17. Bikini bottom

Adriana Jensen

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“Adriana,” he called my name in a mocking tone. “You’re a naive virgin who doesn’t know anything about a man actually wanting her.” My cheeks bloomed red at the insult and I was already done with him. “So if you think you can handle me–“

I didn’t wait for him to finish before I ripped his hand away from my neck. I’d given him an opportunity and he couldn’t just shut up and take it. He just had to remind me that nobody wanted me.

I removed his jacket from my shoulders and threw it on the ground with anger. I tried to walk away but he didn’t let me this time. He grabbed my hand and backed me against the wall again, his eyes flashing dangerously. “Where do you think you’re going?”

“If you don’t want me, you can just say that. You don’t have to put it out that nobody wants me as well. It’s disrespectful.”

“Nobody wants you? Darling, you couldn’t be any further from the truth.”

Men liked my body, yes, but other than that, there was nothing special about me that would mak