Fan Fiction |
by Faye_dreami_gal aka wingsarux23
Suddenly, from around the corner, an estimated group of twenty with daggers came charging at the young gangster.
“Fuck! I miscalculated,” muttered the youthful gangster while fleeing self-assuredly across the stream of traffic. Cars honked at the gangster who was leaping over cars to cross the street. He maneuvered along some obscure alleys and managed to come out on a crowded street bustling with people and activity. The young man of twenty four mingled with the crowd. Weaving through the crowds of pedestrians, he flipped open his cell phone to call his buddies.
“Jay, Edison. Send me some back-up. The fucking asshole literally sent a squad of his gang after me.”
On the other end of the phone, a drawling voice replied, “No problem man. Hang in there. We’ll meet with you later.”
Another voice jokingly said, “Yeah. Don’t get yourself chopped to pieces or else we’ll never speak to you again.”
“Thanks for reminding me.” The young gangster smirked, coolly putting his phone away while slipping into a mattress store. Arrogantly, he said to no one in particular, “Dare to mess with me? You don’t have the skills yet. They don’t call me Nicholas Tse for nothing.”
~CHARLENE’S POV~
I looked up as an attractive young man stepped into the store. He wore a black T-shirt and torn, faded blue jeans.
Immediately, I straightened my white blouse and black skirt and stepped towards him in my black heels. Assuming that he was a customer, as required of us, salespersons, I asked him as cheerfully as possible, “Good afternoon! How may I help you?”
“Get on the bed!” he ordered.
“Excuse me?” Had I heard correctly?
Evidently, I had. Without warning, he roughly pushed me back onto one of our king-sized mattresses on display, and rolled us over so that I covered his body.
Of course, my first instinct was to scream “Bloody Mary,” but before I could let out my blood-curdling shriek, the bastard had pressed his lips firmly against mine to silence me. I could feel my eyes widen in shock as I felt some tongue movement within my mouth. Pervert!
I lifted my head forcefully only to feel his broad hand with rough calluses push my head back down such that my lips contacted his once again.
Unable to remove myself from his powerful grip, I could only glare at the admittedly hot guy in front of me, but his attention was focused on the windows to my right.
Through the corner of my eyes, I discerned a jungle of gangsters with daggers running past the store. What the?! My gaze wandered back to the man underneath me. Without a doubt, he was a gang member himself.
What a jerk! All hot bad boy players are conceited jerks! Judging from his looks and adroit tonguing inside my mouth, he undeniably fit into that category. At least he was gentlemanly enough to put me on top so that I would not be flattened by him. However, why did I have a sinking feeling that his intentions were not so honorable, and were to only hide himself from the group of robust criminals running outside like animals in a jungle?
When the herd of rhinos outside was gone, I shoved myself off the guy and stood up.
Embarrassingly, I started to stutter. “Y-y-you - !”
Finally taking notice of me, the young guy raised his eyebrow mockingly. While still lying on the bed with his hands casually tucked behind his head, he mimicked me, “I-I-I – what? Tell me you didn’t enjoy it!” When I didn’t respond, he smirked and got to his feet.
Infuriated by his haughty egotistical manner, I slapped him hard across the face. “Leave or I’ll call the cops!”
Rubbing his red face, he looked at me from head to toe, which caused me to fidget nervously. Who knew what gangsters were capable of doing these days? Geez. He was making such a big deal out of it as though it was the first time he’d ever been slapped!
Finally, he nodded and left, but not before saying, “Crazy nutcase! You don’t even know how to kiss properly!”
I felt my cheeks flame up at his last remark. I don’t know how to kiss?! Excuse me! How I would just LOVE to show him right now!!! Hmf!
Luckily, my lady boss and other salespersons were out on vacation. Otherwise, they would not only have witnessed my swollen lips, but I could have been fired on the spot.
'Sesame chicken asshole! You almost got me fired!' I thought.