#Chapter17

A life for a life

Blake

After getting my only clothes washed and dried up, I dressed myself up and hurried downstairs where Raphael was already waiting, all fresh and dressed up, looking like the typical bad boy.

He wore a plain white t-shirt and a leather jacket that hung perfectly on his broad shoulders, matching with his dark jeans and combat boots, perfectly complementing his slightly tanned skin.

Damn...why do these guys have to look so hot?

"Done checking me out?" He smirked, suddenly pulling me out of my daze.

"Oh, shut up,” I muttered, rolling my eyes then hurriedly strode past him, hearing him chuckle from behind...