Flow of Blood

Sophie's car drove into the airfield where her's and Lauren flight to Paris awaits them. Zoë was the one driving while Sophie on the passenger seat, the later had numerous question on how she knew how to driver but she gave her the usual blank face. Lauren car was already there meaning she arrived earlier than them.

"You came with your friend after all seems you can do without her, well let's up on the plane and go home little sis" Lauren asked immediately they came down smiling calmly at them, no sign of inner rage just smiles.

"Drop the act you are no good person...what's your plan spill it" Sophie asked coming closer.

"you will find out darling but I can't tell you now goodbye Zoë" Lauren waved and made her way to the plane. They are the only ones boarding the plane since is their family private aircraft.

"Goodbye best..."Sophie hugged her tightly before entering. Zoë didn't waste another minute there to wave back, she just entered the car and drove away.

" Hope you said your final goodbye...it's a pity your friendship won't last for long" Lauren said when they were in and walked into one of the doors, Sophie stayed by the window looking outside as they took off. She couldn't help it as Lauren confidence hit her again but she brush it off to look at the scenery.

They flew back to Paris only once since they started college despite them fighting at least thrice everyweek, she doesn't know how Lauren manages to suppress the news everytime they fought and that once they flew to Paris didn't end well.

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Zoë got up from bed with her usual sweaty body from her constant nightmares. She peeled off her clothes then wash them before taking a warm bath, she remained unmoved for up to thirty minutes before getting up and doing all the chores since their lecture starts by ten today.

The door bell rang at exactly nine, she made her way to the door without thinking twice cause all her impression was that it was Sophie.

"It's opened" she said from the mini kitchen, her eyes widened on a spot on seeing who it was.

"what do you want and who gave you the permission to enter!" she yelled at him but it's like his not listening his face his glued to her body, she followed his gaze and that was when she realised she only tied a towel on her body and her head, even the towel on her body barely reached her mid-thigh.

She only came to the kitchen to get warm water and now she is getting warm gazes that's not doing any good in calming her rage, she is getting goosebumps under his gaze and she feels very little but why won't she he is damn tall and hot.

'Hot' seriously Zoë, someone his here boring his eyes into your body and you are complimenting him, you are beyond save now.

"...cracks..." Zoë threw the glass of warm water in her hand, aiming at Benito side.

"The fuck!" Benito yelled at the sound just to meet Zoë murderous gaze, she is walking towards him with a determined step.

"Pervert...staring like a lunatic during class hour isn't enough that you decided to stare at my naked body...you are nothing but a shameless playboy" she charged towards him with an hurried step.

"I'm sorry I don't know what came over me" Benito said sincerely, he was right this was the first time he will be staring insanely at a woman even when Sophie changed in front of him drunkenly or when any of his fuck buddies and one night stand came completely naked before him he was never a bit distracted, to crown it all she was on a towel too long for Lauren and her minions to wear to a party.

"But you are not completely naked" He said doubling her anger, he moved back but she isn't ready to leave him.

His back finally hit the wall that was how he finally saw the sharp pocket knife she was holding, he held her hand when she tried stabbing his chest and they entered a tug of war of survival. He is resisting her hand but she is not backing down no one will believe someone as lean as her can have that much power, he is undoubtedly sure that if he wasn't trained she would have killed him.

There is a loud thud bringing him out of his thought, they both landed on top of the soft hairy rug.

"Don't look down or I'm seriously going to kill you" Zoë warned but he winked at her and wrapped his arm around her waist pulling her up to his face then smashed his lips on her but it was nothing like passionate it was brutal, she bit his lip torturously till it bled but he must be mad to think he likes it.

She pulled out breathlessly but he looked calm except from his bitten lips, how could she had played this game with this award winning pervert.

"Nice...you smell like vanilla very mesmerising" He gave a teasing comment expecting flare up in anger but she smirked and stood up since she already tied her towel but the one on her head is on the floor.

"Enjoy" she smirked and walked towards her room, He immediately felt a stinging pain.

He looked down to see she really stabbed him below in his forearm and the blood his rushing out like an open tap.

"Arghh..."He muttered in pain, the wound wasn't deep but that only means the knife was laced with poison. Zoë came out in her favourite pair of cargo pants and baggy, she didn't spare him a glance going to make warm water in the kitchen." gosh...fine I'm sorry for the kiss but I might bleed to death like this" He said in a low pleading face and she burst into an hysterical laughter.