Mister Romantic

by Alice Cooper

  I slowly scooped her into my arms and brought her to her bed. Her apartment was plain but it sure was messy from textbooks scattered around the place and sticky notes placed in odd places and on the sticky notes were medical information. She had a few papers scattered as well. I placed her onto her bed and excitedly stripped her, leaving her in her lacy undergarments.

  “Who would’ve known a single workaholic like you would own such naughty lingerie.” I whispered to myself as I traced my fingers along the curve of her waist. I dug through her drawers, of course, I took a detour through her panty drawers. I grabbed what seemed to be a large shirt and quickly put the shirt on her.

  Suddenly the doorbell rang. I was confused on whether I should wake Lucy up but seeing her deep asleep made me not want to disturb her. I was glad that my member calmed down as I put her to bed. I just hope that whoever was at the door wasn’t her parents or relative. I quickly grabbed my shirt and jacket not bothering to put them on but I draped them on my back.

  Without even looking at the peep-hole I opened the door to see the last person I would ever expect to be at her door.

  Ezra Storm.

  He’s my best friend, Ciel’s stuck-up older brother. Ezra would come to the bar sometimes to retrieve Ciel or scold Ciel. Ezra and I got into verbal fights every time we saw each other. There was even a time where we almost ended up in a brawl.

  Ezra stared at me with wide eyes at first since I was indeed shirtless but it instantly turn into an angry scowl. “Why are you here?” Ezra asked angrily. I knew that Lucy wasn’t Ezra’s girlfriend but Ezra could be an admirer which made me smirk at him.

  “The question is why are you here?” I asked casually as I leaned against the doorframe. I could tell that the question irked Ezra. Good.

  “Lucy is a doctor’s aide at the hospital that I own. She’s also a dear friend of mine so state your business here and where is Lucy?” he spoke. I didn’t know the meaning of his dear friend but I didn’t like it. Lucy is mine.

  I was about to frown but I didn’t want to show how his words bothered me, instead I continued to smirk at him. “Lucy is in bed, she’s terribly exhausted.” I made sure to make it seem that Lucy was exhausted because we did something. I could see Ezra’s fist clenching but what happened next caught me completely off guard.

  Ezra grabbed my wrist as he pulled me outside of Lucy’s apartment as Ezra stood where I stood not too long ago. “What the fuck man?” I yelled as I stood in a fighting stance. Was Ezra really going to pick a fight with me?

  “I suggest you leave Zen. You’re bad influence towards Lucy. Lucy is a hard worker and an amazing student with a bright future ahead of her. You being in her life will only bring her down.” Ezra said. His words only angered me.

  “Like you could do any better?” I shouted.

  This time Ezra smirked and said “Of course I am Zen, I’m a better suited person for Lucy.” But I wasn’t backing down, I smirked even more if it’s possible at him and said “Yes, you might be a person with a career, car, and money. But will you ever make Lucy feel the way I make her feel? Will Lucy scream your name all night long? Can you make her cum like me?”

  Ezra seemed pissed as he threw a punch at me but I easily caught it. I then said “You can have her once I’m done with her.” As I shoved him completely inside of Lucy’s apartment and walked away.

  Chapter 4

  Lucy

  I couldn’t focus on my medical book, it’s been half an hour and I was still reading the same sentence over and over. Last night was like a rollercoaster of emotions, first there was Zen who made me feel like I was on top of the world and left me pleasurably numb with his kisses.

  Then there was Ezra, my boss and my friend. Ever since I started my field study at the hospital Ezra has been a great friend from making sure I ate regularly to making sure I got enough sleep. He appeared in the middle of the night, shaking my body as if the world was about to end.

  He was worried that Zen drugged me and did something to me. Although, I didn’t tell Ezra that Zen and I did something together. I assured Ezra that Zen was just a friend, a friend who I kiss?

  I buried my head in my textbook as an image of Zen and I kissing appeared in my mind. Before I could think of anything else somebody came up to me and asked “Are you okay?” I looked up to see the female employee here at Fancy Cups. I straightened myself out and gave her a polite smile and replied “Yes, just catching up with some reading.”

  “Okay, my name is Angela. So just call me if you need anything.” she said as she walked away. I’ve been coming here for a few months and this is my first time to get to know the names of the employees. Now that my head’s been cleared I decided to get back to my reading. But right before I could continue reading somebody slammed their hand on my table making me jump in my seat.

  My head snapped up but my face quickly flushed when I noticed that Zen’s face was extremely close to mine. What was he doing here?

  “So you were here my sexy doctor.” His smooth voice whispered into my ear. I closed my book knowing with him here I won’t be getting any reading done. “Are you stalking me or something?” I asked. For some odd reason a happy grin made its way on his handsome face. He sat down in the chair in front of me with his face still near me, he was tall enough to lean over the table.

  “I’m ecstatic that my sexy doctor is slowly opening up to me.” he said which confused me on why he would say such a thing.

  “What are you talking about?” I asked.

  He smirked as he pushed a strand of hair behind my ear and explained “My dear Lucy wouldn’t show any expression when we first met nor would she would talk to me. You’d usually just ignore me. It makes me happy that I’m seeing this side of you, I hope nobody else will.”

