(Dion’s POV)
’Dion, this human has one of a kind scent. She’s smells, uhhhff, exotic and heavenly, very uniqueee uhhhh’ Drey was drooling over like a mating animal.
Even my body was reacting to her fragrance; my giant stick was stiff and twitching wildly inside my jeans, making me feel itchy as I licked my lips consumed with desire. "I know Drey. But let’s not scare her for now, first I’ll take her to our secret place. Then I’ll make my ultimate move on her, Myra won’t be able to resist my charms and will go crazy for me."
"But what if she reject us?" Drey asked teasingly.
"Reject who? bruhhh hahahhahaha, huh, what absolute load of bullshit, you know there’s no one that can reject ME, ha, she’ll be all over me in no time. You just see. This is my playing field after all" I smirked confidently at Drey.
I composed myself and adjusted my denim pants, looking straight. "Myra, buckle up babe, let me take you for a ride" I said it casually and dashed off.
I could feel her subtle glances every now and then but didn’t say anything. I wanted to reach to our destination as fast as possible. ’Damn, if I didn’t have to hide my identity from Myra, Drey would have taken us to that place long ago, the wait is killing me’ I cursed inside my mind.
"Dion, if you don’t mind, can I play some music" her honey like voice sounded extremely sweet to me. "Sure" I replied. I can hear her talk all day, just her voice is enough to bewitch me. Even if she just blabbers nonsense, that too will sound melodic in her voice.
Myra started fiddling with the music system but was a little confused. I could tell, she was being extra careful. I saw her struggling with the buttons and couldn’t help but smile when I saw her pouting face, ’So cute. I wanna eat her up so bad.’ I leaned against the steering mesmerized by her adorability.
"Do it like this" I helped her with the buttons and our hands collided, mine was on hers.
A bolt of electricity coursed through me and Drey, just by our subtle touch. Myra hesitantly pulled her hand away, her face turning red like a tomato. I bit my lip hard seeing her look flushed.
She was bashful, didn’t looked my way and gazed out of the windowsill saying, "Dion, I seem to not know how to operate it, can you please play it." Her ears were of crimson shade.
I obliged without teasing her about it. If I do tease her, she would be a roasted sweet potato in no time.
As the music played, the tensed atmosphere lightened a little and Myra started humming the tune subconsciously. She wasn’t even singing, just some murmuring but even that sounded dulcet. Somehow, with a lot of struggle, we reached our destination.
(Myra’s POV)
As Dion opened the gate for me, I stepped out of the car.
Dion brought me to a secluded looking place.
A large wooden house stood before my eyes, with all kind of vibrant and soulful flowers adorning the place. It looked mesmerizing but I couldn’t see anyone out there which made me be on my guard.
Without any prior warning, bending behind my back, Dion held my in his arms, just like yesterday.
"Hey Dion, what are you doing? Put me down. We have a wheel chair in the car’s trunk, you don’t have to carry me, just put me down" I protested.


"Your place? Don’t you live in the Everests mansion?" I asked curiously.
"Aaaaa~, I wanted to apologize to you sincerely" Dion shoulders slumped as he said this.
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