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The Playboy’s Downfall novel Chapter 101

“SO, we don’t have a label? So, you just have sex with me for no reason?” Becca inquired straightly.

Apollo arched his brow as he rested his arms on the sofa. He bit his lower lip and nodded.

Becca scoffed. “Fine. Suppose that’s what you want. So, if I hooked up with another guy, it’s also fine, right?”

Apollo’s playful smile suddenly faded. “Don’t you dare,” he warned.

Becca arched her brow, and a grin crept into her lips. “Who are you? What do we have? We do not commit. I can hook up with any man I want—”

“Is that your choice?” Apollo interrupted as he stood up.

Becca looked up to meet his eyes. “Yes.”

Apollo smirked. “Then go on. Don’t blame me if I will cut the throats of those men—”

“What?”

“Try me, Rebecca,” Apollo uttered as he pierced his eyes into hers.

Becca formed a sly smirk on her lips. “Really, Apollo? You’re gonna do it?”

Apollo squinted his eyes as he gazed at her sternly. “Yes. I will kill those men—”

“Then you will be going to kill yourself?” Becca interrupted as she turned away and walked towards the stairs.

And when she’s on the third step, Apollo grabs her in the arm.

“What—shit!” she cursed when Apollo climbed up and was dragging her. “What the hell—”

“Just shut up, and we’re gonna talk,” he uttered, which made Becca creep a sly smirk on her lips.

“Talk?” she grinned, “Are you sure it’s just a talk?” she asked. However, Apollo completely ignores her until they go inside Apollo’s room.

Becca couldn’t help but form a sly smirk on her lips when their gaze met. “What now? What are we going to talk about?”

Apollo went silent for a minute and didn’t bother to answer. He just keeps on shooting his stern look.

She arched her brow. “What now?” She’s starting to get impatient. She broke down their gaze as she walked towards the couch and sat. She took a deep breath and sighed.

“Come on. I’m already sleepy—”

“Do you have feelings for me?” he asked suddenly, making Becca’s jaw drop as she slowly turned to look at him.

Apollo walked closer and sat across her. “I’m asking if you have feelings for me—” he paused when Becca snorted.

She arched her brow. “Are you numb? Or just stupid?” Becca doesn’t know what to do with Apollo anymore. He’s acting as if he doesn’t know, even if he knew it all along. “Aren’t you aware of it? Isn’t it obvious? I like you, Apollo. Is that enough for a confession?” She let out a sarcastic laugh.

“I don’t know what’s gotten into you. If you don’t like me, just get to the point. That’s simple,” she uttered.

Apollo’s sighed. “You’re too young for me—”

“Oh, come on. Cut the crap! We already had sex. You already tasted me… and now, I’m still young?” She scoffed. “Fuck your shit!” she added and stood up. “Guess I need to leave. You’re just wasting my time with your useless shits!”

Becca was about to open the door when the arm halted her. “I’m sorry—it’s just that—”

“Oh, come on. Coward finds reasons. So, don’t me,” Becca replied as she stared at his stern eyes. “Let go of me. I’m leaving,” she added and tried to get out of his grip, but he won’t let go of her.

Becca sighed in defeat. “Why are you not letting me—” she didn’t finish her words when Apollo pulled her closer to him, making their lips press to each other.

Becca’s eyes are still wide open in awe, but Apollo already closes his as if he will be going to savor the moment.

Apollo’s hand went to her waist as he pulled her closer, deepening their warm bodies together… until they started to share passionate kisses and lusty touch.

She closes her eyes as she lets her system be taken with the flow. She could feel the warmth of his every touch, awakening her cells. Suddenly, his tongue went inside her mouth and started to battle with hers.

He sucked her tongue, making her groan in between. His touch went up… until it found her right breast.

Becca admits that she’s starting to get drawn to his kisses.

Apollo moved forward as she drew backward without them, breaking the kiss. And she gasped when she felt her back touch the comfy sheets.

Apollo’s kisses and touches became aggressive, roaming all around her breasts. His lips nibbled hers until they went down to her jaw, making her move her head to the right side, giving him better access.

Her libido rushed up, and the tingling sensation boosted up. She moaned when his lips went down to her neck… to her collarbone, then suddenly… Apollo pulled the hem of her blouse and took it off, leaving her brassiere on, then went back to claim her lips again.

One moment, she felt Apollo’s hand at her back, making her arch it and finally unclasped her brassiere, then he just tossed it away.

Apollo stopped and moved up as he took off his shirt, and when he got back, her breasts and tips touched his broad chest, which added more fuel to the fire.

The heat started to level up. His touch started to wander, and it started into her pile. Apollo kneaded it like playing a dough. He moved his hand circularly and then suddenly tweaked its nipple.

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