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Chapter Treinta (30)

Easy. It's a no.

Simple no.

And he will accept it.

No.

Easy.

Just, no.

No.

Deny him.

Hold on, if I overthink this I'll say yes and my dumb ass will get deeper in trouble.

Anyways, a no will let me take a bath alone.
"Sure." I say.
DAMN ME. This is exactly why I want to stop overthinking.
I just should get awarded Idiot of the year and Dumbass of the year.

Good job, now I got myself deeper into the rabbit hole. Nice.

He smiles widely and pulls me I nearly would've fell if I didn't land on his chest. I got away from him and stood straight, ignoring the fact of what he just did.
He led me to the bathroom and man, it looked... Romantic. There were candles lit everywhere, rose petals lied around. It was also foggy with the steam. I noticed the bathtub was oversized, enough for two to go in, maybe a bit larger than that.

I hated the sight.

I looked up at him with the corner of my eyes. He was grinning at me. It send shivers down my spine.

"Take your clothes off."

"Huh??" Taking a step back, I look at him. Sweat drops down my forehead.

"You heard me, liebling. Take your clothes off." He repeats, this time shooting a glare at me.

I, avoiding confrontation, nod. "Alright, but turn around." I say, holding tight the cloth of my shirt.

"Nein. Now, go on." His voice deepens, I inhale deeply and with all of my hatred  I take my clothes off.

(THIS IS NOT TURNING INTO A LEMMON/SMUT. SHUT UP. But still, it's just to show you about pushing boundaries. I won't specify who's, that's for you to find out.)

His eyes look and down, shivers run down my spine. My cheeks burning hot from the anger and embarrassment boiling inside me.

Without exchanging anything, he walks me to the bathtub which is filled with water and soap. And petals. My feet go on first, then I slowly crouch down, pressing my knees against my bare chest.

He gets in the bathtub soon after I do. He sits down with his arms on the edges and his legs wide open. Only his knees popping out of the water.

I mentally died, this was awkward for me and holy hell do I wish I was never born.

I grab the shampoo and start rubbing my hair. He gets closer, his hands extended to me. "May I?" He asks at the same time he starts doing it.
Why was he asking me if he was doing it already? Such a pointless question.

I turn around, my back facing him.

Once my hair was done, he proceeded to rub my back. My back arched at his touch, a squeak also escaped from my mouth.

"Is your back sensitive?" It's all he asks. I frown and turn to him. "it's ticklish, and technically yes.  Don't do that again. Stop." I say.

He presses his hand against my back, his touch makes me freeze. He starts rubbing soap, causing me to arch my back every now and then.

All of a sudden, he pulls me close to him, his hands on my waist. I hold my hand on the edge like a cat. "Ay, the fuck are you doing? I still want my personal space. Stop it already." I say, holding back myself from shouting at him.

That sweet behavior of his pisses me off, he's definitely not the type to be like that. He's not lovey-dovey, but he's angry or stabby-stabby.

He smirks at me, this time pressing himself against me, including... Oh no, holy shit.
I push him away and corner myself. I splash soapy water on him, he groans in pain and covers his eyes, trying to rub away the soap.

"I HAVE MY LIMITS. And you sure crossed them, I shall stop right here, right now!" I yell at him.

He squints his now red eyes at me, and a horrifying, blood-stopping smirk appears on his face. "This makes me to love you even more."

I push away my fear, anger replacing its place. I yell at him, "GO FUCK YOURSELF YOU MANIAC."

"Oh, I will~" he grins. I blankly stare at him.

He gets out of the bathtub, wraps himself in a towel and before living he kisses my forehead. Then I was truly alone.

"Man, I fucked up so bad. I need to invoke a demon or something. Kyle or France... Who shall I invoke with my godly power?" I sigh to myself.

By godly power, I mean, use my phone that is in, 13% because I forgot to charge it.

I can call Kyle easily, he can then somehow get here and tell France about me being trapped. But he surely would try to do it all himself and he could also get himself in trouble, which is no good. Two humans in a country world? Nah man, that seems too much.

I can also try and dial France, but his phone number is unknown to me so it can take a while. But it isn't impossible.

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Choose one option:

•FRANCE.

•KYLE.

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Published: Spooktober 12, 2020.

Guess who wants to bring Kyle into this story :), yeah! It me!

Totally unnecessary character, but hey, he deserves more attention. It's my book and I do what I want, but it's your choice and I shall respect it.