  I could feel a blush spread across my cheeks. Why does he have to say such embarrassing words?

  I was suddenly speechless and this made Zen chuckle at my reaction. I could’ve sworn that he whispered “How adorable.” But it could be my imagination. I was so consumed with Zen’s presence that I didn’t notice when Angela arrived in front of our table.

  “Hey, is this jerk bothering you?” Angela asked me as she pointed at Zen. Zen looked at Angela with an irritated look. I held up both of my hands and shook them as I told Angela “Oh no, Zen here is actually—” I was cut off by Zen saying “Her lover.”

  Not only Angela but my eyes as well widened at Zen’s words. Can you actually be lovers with somebody without actually doing it?

  “Oh… Sorry to bother you.” Angela stuttered.

  “No, no, you got it wrong. He’s not my lover.” I tried clearing up the misunderstanding but I also didn’t know what to say. What was Zen to me?

  The male employee suddenly joined us and asked “Is this ass still causing a ruckus?” Zen glared at the man. “Stephen, I think this ass is forcing this young woman into something she doesn’t want.” Angela explained. This made my eyes widen even more but no words were coming out of my mouth as Angela and Stephen started verbally attacking Zen.

  I saw Zen roll his eyes as he stood up from the table making the two employees go quiet. “I’m heading out now. There’s too much drama,” he said then he looked at me “I’ll see you later.” I didn’t even knew what that meant but I just nodded like an idiot. My heart was skipping beats at the mention of seeing Zen later.

  I don’t know what came over me but I suddenly grabbed the sleeve of Zen’s jacket right before he could exit through the door. “Where are you going?” I asked. Why should I care? It wasn’t like I was Zen’s girlfriend but it just bothered me that I didn’t know where Zen was going.

  “I’m going to the hospi…” he didn’t finish his sentence. Almost like he didn’t want to announce where he was going, was he going to say hospital? What was he going to do there when I wasn’t there?

  He suddenly frowned and hissed “None of your business.” His voice was cold. It caught me off guard because Zen has never spoken to me like this n
ot since the day I met him. Ever since our first kiss he’s either been flirting with me or being kind. Was this a different side of Zen?

  He shrugged out of my hold and exited the shop without another word or glance. Angela and Stephen still stood near my table as if they were observing the situation.

  “Hey, what’s your name?” Stephen asked. My attention turned back to the two employees and I answered “Lucy Richmond.”

  “Lucy, you should stay away from the likes of Zen. He’s nothing but trouble.” Angela said. There it was again, Ezra said the exact same thing.

  He’s nothing but trouble.

  Ezra made sure those words were drilled into my head. Everybody so far has been telling me to stay away and those were warning signs but how come I tend to ignore them? As a girl who follows the rules and plays it safe, I would’ve listened to them and kept my distance. But either way I would still find myself standing in front of Zen not wavering or hesitating.

  I guess Zen’s presence thrilled me. I don’t know how to explain it because he made everything seem dangerous at the same time safe. It was like everything around him was dangerous but he would keep me safe from everything around him.

  Not to mention the effect of Zen’s lips and how his kisses make me want to do things I normally don’t do. Then last night’s event entered in my mind and I couldn’t help but blush. Angela noticed this and said “But if you really like this guy then I won’t stop you.”

  “We’re just saying that he’s not good influence. Not to mention his reputation, jumping from one woman to another.” Stephen added. This caught my attention, jumping from one woman to another? Stephen noticed my confused look and he happily explained “If you didn’t know then you should know now, he’s a womanizer. Sleeping with a woman and leaving them the next day. I bet he’s used to breaking women’s hearts.”

  “Not only is he a womanizer but I heard from a friend of mine that he also deals with illegal fighting. So it makes you wonder what else does he do and are they all legal?” Angela added.

  Was that the real Zen?

  Zen does scream the bad boy type but when I stare into his eyes I see a whole different story. My heart ached at the thought of being with Zen intimately then him leaving me behind. I didn’t want to just be another woman to Zen.

  I couldn’t bare it.

  I needed him.

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  MISTER PERFECT: A BAD BOY ROMANCE (FOR A LIMITED TIME)

  Prologue

  It’s true what they say that real love can destroy you. Punish you. Hurt you in many ways possible. You can fall in love multiple times but only one person can be your true love.

  That’s why I stick to my books. Fictional men. They can’t hurt you at all. I remember the first time I fell in love with a fictional character, and that my friend was Mr. Darcy from Pride and Prejudice. He was the epitome of my ideal man. The man who fills my head day and night.

  But just thinking of ever having true love makes my heart yearn for any kind of love. A day doesn’t go by where I don’t end up romantically frustrated and just want to hold someone’s hand.

  When I try to think of a man that can stand next to me for the rest of my life Mr. Darcy’s face pops into my head. I find myself writing his name over and over again in my notebook but what good can come out of writing his name over and over again if he could never be mine?

  I promised myself that I’d never fall in love. To protect my heart from any heartache I would have to keep my heart from falling in love. As years passed by in my life I’ve grown accustomed to the love I feel for fictional men and felt a certain content in my life. I was happily in love with men who didn’t exist.

