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Author's pov
"Fvck!" Bryan hissed under his breath as he punched the steering wheel.
"Why the fvck can't I stop thinking about her?!" He asked himself.
'This wasn't p-part of t-the c-contract'
Yes, that's right. It wasn't part of the contract, he wasn't supposed to touch her.
Then, where is this attraction and desire coming from?
No.
This needed to stop. He busy himself with work but it just wasn't good enough for her face and words kept circling in his mind. Not even with the scenario that happened just now.
He quickly dialed a number on his phone.
"Yeah," the other person spoke over the phone.
"I need a girl," he ordered, "Young, probably in her late teens or early twenties. Asap!" He barked and hung up. He was feeling too overwhelmed.
No,
