Every temptation inside of me wanted to pin Mila against the hood of my car and fuck the living daily lights out of her. Although I knew we were being watched, I could’ve just put her in my car and drove away. I didn’t want to do that though. I wanted to kiss her, claim her, and kill every single person who had looked at her lustfully tonight.
I found her first. How dare they look at her this way.
I couldn’t help but feel pissed off the entire time I drove Mila back to her home, debating if I should smooth talk my way into her place. I knew we had made an agreement that she wouldn’t fall for me, but that didn’t mean we couldn’t be fuck buddies. It’s obvious that she feels the same way I do by the way she looks at me.
“We’re here,” Mila murmured, allowing me to park the car.
Mila unbuckled her seatbelt before handing me her phone, “you might want to put your number in my phone so we can keep in contact about anything else you need me to do. I normally work during the day but I’m free afterward. If anything changes, I’ll make sure to let you know.”
I wanted to argue with her, to want more, but her words broke me out of my lustful thoughts. She was right, this is where our story ends tonight. The only time we need to be together is when I need her to play my fiancee. Nothing more, nothing less.
“Okay.” I grumbled, putting my number into her phone, “it was good working with you, Mila, I will get in touch with you once I need you again.”
I didn’t mean to sound so cold, but it was the only way I was going to keep my hands off of her. Mila took her phone back and got out of the car, setting the door behind her as she headed to the front door, glancing back for a split moment before disappearing inside.
What a strange woman, I thought to myself before driving off, not wanting to waste any more time.