It was a Monday morning, the sun was brightly shining, different sounds could be heard: birds were chirping from the nearby trees outside, a barking sound of Alexander, Pacholo's precious dog, and the faint but hurried steps of the workers inside the mansion. But what really woke Stefani up wasn't any of these aforementioned sounds. Rather, it was a memory of a certain someone's lips and his low seductive voice.
"Stefani."
"Stefani."
"Stefani-~"
Stefani frowned in her sleep then snapped her eyes open. She sat up and warily looked around. It had been two days since that kissing incident happened and it never failed to haunt her both in her dreams and reality.
Stefani angrily punched her innocent bed like a mad puppy. She buried her face on the pillow, screaming curses, yelling about ho
