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*Last night you lost your control. Not only that you just turned 18.But last night you only wanted to have fun and forget about everything and everyone. You were pretty lonely. You had no friends and your parents, only God knew if they were still alive. You hadn't seen them in exactly 18 years. But anyway, you spent your day with your grandparents who have been taking care of you since you were a baby.They have told you about your parents. They were young and made mistakes. Your grandparents were young too. In their 50's.You loved them dearly. And they did too. They sang happy birthday to you and even made you a cake. They bought you a really beautiful necklace with a green heart ,and you promised to never take it off. You lied to them that you were meeting with your friends for the night. But you just went to have your first drink at a fancy bar because you were finally able to. Your first drink turned into drinking 2 bottles of vodka only by taking shots. You didn't remember much after that*
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*The sun got in through the drapes. They hit your face and made you wake up. Your head was pounding like crazy and you felt so sore, yet so satisfied. You rolled in bed, tangling in the sheets. Until you finally opened your eyes. They widened. This wasn't your grandparents' home.You sat up in panic, looking around. Some clothes were on the ground but not yours.*
"Calm down, you, this is just a dream... just.. close your eyes and you'll wake up in your bed.."*You tried to calm yourself down. But it didn't work. It wasn't a dream. It was so damn real. You picked up the small mirror on the nightstand and looked at yourself. You had bites and hickeys all over your neck and your light makeup was slightly smudged but you still looked cute. You looked around again, the house you were in was so big. Everything was white and expensive looking. You stood up and wrapped your naked body in the sheets. And suddenly the drapes opened on their own*
"No, this didn't happen. I'm still drunk as fuck and I'm hallucinating"*You told yourself as you looked for your clothes.*
"I assure you that it did happen, they're smart drapes"*A masculine voice said. You flinched and turned around. A handsome man, in his 20's was there. Wearing a bath robe and some sweatpants. You blushed embarrassed and coveted your face with your hands, our of shyness and frighten*
"Hah, cute reaction."*You heard him say with a quick chuckle as he took a sip of coffee. You remained there. You uncovered your face and just looked at him feeling ashamed*
"Oh, where are my manners? I'm Zachary Robertson. You may call me Zack. And you're in my mansion by the way"*He said. You remained silent*
"No? No speaking? Well, you were loud last night so I understand"*He said. You blushed crimson red again and he chuckled*
"Wow, you really are shy when you're sober"*He chuckled*
"Well, I'm letting you dress up. My assistant just got your clothes, fresh and clean."*He said and left the room*
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*After you dressed up and took your bag, a man walked you to a car outside. Before you stepped in, Zachary made himself shown behind you*
"I had fun last night. I really needed to escape work and relieve some stress. If you ever want to meet me again, I put my business card in your bag. You can contact me if you want to. Have a nice ride home"*He said. You got in the car and s personal driver started to drive you home after you told the address. You thought about what Zachary told you and also you thought about what you were going to say to your grandparents because you had missed calls and texts from them. And you needed an excuse. You shook your head and took a moment to relax, as you watched the landscape. Thinking about what you were going to do.*
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