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Untamed Librarian – Season 1 – [Episode 1 – 12]

THE SCENT 🥀🌺*
(WHEN THE RICH MAN FALL IN LOVE WITH A BEGGAR)

*EPISODE 15🌷*
(STEALING A KSS FROM HER!)

*DWAYNE’S POV 🌹*

*NEXT MORNING*

I woke up when I felt my chest heavy as if a big stone,if not a mountain is on it.

And then, the event of yesterday came rushing into my memory.

Am alive!

If there’s something you wanna call a miracle,then that’s ME!.

With how I felt yesterday,I never thought I could survive it.

I felt something stir on top of me and I stiffened.

What’s that?

I was [email protected] scared!.

Is this the aftermath of yesterday?

Making sure I ain’t moving,with shaky hands,I threw opened the bed cover and I gasped with my eyes widening to unknown degree.

What!

Amelia?

I looked down at her and:

OH MY GOD!

am very true [email protected] under her, and she’s very much half [email protected] on me.

What’s going on?

She stirred again still asleep, and her face got very closer to mine. Just inches apart.

How?…I mean why??…why is she here?

Is very hard recollecting what has happened last night. All I knew was that, I left their room after showing it to them and entered mine.

I also remembered that immediately I got into mine,I slumped on the bed.forgetting to lock my room door.

And maybe I passed out,with the thought that I would never wake up again.

So the miracle that happened to me overnight, was Amelia?

Although I don’t know what it means for her to lay on me with both of us naked. But it really did help to bring my temperature back to normal.

I stared at her face and FVCK!

The girl is pretty.

I mean she possessed a beauty compared to that of a goddess.

I lowered my head and she breathe directly into my nostrils.

That SCENT!.

The scent was so confusing!

So familiar that it had me bonded in a thinking and recollecting session.

For this thing she did, thanking her from now till eternity would never be enough.

She saved my life!.

I stared at her face again and my eyes went to her lips.

So tempting!.

Unconsciously, I found my lips on hers.

Is like taking advantage of someone right?

But I don’t care!.

I mean she already took advantage of my unconscious state and stared at my naked body right?. So stealing a kss from her is nothing compared to that.

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I wonder how she would feel when she wakes up to find my eyes wide open staring at her.

I bet she would just pray for the ground to open and swallow her out of sheer embarrassment.

I stared at her shacarrine sweet lips, and now knowingly, I kssed her again. And immediately I did that, her eyes flustered opened.

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Instantly, no one told me to close my eyes back and pretend to be fast asleep.

Still pretending to be asleep, I felt her hand on my forehead and she breathe a sign of relief.

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She cautiously pulled herself away from me and I fought the urge to open my eyes and stare at her [email protected] body.

Pe*rvert!.

I don’t know what she’s doing. But the whole room was silent.

Is she out already?

I slowly opened one of my eyes and saw her tiptoeing to the door already putting on her shirt.

I better not talk about this then. because it seems she wasn’t even planning on telling me she saved my life.

I got out of bed and saw my clothes on the floor. I eye searched for my phone and unlocked it.

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10 missed call?

From Mom?

I bet she’s damn worried about me right now.

The time is 4:30 am so I still have two good hours to sleep before the final wake up by 6:00am.

I climbed back on bed. Hoping to get my two more hours to go sleep but to my surprise, all I got was “K!SS, THE SCENT, AND THE [email protected] SCENE OF BOTH OF US” replaying in my head.

What’s happening to me?

what have you done to me AMELIA?

*MRS MOOR POV🌷*

I have been restless since Dwayne left the mansion last night.

And since then, I have been calling him sleeplessly. But he wasn’t doing me any good by not picking up.

Am worried and at same time scared.

I don’t want anything to happen to him.

Not after all what I did to him.

Depriving him of his real parents, by giving my daughter in exchange for him just because of my selfish interest.

Just because I want to be the one to produce the heir that would inherit the company!.

I don’t just want to be a passer-by in my husband house.

And you want to know what I did?

I just don’t have a choice.

Even after the threat from my husband family. I still went ahead to give birth to a baby girl.

Who would be the heir to inherit his company?

And it was the exact time I gave birth to a baby girl that a very poor woman who was in same ward with me gave birth to a baby boy.

So I exchanged both child.

I just have to do it for the same of me and my baby.

Even though I always go to visit the poor woman without her knowledge of the evil I did to her.

She was happy that a rich and wealthy woman like me, stoop so low in coming to see her on the street.

For good five years! I usually take Dwayne with me then.

My husband saw this and got really annoyed with me.

He warned me never to go see her again.

And since then, I lost all contact of her.

But the girl Lucy brought with her to this mansion yesterday, has the same scent as my little Oona.

Am confused!.

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