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
Sara POV "I am sorry, Sara, but my dick is out of control now." He spoke softly in my ear. My eyes welled up with tears as I gazed up at the sky. Why does he hurt me like this all the time? My body started to tingle when he kissed me in the moonlight. Under the wide sky, with the full moon shining and the stars twinkling, my love for him grows even stronger. The scent of flowers and the refreshing breeze from the oak trees heighten the romantic atmosphere. His lustful gaze dashed all my hopes that he would tenderly caress my body, as he had done the night before. Once more, he was looming over me like a ravenous wolf. I can see that he swallowed those drugs again because of his thirst. I wanted to ask him why he took those drugs, but then I thought back to what he had said, so I kept quiet. Initially, I attempted to stop him, but as soon as he began to play with my body by transforming into a sex monster, I gave up and lay down beneath his massive frame like a corpse. I'm not sur
Aron POV "Aaron, have you prepared for all this?" She gave me a shocked expression. "Yes," I nodded. "Whoa, that means you've destroyed the kitchen once more." She cast a reproachful glance at me. "No, I didn't make any messes in the kitchen this time." I answered her with pride. She ran towards the kitchen to check its condition. "It's unbelievable. You prepared a ton of food without making a mess." She gave me an incredulous expression. "Indeed." I tried not to smile as I nodded. After tasting the breakfast, she gave me a surprised look. "Oh my god, it's so delicious. How did you go from being a novice cook to an expert overnight?" She gave me a startled expression. What do I tell her now? I spent the entire night getting up to learn how to cook for her. I don't know what happened to me that day—I could not control my lust. I made an effort not to hurt her by pressuring her into having sex with me, but I was unable to restrain my need. I regretted it when I saw tears in h
Sara POV "Why are you hiding your hand? Show it to me." I looked at him in confusion when he didn't show me his hand, even after my request. "Sara, it's ok; I accepted your compliments. What's the need for kissing in my hands?" Why wouldn't he show me his hands? I noticed something fishy about his behavior. "Aaron, show me your hand right now." I'm not sure why I asserted my dominance over him. He slowly opened his palm in front of me. "Oh my god, your palm burns so severely." I gasped as I glanced at his palms. He has many cuts and burns on his palm. "Why did you not put any cream on your cut?" I promptly removed the first aid box and bandaged his wound with ointment. "I didn't have time to apply bandages; I was busy cooking." He replied to me like an innocent child. His childlike face always melted my heart. "If you are not a skilled cook, why would you need to cook?" I chastised him. "I intend to apologize to you. If I don't cook for you, you won't talk to me." What sudd