Chapter 3

• CHAPTER THREE
• My heart was beating fast as I watched him lean forward to my lips. I closed my eyes in anticipation and when nothing happened, I opened them again and found Rodrigo staring at me.
• “Were you expecting a kiss?” he asked out of nowhere.
• “a kiss? I closed my eyes out of fear,” I said, while trying to demonstrate the situation with my hands.
• “Alright then, pull the shirt and get out.” He replied harshly.
• Why is he suddenly so harsh? Was I supposed to say yes to expecting a kiss, or did my lines not go well, I thought to myself.
• I walked behind him and pulled off the shirt, and he just stood there. I took his silence for a goodbye and went towards the door.
• “Don’t step in here again!” he announced.
• “Never in my life! If I do, do whatever you want with me.” I retorted.
• “I will keep those words in mind,” he murmured and went to bed, turning off his light.
• I walked out of the room; I was lowkey disappointed. I replayed his closeness in my mind and tapped my head in shame.
• Walking into my room, I looked at Rodrigo’s shirt I was holding and unknowingly took it towards my nose and sniffed it. It smelled like him, a more advanced smell of a chocolate bar.
• I walked into the shower, and after taking my bath, I put the shirt on, looking at myself in the mirror. I started laughing crazily, the shirt looked like I had been thrown into it, it was extra cute.
• The maid came to remind me of dinner, and I was looking forward to seeing Andrew at dinner but disappointment slaps.
• He didn’t come down for dinner, leaving me feeling bad for disturbing him in the first place. I guessed he couldn’t come down shirtless, so I asked the maid to arrange something I could take to him.
• Standing at the door, I swore never to go in. I didn’t bother knocking and just went in. I slowly switched on the lights and discovered he was asleep.
• I bent forward to catch a better view of his extra handsome face that I couldn’t properly look at when we met.
• I glanced at his closed eyes, then down to his perfectly shaped lips, and then back to his closed eyes.
• My hand slowly started moving to his face, lightly stroking his hair and his face. When I caught myself lusting, the thing had already been done.
• I set the meal down on his bedside table along with an apology letter, promising not to bother him anymore, and then walked out of the room to rest.
• RODRIGO’S POV
• I heard footsteps and immediately knew who it was. Surprisingly, Perlah didn’t knock on the door before coming in. Could she ever be scared of me? I thought to myself and hurriedly closed my eyes, so she might think I was asleep and leave quickly.
• After walking around, she switched on the lights and dropped the food at the bedside table. I thought it was over until I heard footsteps coming towards me and a figure crouching down at me.
• Feeling uncomfortable, I tried to move until a little soft hand landed on my face.
• Shocked, I stayed in position and didn’t dare to move, and then she started stroking my hair. I felt what I had never felt before, I felt a refill of the absence of a mother in my life. I felt peace and hoped it went on that way.
• She suddenly stopped and rushed out of the room. I slowly opened my eyes to be sure she had left and then got up to see what she dropped on the table.
• Getting to the table, I found food and a piece of paper, with an “apology letter” boldly written on it, and then picked up the letter to see what was written on it.
• “Hi Rodrigo, after the little thing I did, I realized it must have bothered you, and you couldn’t come down for dinner because you were shirtless. I feel comfortable in your shirt, and I’d like to let you know it will happen again, but please, once it does, try and be tolerant because I will try to be out of your life quickly. But for the main time, I’m sorry in advance for more disturbances to come. I need you to know it’s not intentional, things happen. Thank you for your kind understanding of this situation. I would also advise you to finish that food to generate strength, Perlah.”
• After reading the letter she sent, I concluded that she wasn’t a normal person. I couldn’t get how what she wrote was an apology, it sounded more like a warning that she would continue bothering me.
• I dropped the letter and resumed eating the food. I might need that strength to conquer her inconveniences.
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• PERLAH’S ROOM
• I went into my room and replayed what happened in Rodrigo’s room. What was I even thinking, I thought to myself, holding my forehead. Gladly, he wasn’t awake or caught me doing it, “It would be our little secret,” I said to myself. Smiling.
• “You know you could have just kissed me if you wanted it so badly, I didn’t bite.” Rodrigo’s voice suddenly ranged out of nowhere.
• I looked at my doorstep and then realized I hadn’t shut the door and Rodrigo was standing right there staring at me.
• I stood there in shock, trying to come up with an excuse for what I did, but there was none, so I talked about the shirt instead, to divert attention.
• “Look, doesn’t the shirt look good on me?” I said and immediately felt stupid.
• Rodrigo stood there staring deeply at me. I felt like I had just tempted the devil. “Why does trouble keep following me everywhere?” I whispered to myself.
• “I’m sorry, this time I swear I didn’t mean to touch you, I was tempted, and my hands acted on their own.” I knew what I said made no sense, but I had to do something.
• “Come here!” Rodrigo commanded with a serious tone; his eyes filled with lust.