“You’re coming with me.”
“On a motorcycle? Fat chance.”
Demid leans over me, squinting.
“Do you have options? Then I’ll say that you’re my girlfriend.”
“No one will believe you,” I whisper in horror, turning pale as I watch his eyes.
“Right now we’ll check,” he blurts out arrogantly and grabs my head with both hands, then leaves a steamy kiss on my lips—too sweet… one I’ll remember for a long time, because that kiss is my first. He pulls back. Even he looks out of sorts, but immediately changes his expression.
“Now we’ll see…”
Mилена: the first time I saw him, I already knew—my heart would never be at peace. He’s arrogant, bold, self-satisfied, and always surrounded by women’s attention. What does he have to do with me?! But one event turns everything upside down. How can I explain to him now that love between us can’t happen? Or maybe it can…