Chapter 63. Destruction Master

We've had our dinner. We were for now seated atop the smooth couch while my head laid on his chest. He had the porn sites on the TV as he aimlessly, or rather aim-fully scrolled past the many titles and its thumbnails.

He could stop biting and chewing the inner of his mouth, I was a sign of anxiety.

Having enough of his behavior, I sigh and make him look at me.

"Are you going to college tomorrow?" I ask.

"Uh... yeah. Have to." I click my tongue. His response was barely towards me and directed towards the TV in front of him.

"When I'm talking to you, pay attention to me." I say to the man who rolls his eyes.

"Rude ass." Saying, I move away from the couch and jog towards my room. I know he was watching me, I wantedly made my ass jiggle in the jog to entice him, lure him into my trap.

I was in the bathroom, smirking like a maniacal psychopath as I held the pink lingerie in my hands.