Marcel’s POV
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“What do you think you're doing?” I asked Alana who just stared back at me, I was not amused by her antics, but she was so persistent coming forward to trace my face, her hands felt like glass shards on my skin.
I then picked up her robe ad threw it back at her from her face she looked stunned at my rejection, she has never been rejected especially when naked and waiting
I turned to hold the last of my resolve as she wore her robe and moved forward to me
“Get the f**k out of my room Alana I do not have time for this”
“Why? Why don't you see me!? And why don't you see that I'm in love with you Marcel” she called hysterically moving forward to try to coerce by touching my chest which I stopped in time
“You think I would cheat on Nessa?
This is already night time a