  That’s until he waltzed into my life.

  Mr. Darcy’s name suddenly turned into his name.

  With just one touch he changed everything in my life.

  I craved for him. Yearned for him.

  He’s absolutely not like the men I’ve read in my books. Suddenly I can’t compare him to any of my fictional men because I fall asleep to dream of him and wake up to only long for him.

  I barged into my apartment after a hard day at work. But something completely surprised me as I entered my room. There stood the man I was trying to ignore.

  “Ciel!” I shouted.

  I suddenly stopped in my tracks as I noticed a wet semi-naked Ciel, only a towel hanging loosely on his hips. I couldn’t help but stare at his toned chest, his abs, and his v-line that led to the mystery beneath the towel.

  “And she calls me a pervert.” he commented.

  “Why the hell are you in my room and not to mention you took a bath?” I yelled.

  “The question is why are you still in here staring at me?” he asked with a smirk.

  “I uh…” I couldn’t find the words. Ciel gave me his signature smirk which only seemed to annoy me. Why does such an irksome man have to look this hot?

  He suddenly started advancing towards and I tried backing away but I didn’t notice how close I was to the wall. Once I could feel the heat of his body he grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards him. I could feel the droplets of water running down his body as they soaked into my body. His towel suddenly undid itself and I forced myself to stare at his face rather than down below.

  He pressed his naked body against my clothed one. “C—Ciel.” I stuttered but he quickly shushed me as he took ahold of my other hand and lifted both my arms above my head. My eyes connected with his and all I could see in his ocean orbs were lust and want.

  “If you truly want me to stop, I will. Just tell me.” he said as if to challenge me. I opened my mouth only for nothing to come out. He smirked when I couldn’t say anything. With his free hand he undid the zipper of my dress and let it fall to pool around my feet, leaving me in nothing but my undergarment.

  “I hunger for this.” he said huskily as he touched my bare waist and easily unhooked my bra. He massaged my breasts with his free hand pinching on each rosebud making my body shiver with desire. When Ciel heard me gasp out his name he growled sexily as he nipping my sweet spot that lied between my collarbone and shoulder. Unconsciously I started pressing my hips against his naked one which only made him groan out my name.

  “I’m going to make you mine in every way possible.” he whispered in my ear.

  Right as Ciel ripped off my panty like it was nothing I suddenly opened my eyes to see that I was in my bed in my own room. My head whirled around in panic and there was no sign of Ciel anywhere. I sighed as I buried my face into my hands.

  It was a dream.

  He haunted my dreams… And I yearned for every second of that dream to be real. My heart pounded against my chest furiously as I thought of Ciel. I could already imagine him smirking and it only annoyed me.

  I always thought that I would never fall in love with a person other than Mr. Darcy. But he proved to be so much more.

  Chapter One

  Francesca

  I owned a small coffee shop in Bronx New York. I called it “Fancy Cups” and literally all the cups in my shop were fancy. Some had diamond studs on them, others had puzzles and crazy mosaics but I dare not to put glitter on any of the cups.

  It was a small shop that I opened after attending business school and seeking capital. I was lucky when a notorious rich family who owns a few businesses offered me capital to set up my coffee shop, even after multiple times of being rejected. I feel grateful to the family who helped me start my dream shop.

  And not too far from here I have my small but cozy apartment and working in my shop were my two best friends, Angela and Stephen.

  Angela is my best friend since day care. Although my parents told me that she was bad influence still I wouldn’t trade her for the world. She’s a party girl and loves to be in the spotlight and she’s also obsessed with good looking men and she
wasn’t too bad with them either.

  Angela and I met Stephen in freshmen high, and god knows we wouldn’t have survived high school without him. Stephen was good looking but sadly to Angela he played on the same team as us. When Angela would spot a handsome guy Stephen would call dibs. It was a never ending madness with those two.

  “Tonight, here at nine. What do you say?”

  I looked up to Angela from reading my book. “Excuse me?” I asked her. She rolled her eyes and said “I have this friend…” but I didn’t let her finish as I raised my hand to silence her, already knowing what she’s thinking. “I don’t want to hear it Angie. Last time you set me up with your so called “friend” he practically slammed a door in my face.” I told her.

  She sighed “Fran! Not every guy can be a Mr. Darcy… You have to really stop looking for a Mr. Darcy in everyone or you’ll end up as a lonely cat lady.”

  “There’s nothing wrong with that,” I pointed out, “I’m practically happy with all my fictional men.”

  “But how long will that keep you happy?” Stephen asked as he was washing a few cups. “One day you’re going to have needs.” He added with a smirk which made me blush at him in embarrassment. Who needs physical touch when you got words of seduction? Never underestimate the seductive power of good vocabulary.

  I scoffed at Stephen and said “I don’t have needs and will never need them.” At this point Angela is already on the floor laughing how I don’t need them. I only glared at Angela as Stephen smirked at the both of us.

  Before our argument can go any further the bell at the entrance rang, signaling that we have customers. What I love about most about my coffee shop is that people would come and enjoy a cup of coffee and smile about it. I turned towards the entrance with a wide smile on my face.