Episode-7
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Before you proceed, dear reader, I implore you to revisit the six episode
Mex stepped back, exhaling sharply, trying to steady himself. But the moment his gaze landed on Ella, his breath caught
She was still leaning against the wall, her chest rising and falling rapidly, her face flushed a deep shade of red. Her lips were slightly parted, her eyes dazed, and for the first time—Mex had nothing to say
She looked… utterly so seductive
His eyes flickered downward—only for his entire body to freeze
The thin fabric of her top did nothing to hide how her body reacted to their closeness. Her nipples pressed firmly against the material, teasing him in ways that made his fingers twitch with the urge to touch
Mex Allen
(gritted teeth, looking away) Shit…
His throat went dry, his restraint hanging by a thread. The warmth of her body still lingered on his skin, the softness he had felt against him sending a dangerous heat rushing through him
Ella, still dazed, blinked up at him, her voice soft, breathless
That single word made him snap. His jaw clenched, his hands fisting at his sides
Mex Allen
(low, strained) Damn it, princess… do you even realize what you’re doing to me?
Ella blinked again, confused—until she noticed where his gaze had just been
Her eyes widened in horror
Ella
(gasps, arms flying over her chest) Y-You—PERVERT!
Mex Allen
(chuckles darkly, smirking) Not my fault you’re reacting so easily to me, sweetheart
Ella
(furious, face burning) You—you were staring at my—!
Mex Allen
(raises a brow, teasing) Your?
Ella
(stammering) D-Don’t make me say it, you asshole!
Mex Allen
(laughs) Oh, baby, I don’t need you to say it. I already felt it
Ella's face burned hotter, her breath catching as she realized what he meant. Her whole body stiffened as she stumbled back against the wall
Ella
(whispers, flustered) S-Shut up…
Mex Allen
(chuckles, voice thick with desire) Why? Embarrassed that you sounded so needy for me?
Ella
(glares, heart racing) I hate you!
Mex Allen
(tilts her chin up, smirking) And yet… your body says otherwise
Ella
(hissing) Let me go before I slap you, Mex
Mex Allen
(grins) Slap me? When I just had you moaning my name?
Ella
(stammers) T-That was—!
Mex Allen
(leaning in, whispers against her ear) That was you enjoying my touch, sweetheart.
Ella’s stomach twisted, her legs feeling weak. Mex watched her with a dangerous glint in his eyes, enjoying every second of her frustration
And for the first time, she realized—she had completely lost control of this game
Name~ Mex
Age~ 16
Role~ Ella's boyfriend
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