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urst into

watched her change, hoping it would. "So are you inviting

k and anyone they choose to

't be at the party,"

d rest, but I'd love it if you w

I'll head b

prob

I promise that when I become financially stable, I'll call for a grand party on your birthday because you are the best,

ned to me and I love you too," she leaned closer to me a

was an off-shouldered one, short and glittering. I put a lot of e

my friend how people compliment her in the dress and she thanked me for that. However, I felt r

her a happy birthday, I kissed her and wen

footsteps behind me so I turned my chair around to see a drunk man staggering. He must have been

he did something stupid l

ir," I walked closer to him,

as stunned when he looked at me and paused bu

ce in my heart. I had just admired his beard. I loved how he shaped it around his jaws. Thi

little because I was shorter. What was I thinking when I came to help a drunk man out of the room? He was stronger th

ned closer. "Don't be hilarious, sir. You are drun

ng at me as if you haven't

"Don't flatter y

u rolled your eyes

se leave my room." I

ng me so I looked at him, frownin

lips, do you desperate

His mouth tasted good, like alcohol, and when I wanted to push him

doing this, Mister

e me more drun

ting him have his way by pushing me to the bed as he rocked my m

than used to manipulate me into having sex with him. I definitely wasn't

my body to the bed. I resisted by using my

om. I should have done that before he kissed me. I began to regret that

eft him in front of the do

ou not like

you mad?!" I was mad at him

on't be upset. I'm so

you forced me to

and I'm

to the bathroom and washed my mouth so I'd stop smelling the alcohol in my mouth. When I realized that I

pushover again. I felt dissatisfied because, to me, it appeared that I hadn't l