Sara POV "How are you feeling now?" I opened my eyes, and I saw him staring at my face, an unknown emotion filling his eyes. Why is he staring at my face? "I'm all right now." I smiled at the sight of him sleeping next to me. I had assumed that he would spend his night with Rosy, but I am relieved that he chose to stay with me during my periods. How did he manage to restrain his lust? I never thought he had such self-control over himself. I feel lighter after helping Neil. He has always been there for me when I needed financial support. Now, I help him with money. "What would you do, Sara, if you found out someone's biggest secret?" He met my gaze directly. Why is he asking me such a heavy question this morning? "I'll show them my sympathy and try to change their mood with my actions." I sent him a pitying glance. "sympathy?" He gave me a perplexed expression. Oh, how could I forget that he just knows passion and is ignorant of other emotions? "Sympathy is the emotional stat
Aron POV As the kissing moment unfolded in the Kdrama, I tightly grasped her neck and tenderly kissed her delicate lips. She grabbed my neck and kissed me back just as fiercely. Upon sensing her lips on mine, my junior hardened. She moved her hand around my torso and unintentionally touched my junior. She opened her eyes in horror. "Why's it always so hard?" She asked me in an irritated tone. "Because my dick likes you." I smiled, seeing her blush. I am perplexed as to why she flushed upon observing my hard dick, even though she had previously observed it and felt its hardness. But I enjoy the way she blushes. She is the most shy woman I have ever seen. "Mr. Figne, here's your popcorn and a cold drink." Angrily, Rosy set a bowl of popcorn on the table. Some popcorn dropped to the floor as a result of her shoving the bowl onto the table. Why does she seem so irate? I gave her a perplexed look. I looked into her eyes to find the source of her rage. Oh, now I understand. Her ange
Sara POV "Don't tell me that you have never experienced love."I looked at him in surprise. "No." He shook his head in bewilderment. I could understand his confusion. In reality, he had no idea what love was. I didn't understand why he was so skilled at lust alone and oblivious to other emotions. Were his parents unloving toward him? I wanted to ask him about the photograph I saw in his study room, but I restrained myself."Aaron," I began, "unlike other people who eventually judge someone, we do not pass judgment on someone we fall in love with. We do not wish to point out their shortcomings to them. They are who they are, and we accept that. Instead of accusing them, we help them become their best selves by defeating their darker sides.""Sara, I didn't understand anything you said." He gave me another confused look."Oh, sorry." I pouted, realizing my mistake. How could someone like him comprehend my flowery words when he had no understanding of what true love is? I needed to c
Aron POV "Sara, show me your quiz result." I looked at her with curiosity. I would like to know the outcome of her quiz. "Aaron, I didn't participate in the quiz." She concealed her phone behind her hips. "I know you completed the quiz, so don't lie to me." I attempted to take her phone. "No, I didn't complete the test." She ran towards the door to keep her phone out of my reach. I am sure she failed the quiz; that's why she didn't show me her result. I wish she had also passed the quiz and had feelings for me. I grinned as I considered the quiz questions. Each and every question on the quiz made me think of her. Now I understand what she was trying to make me explain about love. I didn't know I had feelings for her at the time, so I tried to be friends with her. I now know why I am attracted to her and not other women. The more I think about the quiz questions, the more doubts I eliminate. I wanted to tell her how I felt, but I'm not sure how to break the news to her that I've
Sara POV "Okay, don't stare at me with puppy eyes. If you can tell me exactly how you feel about her, I will try to help you." His intense gaze on me caused an odd tingling sensation throughout my body. Why is he staring so intently at me? For the first time in all these hours, I didn't even briefly perceive lust in his eyes. I'm not sure why, but every time I look into his eyes, I can see what he's trying to tell me. I don't know why I told Aaron my secret, but I never disclosed my podcast channel to anyone because I wanted to become recognized as a hidden podcaster who could poetically express feelings to the world. "Sara, I don't know how to explain what I felt about her." He twiddled his fork. I'm not sure who the lucky woman is, but I'm sure she must be a truly fortunate person if she has had such a profound impact on him. Though I know it's not me, I wish I could be his girlfriend. How come he would love me? I don't match his standard. I gazed at him as if I were a child ob
Aron POV "Are you sure you want me to fuck you?" I whispered in her ear. She nodded. "Yes." "But your period?" I questioned her. "It's over now." She took my hand and placed it in her vagina. I'm baffled by the sudden change in her behavior. I was compelled to close my eyes to fall asleep, even though my dick was itching to feel her tight vagina. I had always hoped that she would request that I engage in sexual intercourse with her; however, I am now unwilling to expedite the process now that I have come to terms with the depth of my affection for her. It's getting harder to contain my lust because of the way she was touching my dick, but I made a concerted effort today to control it. It's a great feeling to listen to her desires for the first time. I hovered over her, giving her a gentle peck on the lips. I am perplexed as to why she is kissing me so forcefully, despite her preference for gentle kisses. I had never seen her so wild before. It may be because of
Sara POV Why didn't he respond to me after listening to the poem? Did he not enjoy the poem? Anxiously, I peered at my phone. I spent the entire day anxiously awaiting his call. I stared at my phone's screen every time it beeped, hoping for his call, but all I got were calls for credit card services that day. I dropped him a message to ask for his feedback on my poetry, but he hadn't seen my message yet. I get upset when he doesn't comment on my poetry. I had never looked forward to receiving feedback from someone so much, yet I was curious about his opinion of my poetry. My gaze remained focused on the front door as I awaited his return. However, it's already 8 p.m., and he hasn't arrived yet. Where is he busy today? I dialed his number, but he was busy. Why did I write a poem for him when he didn't see any value in my hard work? My phone buzzed with his number just as I was about to remove the poetry from my channel, which I had opened with a furious tone. "Yes, who is this?" I
Aron POV "Aron, who was that girl?" That's the thing I'm most terrified of. Why did she receive my phone? I'm not sure how to answer Aunt Jerry's question now. What should I tell her now? I don't want to tell her about Sara. I need to invent a lie to respond to her inquiry. "She was my maid, Aunty." I looked at Rosy and thought of a response to her question. "Why was your maid answering the phone? Don't you set a limit for her?" She sounded frustrated over the phone call. I am well aware of her dominant behavior, so I choose to be quiet. She didn't have any emotional connection to me, so I don't understand why she continually wanted to run my life. She only used me as her sex slave, but she also invited her friends to present me as her sex toy in front of them. "Sorry, Aunty. I will tell her not to repeat this mistake." I want this to end so she won't discover anything about Sara. "No, Aaron, I don't think that's sufficient. You have to fire her from this job and hire a new eld