A/N:

Hope you enjoy ~

Warning!
- Strong Language
- Sexual Themes

Name: Mason

Credits to the owner of the picture.

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Y/N's POV

'They told me you're bad news. They told me you're dangerous. They told me you're everything but nice. They told me your kind doesn't love.' You thought as you look at the man sleeping peacefully beside you, 'But they were all wrong. Well... aside from being bad. Because you're one bad motherfucker. A man who's dangerous but loves like there's no tomorrow. Oh, how you worship my body like the most religious person on earth. You definitely ruined every man on this planet for me.'

He tilted in his sleep and stretched, signaling he's awake. He gets up and yawned, then he turns around to you and smiles. He turns away and hopped off the bed, not bothering to cover his naked body. Well, you're sort of lovers but then it's more like just sex and minus the loving part. It was your fantasy to find a guy that is great in bed and will do it with you casually but won't get clingy. But so far, boys are very territorial.

Until you found Mason. Just the right type of carefree and bad, but there's also dominance. He lets you live your life, he's not that territorial but when he knows something is off with a guy he tells you.

After showering, the two of you agreed for a breakfast together at the cafe a few blocks from his penthouse. Usually, you wouldn't do this with your flings since it just leads to some attachment and hope for the boy but then you've also been doing this agreement with Mason since College and he's just pretty laid back.

You settled at a fancy brunch place since Mason is rich and so is his palate. We were escorted by the balcony with a great view of the city. The morning breeze and the right warmth of the sun just made you want to close your eyes and enjoy your moment. The escort handed you the menu and left.

A waitress comes with an excited smile, "Hi, my name is Eunice. May I take your orders now?"

"I'll have a black coffee, no sugar. And..." you scanned the menu and closed it, "A hot croissant."

"Okay," she gave you a sweet smile and took the menu before turning to Mason.

"I'll have an iced americano and a green salad, no dressing." He handed back the menu, not even sparing the girl a glance. He pulled out his phone and started to get busy.

"I'm sorry, are you Mason Maxwell?" The two of you looked up at the waitress. "It's me, Eunice! From high school!"

Then you saw familiarity spark in his eyes that somehow did something to you, "Oh, hey."

They talked a bit before Eunice finally leaves to get our orders. You let out a sigh and click your tongue to the roof of your mouth, "Well, that was cute." You said and forced a smile.

"She used to be famous back in school. All the boys loved her and so did the girls. Very friendly, but you see, I was a nerd and looked pretty lame back then. But she still approached me and made me feel belong. I kinda used to have the biggest crush on her before, but I was too scared to even let her know." He confessed and you didn't know why but that brought you down.

"Why don't you ask her out now, then?" You blurt out and he chuckles.

"Nah, I prefer bad girls now." He winks at you and you smirked.

"You'll never know unless you get a taste, Mase." You said and sipped your water. You didn't even know why you're doing this.

He studies you for a bit, "Do you really want me to ask her out?"

"Decision's yours," you said and leaned back as if you're just calm and laid back. You felt something twist your stomach, you started to question yourself why you feel that way.

"I'm asking you." He said in a stern, commanding tone.

"Sure, Mason." You said and rolled your eyes. Dear, Y/N. You're fucking stupid.

"Alright, here she comes." The girl did come back with the tray of our food.

"Here is your food," she said and served the food with a pretty smile, "Please let me know if you need anything."

"I do, I have a question." Mason said, "Do you have a boyfriend?"

Eunice chuckled and looked at you then back at him, "No," she chuckled.

"Good," Mason smirked, "Will you go out with me tomorrow Friday night?"

"What?" She chuckled nervously, "I thought you guys were..."

She pointed at you and Mason. You shook your head and chuckle, "No, darling. Trust me, old ladies attract me way more than this man does."

Mason gives you a look but shook his head, "So?" He changes topic.

"I... sure," Eunice said, "Friday night?"

"I'll pick you up," Mason handed his phone to her so she could type his number and she does.

He really did it. Fucking dick. You thought and drank your water to calm yourself down, at least.

Somehow, you knew he's taking her to the five-star restaurant under his penthouse because he only needed to ride an elevator up to his room, horny bastard. So you decided to set a date with someone there too.

Why? You kept telling yourself you wanted to enjoy the night as well and you missed the steak there but you are just hiding the fact that you're jealous and that you wanted to spy on them. So you dialed his cousin, Wesley.

