London's POV

"Fuck! Jesus!"

I gritted my teeth in annoyance, the sound of her piercing scream still ringing my ears. Grabbing my boxers from the corner along with my pants from the chair on the corner and started wearing it, despite the lady's continued screaming.

Good Lord, she has strong pipes.

"Who are you?! What did you do to me?! I'm going to sue you!" She's already crying while she tries her best to cover her body, which makes it harder for me to concentrate because I keep getting distracted. You wouldn't though? This girl is basically naked, like, her skin, is all available for me to see. And I swear I saw a lot more earlier and if she wasn't screaming, I would have stared even more.

I wet my lower lip as I try to control myself. Her caramel skin looked so soft and so smooth I was glad I am able to stop myself from touching her when I first opened my eyes. But my mind couldn't seem to forget the image of her stilled in my head...

I gulped.

Fuck, London! Get yourself together. You can actually get into prison because of this! I tried controlling myself as I turn around for a moment.

"Okay, miss! Calm down for a moment, okay?"

"You per-calm down?" she screamed once again. This time, I turned around when I realized that she's trying to stand up.

"Fuck!" I cursed once again.

"How can you tell me to calm down when I woke up in my bed with a man with me? Naked at that!" she was fuming and for some reason, her hoarse voice seems to make me even more aroused.

Grabbing my hair a little, I tried to breathe evenly to focus.

Breathe, London. You can do it, c'mon!

Gritting my teeth, I turned around only to see her about to swing a lamp on me so I did the first thing I can think of, I moved forward and engulfed her into a hug to stop hers from whatever form of violence she's about to do.

"Ge'ez, lady!" I growled. I wasn't able to calculate my movement and her using a lot more force makes it harder for both of us. In the end, we both fell back on the bed, me on top of her. I saw how her eyes widened, he disheveled hair and rosy cheeks, despite just waking up seemed a breath of fresh air to me.

"Get off me!" she squirmed underneath and that woke me up from the stupid trance I was in once again.

This lady is something.

"Okay, just to listen to me first, okay? I came here first! I was here since yesterday and this is my house! If there's a pervert here, I'd say it's you because you came to my room and went on my bed while I was fucking sleeping!"

Her lips parted at my words and for a moment. she stopped moving as if contemplating if I was actually telling the truth.

"No way!" she whispered.

Good Lord, even her morning breath smells okay. What the hell is this girl? Or maybe I was being haunted or something? I mean, it's been two years since I last got into a relationship and I got too busy, I can't even remember the last time I fucked a girl.

"That's impossible! Tokyo let me use this house!" she reasoned but I was too focused on her lips I wasn't even barely listening to what she was saying. "Get off me, you maniac!" she shouted and I almost screamed out loud when she headbutted me.

"Shit!" I cursed out loud before rolling off on her side. I was clutching on my forehead which she hit. Damn, she hits so hard!

"Don't come near me, okay! And stay here before I call the cops!" she shouted and the next thing I knew was her, running outside of my room.

The loud sound of the door closing shook my whole system.

"Damn, she's one feisty woman!" I grunted.

After recovering, I quickly searched for my phone to contact the owner of this house. I was so sure I was able to settle everything, even my payment for the whole year, the reason why the owner already gave me the passcode of the house. There's gotta be something.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, I finally saw what the state of the room has been. The pillows were all scattered on the floor, and there were towels everywhere.

I swear I thought I was simply dreaming when I heard the sound of someone talking and even the sound of the water running last night. I was just too exhausted and too lazy to be bothered. There were so many things to unpack yesterday and that drained all of my energy.

"Oh God, pick up!" I muttered to myself, brushing my hair backward, a habit I have especially when I'm anxious.

"Thank God, fuck" I cursed loudly the moment he answered the call. "There was a girl who came!"

I tried telling him everything that had happened, in pure detail because as much as I hate to admit it, I might get in trouble because of that feisty lady. I can't deal with any more shits at this time. I barely have any money left right ow because I had ventured it in small business and the return wouldn't be up until a few more months. And this is the cheapest house I can get with all the money I have left. Plus, I have to deal with my other expenses too.

This incident can't fuck me up.

"She was my sister's friend. I'm sorry, I didn't know my sister have offered our place to her friend. If you want, I can send back the payment you just made-"

He wasn't even finished to half he was saying when the door opened, revealing a now fully clothed woman, her hair tied in a messy bun but that doesn't make her look any less attractive. A phone was also pressed on her ear and right at that moment, with all the rent and money issues I had in mind, and just by looking at her, I didn't know why I actually said those words.

"I'm gay... and you're not my type so living here with you will never be a problem for me. Well, unless you're the pervert type and you're planning on doing something immoral towards my sacred gay body, that will be a problem," I uttered, my words directed at her, totally forgetting the fact that I was talking with the owner of the house over the phone.

I saw how her eyes widened, her lips parting and that made me curse internally once again. This girl is just testing my self-control. But for more effect, I actually did something that might cause my father's life he sees. I flicked my wrist, the same way my gay friends did in those moments when they were sassy.

Fuck, am I even doing it right?