11 Chapter 11. Player and the played (1/2)

Islinda's hand brushed past Roselia, took a shampoo bottle from the desk. She was surely impressed seeing the neatly displayed desk. Her eyes filled with adoration for Roselia. If it was her, she wouldn't have really minded it and just let it be. However, Roselia was unlike her.

Showing the shampoo bottle to Roselia, Islinda smiled cheekily at her, ”Will be back in 10 minutes. ”

She stated as she dived inside the bathroom. Seeing Islinda out of sight, Roselia heaved a sign, ” Looks like she is the type to play around,” she remarked, caressing her heavy beating heart.

Roselia shook her head because of the blow created by Islinda. With the room to herself for sometime, she choosed to lay down on the bed.

She sprinted towards the bed, closed her eyes. Never did she imagine the first thing she would see when she closed her eyes was Ethan. Even though his lingering gaze felt uncomfortable to her, his perfect handsome face surely grabbed her heart.

After him, she remembered what happened with Vivian. That was truly embarrassing for the second meeting. She couldn't help but her body's temperature rise remembering the incident on 9th floor. That was truly intense.

She initially thought the girl who had an anger look would definitely shout at Roselia for disturbing. However the girl urned to be an easy going girl and smiled at Roselia instead. Such a sweet girl.

As her thoughts wandered to the sir, who gave her course sheet, she felt a tinge of fear enveloping her little heart. He was so scary and seemed very dangerous to approach.

”I wish I wouldn't meet him in near future, ” She spoke loudly, thinking it was only her in this small room.

”Whom do you not wish to meet. Is that a boy? You got a thing for him? ” Islinda's voice came from the dress cabinet, which was nearly at the corner of the room.

” You came. I didn't notice it, ” Roselia mentioned still not completely coming out of her dazedness.

”You would have... ” She walked near Roselia, gave a flick to Roselias's forehead with her hand, ”If this didn't wander around. ” She chucked lightly.

Roselia pouted unknowingly, her hand instinctively grabbed her forehead where she got hit. She could clearly see the separation between Islinda's breast when she bent down to give her a blow.

Islinda had still wrapped in a towel. Water dripping from her wet hair, water slowly travelling through her face, then to her neck,then to her cleavage, giving a very seductive vibe. If it was a boy, he would have long ago forgot what was rationality.

Gulping down a huge load of saliva to wet her dry throat, Roselia spoke, ” Why don't you put on some clothes before continuing our talk. ”