27THEAThree years ago...I was riding inside a limousine to drive me to where Mr. Skarsgard was. Another customer. He is a VERY wealthy swedish man who contacted Skye a week ago. He said that he wanted a sexy woman to be with while he was staying here in London and since he was far from his wife, no one will know what he will be doing here.I was one of the best and most requested stripper and private escorts that Skye has. I was number one. Whenever he has new wealthy clients, like Mr. Skarsgard, I'm the one he calls for the job.When I reached the hotel, I fixed my skimpy dress and grabbed my small purse with me. I wore my Louboutin heels that my customer from last week had bought, he was another wealthy man who was crazy about me.I entered the lobby and as soon as I walked in, all men had their eyes on me. I bet they were either wondering if I was a prostitute, escort or a pornstar. I was always used to being looked at that way, men always loves to look at a woman who looks hot
28BENEDICTPRESENT TIME...It has been two weeks since the kiss and I haven't tried to do anything to contact her.She pushed me away so hard, I didnt know what to do. Nobody has pushed me away like what she did and I was completely utterly speechless. I have never been lost for words, ever, and I have never chased a woman before like how I chased her under the rain. She always makes me do things I have never done in my entire life and I hate myself for that. I hate it when I try to do things for her and I hate myself for doing everything just to make her stay with me.You're a complete fool Saintclare. Success isn't your middle name anymore, you better change that to Benedict Fool Saintclare. You are being so pathetic over one girl who pushed you away like that.But no matter how hard I try to remind and scold myself not to do things related to Thea, I always always end up doing things related to Thea. I don't know what she did to me but she has been inside my head ever since and th
29THEAHe walks inside my house and I closed the door for him right away. He was still bringing that basket on his right hand and I pity him for what he passed through before reaching here."You could've called or texted me that you were coming over. I could've told you which one was my apartment." I tell him as I walk to the couch.He stands there alone, still with the basket on his hand. He wasn't looking at my home but instead on my face. God he gets more and more handsome when I don't see him for weeks. Is that even possible? I didn't it could be. Maybe I just REALLY miss seeing his face."I thought you wouldn't want that so I didn't bother." He answers.I couldn't tell if he was being cold, awkward or shy around me. But I was sure that he is avoiding my gaze. Why? I'm only having fever, not sore eyes. Even sore eyes' means of commucation isn't through looking at someone else's eyes.I walked up to him and stared at the basket from his hand. "What's that for?""For you. Fruits he
30THEAThree years ago...Is it wrong to fall in love?Wait. No, my thoughts doesn't really only revolve on that simple question since my life is as complicated as a puzzle that's hard to solve.My question is more like.....Is it wrong to fall in love with a thirty-four year old man who has three sons from his previous failed marriage while you're still seventeen who works as a stripper and a private escort?Seventeen years of age gap.It sounds more complicated whenever I think about what has been going on with my life lately.After that night with Mr. Skarsgard, I was planning on not seeing him anymore because he was different among the rest and it scared me. He drove me home so he knew where I live. After we had sex, we showered together and we talked on my way home. He asked me what club I worked for so I answered him the place. He asked me if it was okay that he will visit and probably watch what I do and I said yes he can. I even told him he could meet and see new women from t
31BENEDICTPRESENT TIME...I have done so many things for her and I am eating this meal that doesn't even taste that great. It's like I'm eating tasteless foods but I'm still eating it. I usually scold people who serves me foods that taste as ridiculous as this but I'm enjoying it. I usually get mad because I find this disrespectful, yet I am eating it what Thea cooked for me. I just can't believe that she makes me do things like these that I don't even want to do and things that I haven't even done before.All I thought about was to make sure she was okay and that she wasn't feeling to hot because of her fever. To be honest, I worried about her right when that security guard told me rhat Thea wasn't feeling okay. All of a sudden I felt worried for someone from the opposite sex and I only have that kind of feeling towards my mother and my siblings. But that moment, all I ever thought was to come rushing here and buy her foods or fruits or anything that would help her.I know she does
32THEASEBASTIAN: I'm not giving up not unless you say yes to me :) please have dinner with me this 7?I sigh.I've been staring at his text ever since I received it two hours ago. He asked me to go have dinner with him and promised that it will be safe this time. No entering a closed company but just two people having dinner. I don't need to worry when I'm with him but he's friends with Benedict and I'm afraid that he will see me with Sebastian. I don't want him to think other stuff.It's only an hour left and my shift is finished. Only three days left before the new issue of Lure Mag will be out on Monday. I have so many things to look forward to and I have been trying to keep myself busy after a week of what happened between me and Benedict inside my home but when I reach my apartment all I see is the scene of how I pushed him out of my apartment.My phone vibrates again inside my pocket and of course it was Sebastian.SEBASTIAN: I'm picking you up after work? Please please have d
33"I want you to meet my date Benedict. This is Thea." Sebastian gestured to me.I don't know if I should smile at Benedict because his facial expression shows that he seemed displeased of what he his hearing and witnessing."Thea, I'd like you to meet the Alpha wolf of the pact, Benedict Saintclare." Sebastian says.Sebastian leans to my ear and whispered, "Have you interviewed him? Now would be a great time."Sebastian smiled. He was nice despite having that bad boy look that everyone sees him. He's caring and thoughtful. Bad boys should be mean, grumpy and moody but he's chill most especially when he's with his friends. I could see how he loves dearly these men on this table. I could see how he enjoys his time spending with them. I could see how close they are and it's beautiful to see this kind of friendship.I nod. "I did.""So Miss Thibault." Benedict's voice caught my attention. Now he sits right across me next to his beautiful blond.So I'm Miss Thibault again. He's setting b
34It has to be him. He has to be in the same elevator while I'm also heading back up to the rooftop.Are you playing with me, Jesus? You're making everything more awkward for the both of us. Most especially, for me. I have been trying my best to avoid him and yet you play with me.He stands there perfectly and handsomely as he leans his butt against the elevator's wall with his hands inserted inside the pockets of his slacks. His green eyes met mine the second the elevator opened while he looks at me under his eyebrows. Both of us froze when we saw each other unexpectedly and we were just silently staring at each other. I wanted to get in and ride the elevator with him but at the same time I don't want to because I'm too scared to be around him. I might say words that will hurt him again. Actually, I want him to go up first to the rooftop and then I'll take the other trip.When the elevator door was about to close, Benedict was fast enough to press a button which made the elevator's