Don't toy with me: sexiest man of the year

MINUS NOTHING

“Everything minus nothing”. Angela replied slowly. Antonio smirked, staring at her. “You really think you can handle knowing everything about me? I will tell you Angela it's not good for the ears… Especially those innocent ears of yours”. He smiled. Angela tried not to blush. He was staring at her too much, and he smiled more, she just couldn't handle his duality. One time, he is as fierce as a wounded predator and another he is a golden retriever trying to seduce you into falling for him. The only difference is that golden retrievers have that innocent energy to their cuteness. This man right here gives off perverted energy. “Well, I don't care at all”. She said tightly, her face flushed. “Really?” Antonio raised a brow. “Yes, I think I can handle it. No one's perfect, the only thing I can't stand is taking the life of an innocent person”. Antonio's smile slowly faded at that statement, and his heart raced. “But whatever we all have pasts you know”. Angela's conclusion drew him back to their conversation. He faked a smile. His heart won't stop pounding like that! He never experienced such fear. But what is he so afraid of? Is she going to leave him one day? “We all have a past, you say? So you…also have a dark past?” Angela nodded. “Liar”. “I am a human. I am not a saint, Mr. Antonio”. She snapped back. “Very well, tell me about your pasts”. He requested. “Hey! I am the one doing the asking here, remember?” Angela opposed. “Of course, but you do know a lot of things about me; however, I hardly know anything about you apart from the little your nieces told me”. “Aha! I knew they were the culprits!” Angela snapped. It made him chuckle, then put on a serious look. “I really do want to know about you”. His eyes staring right into her. Angela sighed. “What do you want to know?” “Everything minus nothing”. Antonio quoted her words back then. Angela looked away shyly. “Alright, long time ago. I…had to beg strangers for money”. Antonio's eyes focused on her, with his brow arched in a serious frown. Angela noticed how curious he was, she continued. “I wanted to take Jace to his favorite movies as I had to beg the customers who came to our restaurant where I worked as a part-time waitress in our small town, I was sixteen and our mother died two years before then”. “That's risky, you can't just ask people, especially men for money, what if they demand something else in return!” Antonio blows hot. “Some of them did!” Antonio’s eyes widened, he sat up. “Can you recognize those bastards?” “What?!” Angela blinked. “Are you serious right now? That was many years after my mother died. Why do I need to recognize them?” Angela asked, confused. “Well, the shit still triggers me. You better recognize them if you ever come across them” He instructed and made to lay back on her thigh. Angela shook her head. “I guess that's how rich are”. Antonio jerked up. “I beg your pardon?” “Asking women for sex in exchange, isn't it something you rich people do?” She replied. “I never asked any of the women I've been with for it, they asked instead”. With a face and body like his…there is no lie detected, Angela thought. “They knew my obsession with blondes, and those blonde bitches decided to apply for pleasure. Some go to the extent of dying their hair and wearing contacts… I don't care as long as it's blonde and blue”. Diana! Of course, he was imagining them as Diana. She felt a tightness in her chest all of a sudden. Could it be jealousy? How could he say that to her? How would he feel if she mentioned Damon? “To be fair, you are the only one I asked it of, and I still don't believe myself for that”. He cuts into her thoughts. Angela was still silent and said nothing. “So…that was your dark past? You were a little teenage age who begged for money, that is what you called a dark past?” He scoffed, completely unaware of her jealousy. “It's not funny”. Angela snapped at him with a frown. “Oh Angela, how innocent, so as an adult you never had a bad past you are ashamed of?” “Well, I can't say that for sure”. Antonio paused laughing and paid candid attention to her. “Okay…..?” He breathed hotly. “Recently, I found myself masturbating.” Her face flushed, knowing he was staring at her intently now. “And… Each.. Each time I feel horny, I always think of you, Antonio”. She looked to the left shyly. Antonio's throat suddenly went dry, he gulped down hard. Angela continued. “I thought of the times you touched me…here and there all over, and I ended up squirting hotly. It felt good that it has become an addiction, it got worse during my ovulation”. Angela continued. “Is that your darkest secret?” Antonio replied, trying to overcome the pink flush summoning on his cheeks after her confession. She wasn't looking at him and to him, it's luck because at this rate he can't even hold her eye contact. He is blushing? “I masturbated to an invisible image of you, five times.” She snapped shamefully and looked at him. “Wow, what a number”. Antonio gasped sarcastically, disappointed by the number. “Well I am not surprised, yet I am dumbfounded here, you aren't so innocent. I see”. He smirked at her, finally managed to look at her, he took a cigar from his breast pocket. Angela looked back at him, and found lighting a cigar. His head still rested on her thigh. A question came to her mind, but she was trying to avoid it, but it kept pushing. “And what about you?” She finally asked. Antonio's eyes stabbed her curiously. Angela continued. “Have you…you know…..ever done it while thinking of me?” She asked, slowly. His eyes darted back to stare up into space without saying anything.