"I swear to god, Y/N. I don't ever want to be a part of this." His cousin groans as he leans back on his chair. You are quite close to Mason's family since you've been with that "dipshit", as you prefer to call him, since College and he often took you to family gatherings. They were very fancy and grand by the way, and everyone always assumed you're his girlfriend. And the beauty and the genes in his family was strong. They had models and celebrities there, it was a visual heaven.

"Didn't you say you rooted for me?" You asked as you anxiously flipped through the two page menu while looking around.

"I do, but I have a party to attend in-" then you see him enter with his date.

"Shit! They're here!" You muttered and hid your head inside the menu, "Why the fuck does he look like that? What is this? A movie premiere or something? Stupid bitch."

"Hi, my name is Brie. I'll be your waiter for tonight-" you handed the waitress your menu without even glancing at her since you're busy spying on the two just waiting for the old guy to type in his stupid computer and find their seats.

"A well-done steak and red wine." You cut her off.

"How about you, Sir?" She asked and you just felt so distracted so you turn to her and glared at her.

"He'll have the same, thank you." You said and grabbed Wesley's menu and handed it back to the girl. Wesley gave her an apologetic smile.

"She's in a mood because the guy she likes is on a date." You kicked him under the table.

"Ow!" He groans and rubbed his shin.

"Y/N?" You froze at the familiar voice and you turn around and acted shocked.

"Oh my god, you imbecile, are you stalking me?" You replied sarcastically.

"Uh, I don't think so." Then his eyes landed on Wesley, "What is that doing here?"

Wesley gasped in a dramatic way, "Ugh, excuse me. We're on a date, obviously."

Mason crossed his arms and raised his brow, "Really?" He doesn't even sound like he's convinced, "Since when did you take interest on Y/N?"

"Cousin, she's hot. Who doesn't wanna bang that beautiful body of hers while looking at her gorgeous face." Wesley said and winked at you.

"Thank you," you said. Finally, something useful.

"I should know." Mason said as he leans in so that his date doesn't hear, "Enjoy my leftovers, dickhead."

"Gosh, what's up your ass?" You chuckled as you see Mason really pissed.

"Whatever." Mason said and he walked to their table which was not so far away from yours.

Eunice waved goodbye, "Nice to meet you." Then she turns to you, "You do look hot, Y/N."

You smirked and nodded at her, I know. You looked at your outfit and you know pretty well how gorgeous you looked tonight.

"Damn, she's cute." Wesley said as he adjusts his suit, "When you fix things between you and Mason, I'm gonna go and ask for her details and stuff."

"Whatever," you said and since this was a booth, you scooted closer to Wesley to get a proper view of Mason's table. "Time to work."

You look at Wesley in the eyes and gave him your most intense, seductive glare.

"Shit, you look hot." He smirked and lightly touched the tip of his nose to yours.

"I know," you chuckled and leaned your head closer but your phone buzzed. You turn to look at it and it was a text from Mason, you look up and found him looking at you with angry eyes.

You opened his message, "Bathroom. Now." It said.

"Can't you see I'm on a date?" You replied back and you saw him typing, completely ignoring his date.

"If you don't get up and head to the bathroom right now, I will pull you, bend you over that fucking table and fuck you right in front of your date." You frown and glared at him. You rolled your eyes and looked at Wesley.

"He wants to see me." You said and Wesley rolled his eyes.

"Do that and I'll go over to their table and steal his date." Wesley said as he fixed his suit.

"Deal."

Since Mason stood up first, you followed behind him. When you arrived, he quickly pulls you into the men's bathroom and locked the door, checking every cubicle. When it was empty he walks up to you and slammed you against the wall but holding his hand behind you so it doesn't hurt, "What is this?"

"A fucking date, Mason. Haven't you heard of one?" You replied sarcastically.

"You know damn well what I mean." He said and sighed. He quickly drop a hand to your thigh, "You look way too hot tonight."

He started to kiss your neck, "Well, it's for my date." You push him away and he stumbles back.

"Please, Y/N. Quit teasing me." He begs amd went back to kissing your neck but you grab him by the hair and pulled him back making him moan, "Fuck, baby."

You made him face you, "You got yourself a date, I got mine." You said and glared at him, "Know this, Mason. Whatever you do to me, I'll do the same to you. Flirt with other girls, I'll flirt with other boys. Do not fucking mess with me, I'm crazier than you think."

"But you're the one that said-" you kick him right between the legs.

"Wrong answer. Tonight, I won't have sex with you because you obviously still don't know me. Read between the fucking lines, Mason." You said and walked away but before you exited the room, "But I'll let you fuck me first thing in the morning."