The Bastard

She'd wanted him for as long as she could remember.

He wasn't interested.


Marlee wasn't a bad looking woman, she had men offering her dates left, right and centre. She had regular fuck buddies, people she could call when she got horny.

But everytime they pounded away at her, she would think of him.


She couldn't think of him as Ben- the nickname was too neighbourhood friendly, too guy-next-door.

Benjamin wasn't like that.

He was a bastard.

Silvery blonde hair and deep green eyes that undressed every woman that took his fancy. He knew what he had- effortless sex appeal and charm that no one could refuse. He didn't do relationships, Marlee had seen many women doing the walk of shame minutes after he had finished with them, seeing as she lived across the apartment complex from him.

Her window overlooked the hallway that led to the deep black door that led to his chamber of seduction, and she paid close

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