Is He The One?

why are they trying to make clear his encumbrance... his weakness... ivi's lips were wet with a godforsaken lip gloss that summoned his desire... his attention.. his possession...

his eyes were deep.. so deep... as want grew like a physical pain.. desire encompassing all possible feelings....

he wished he could pull her close, beneath him and love her senseless.. touch that glittering body, and feel the cream on her body glued to his own skin...

Feel those hard nipples that reflected through the piece of cotton.. desires made his body grew rigid..

before another second four other handsome men came out and stood right in front of her.. Roman almost stood in a rage but..

"Be calm sir... be calm... this is just the initiation...you have to tolerate everything"....

he inhaled.

"Juliet...".. her lips mumbled a yes..