! As-if you weren't shamelessly staring at my length just now. I know you want this too, Melissa."
I frowned and looked back at him. I saw him walk towards me and completely expose his naked body.
"What the hell, Zoren! Get dressed!"
"What? I've been like this even before. And now that you're here... I don't think I'm the one who needs to adjust," he said laughing, as if he was still comforting me.
My eyes lit up as I looked at him. Not because of any other reason but because of my annoyance and irritation with him and I'm running out of patience.
"Come on, Mel. I know you like me too."
I raised both eyebrows. For a few moments I gradually laughed sarcastically. Where did he get that information? And why is he the only one who knows?
I shook my head before heading to the room. I took a white towel from the cabinet and immediately returned to the living room where Zoren was. I immediately handed it to him.
"Here."
But instead of accepting it, he just raised an eyebrow at me.
"Tss..." I couldn't do anything other than hug him with the towel to cover at least the lower part of his body.
I was distracted by him.
"I said I'll do it. I'll adjust for you. It's embarrassing if it's you, isn't it?" I said sarcastically.
He just giggled and looked so comforting to me. While I was irritated with him. Just a little bit more and he will be able to taste me- No! My slap! He's going to taste my slap!
I was shaking my head as I watched him laugh.
"Why did you choose to be a fuckboy? You are not fit for that. Being a fuckboy is only for men who can be proud. You don't fit to be a fuckboy when you have lesser size."
I saw how his laughter gradually disappeared from his lips. Satisfied of what I saw, I smirked. Then I turned my back on him and went to the sofa. I lay down and immediately covered myself with a blanket.
"W-wait... Are you saying that mine is small?" His voice showed that he couldn't believe what I said.
I bit my bottom lip. I held back my laughter because after a few moments he was just now able to react to what I said.
"Are you serious about what you're saying, Melissa? Did you look carefully? Everyone says I'm long. Are you saying they're lying to me?"
"If you're going to be a fuckboy, you should be 12 inches. I don't think yours will reach 7."
I immediately snorted.
"FUCK! ARE YOU BLIND?" he shouted, making me jump. But I stayed under the blanket.
I think I annoyed him.
"Wait. I'll go get some measuring tape. I'll prove to you that my length is long. Just wait and see, Melissa Loyola."
I heard his footsteps leaving so I slowly removed the blanket. I saw him going to the room.
"I can't believe this is happening," I muttered.
After a while, I saw him leave the room. Carrying a measuring tape and naked again. The white towel I hugged her earlier is gone.
I hid under the blanket again.
"Look, it's 10. No, it's 10. 5. It might not be 12 but I'm sure this one will give you the best blast you'll ever have. Don't underestimate it, Mel because it can paralyze you with just one thrust," his voice was serious and without a hint of humor when he said.
I closed my eyes tightly. It seems wrong to joke with a drunk.
"Hey! Are you sleeping? Don't you wanna see it?" he said and shook me.
I was immediately nervous that he might remove the blanket and might even paralyze me. So what I did was I fell asleep and snored loudly.
"Are you really asleep?"
He sighed.
After a few moments of silence I thought he had left. I was about to take a peek when I heard him speak again.
"I've waited for so long. I waited for you for so long. And you're being unfair. You don't remember me. It's a pity that I only remember you, Melissa. You forgot me and your promises to me. I don't know what happened but you are very unfair."