I stood outside the big house. I was almost hyperventilating. My hands were sweaty, and I was nervous. No, I was terrified.
I had on a peach, lacey, short gown. It stopped a few inches away from my knees, holding my body rather tightly. It had a cute little V neck that showed a bit of my cleavage. I didn't know why I chose it, but I figured if I was to take up the job of a prostitute, I should at least look like one. With shaky hands, I rang the doorbell. I waited for about thirty seconds but there was no response. I knew because I was counting. I rang it again and counted another thirty seconds, but there was no response. I silently counted from one to ten again, telling myself if no one came to the door when I had finished, I was going to walk away. And no one did. I turned around to leave after my pathetic count, but I had barely made it past the first step when I heard the door open. “Yeah?” I heard a calm deep voice behind me. Slowly, I turned to meet a tall figure. I struggled to keep my jaw from dropping, because standing before me was the most attractive man I had ever seen in person. I always saw them on TV and dreamed about meeting them in person. My dream just came through. He had little round glasses over his deep blue eyes. His wavy hair was wrapped in a little bun behind him. Some of it dropped to the side of his face. He looked like the basketball player version of Harry Potter. My eyes then traveled over his body. He had on a white shirt that failed to cover up his chiselled abs and muscles. I was still drooling over his features when I heard him clear his throat. “Are you lost?” I heard him ask as he sized me up. A wave of embarrassment took over me and my eyes dropped to the floor. “I..I'm here to see Mrs Tetra. My name is Raya.” My words came out in a whisper. I was so flushed and embarrassed. “You're the one mom told me about. Come in.” Mom? I wanted to scream out loud, but instead, I quietly followed him into the house. I couldn't believe that heartless woman was his mom. I looked up at him as he led me into the house. He was so handsome even from behind. “She's out with my dad right now so..” “I'll wait.” I muttered before he could finish. He looked at me and my eyes met his. Butterflies flew in different directions inside my stomach. “Alright.” He shrugged. It was when he looked away, I realised how beautiful the house was. It was big and bright. The living room walls were made of long, large glass, giving you an express view into the garden. I looked around, noticing the even more beautiful paintings hung everywhere on the wall. I could tell from the way they looked that they were really expensive. “My name is Rain. If you need anything the maid will get it for you.” A middle aged woman waved sweetly at me. She had an apron and cap on indicating she was the maid he spoke about. “Thank you, Rain.” My eyes went to his deep blue eyes again. Why was he hiding them behind those glasses? Probably to stop people from getting lost in them. “Sure Raya. I'll be upstairs.” He gave me a small smile before disappearing through a staircase nearby. He looked even better when he smiled. “Can I get you anything dear?” My thoughts were snatched from Rain by the woman in the apron. “Something to drink will be fine, thank you.” She nodded and gave me a small smile. I plummeted into the couch when she was gone. It was so soft. I don't think I had sat on a couch so soft. My eyes went back to scanning the room. A large piano sat in the corner of the room. It was so grand and beautiful. It reminded me of my dad. He loved to play the piano and passed on his knowledge to me. He would sit before the piano and place me on his leg in between. Holding my hand, he would lead my fingers through the keys. Hitting each note ever so perfectly. “Do you play?” My body shuddered when I heard a voice behind me. I looked back to find a middle aged man standing behind me. He had a striking resemblance to Rain, which meant he was his father. Mrs Tetra's husband. The man I was here for. I immediately got to my feet. Not sure why but I did. I wanted to say something but nothing came. “I asked if you play the piano.” He nudged his head at the grand piano behind me and I followed his gaze before returning back to look at him. “Yes. My dad used to teach me.” “Used to? Why did he stop?” He had this fatherly tone to him. The type of tone that makes you feel loved and safe. “He died years ago, in a car accident.” My heart broke as the words left my lips. I missed my dad. He was my best friend. “Oh dear. I'm sorry about that.” The empathy in his voice was hard to miss. “You can come play anytime you want. I would love to hear you play.” He gave me a reassuring smile that made me question why I had agreed to do this. He was such a nice man. A good man. A family man. It would be impossible to get him to cheat on his wife. Just then Mrs Tetra walked in. My heart sank. “I see you've met Raya honey. Raya, this is my husband, David.” She walked into his arms with a smile on her face. I was filled with disgust for her but nodded with a small smile. “Yes dear. Did you know she plays the piano?” He spoke like he was impressed. Like a father that was proud of his child. “She does? Why didn't you tell me Raya darling?” You didn't ask b!tch, was what I wanted to say. Instead, I showed a sheepish smile and lowered my head. “Join us for lunch Raya.” I heard him say. I was about to refuse when I heard her speak. “Yes. You should join us. I insist.” She spoke so sweetly but I knew she was threatening me. I seemed to be the only one who knew who she really was. “Thank you. You both are so kind” I lowered my head again as I mumbled the words. I followed behind them into the garden. The one I had been staring at from the glass walls of the living room. The air outside was warm and fresh. “We don't wear shoes in the garden Raya.” I was too engrossed in looking around, I didn't notice they all took their shoes off. “I apologise.” I whispered. Hurrying back to the entrance to take my flats off. I noticed someone walk up beside me as I did so. Rain. He was also taking his shoes off. I got a whiff of his cologne. It smelt of pinewood and coconut. I wanted to take the scent all in. “I feel your pain. I'm forced to take off my shoes too.” He winked at me before walking into the garden. I was immediately breathless for a few seconds before catching up a whiff of his cologne once again. How could a person look and smell so good? I took a deep breath to stabilise my whole body before standing up straight. The three of them were already seated at the table. The only empty chair at the table was beside Rain. I knew it signified trouble. He was going to distract me. “So Raya...” Rain's father spoke as I sat down. His tone was almost as deep as his son's and almost alike. It was almost like he was the older version of Rain. “Recently, my wife hasn't stopped talking about you.” He looked at her and she smiled. It made me wonder, if they were so happy, why did she want me to seduce him? He returned his gaze to me and I kept my head lowered. I didn't know what I was supposed to say. It was the same reason I hated gatherings. I always didn't know what to say. “Where do you live Raya?” I heard the voice beside me. It was Rain. “West Avenue, Lincoln Street, apartment number 6” I mentally facepalmed myself. I should have just said West Avenue. “Do you live with your family?” He went on. Just then, the kitchen people came with our food and the plates were set before us. The sweet smell of baked potatoes filled up my nostrils. “No. I live alone.” I mumbled as I took a bite. Sparks flew in my mouth as it dissolved on my tongue. It was amazing. “Why?” This time his father spoke. I started to get really nervous. I hated being questioned. “My parents died in a car accident, and my sister is in the hospital. She has brain cancer.” I whispered. Dreadful silence followed as the mood of the table dampened. I knew it was because of what I said. I lived a pretty sad life but it was my life. I didn't like to share it with anyone. “I'm sorry about that Raya.” Rain was the first one to speak. His tone was soft. Like a child apologising for doing wrong. “It's okay. ”, I whispered. It wasn't his fault, it wasn't anybody's fault. I poked my food with my fork. I wasn't feeling hungry anymore. I just wanted to crash into my bed and pull a pillow over my head. The silence at the table made me even more uncomfortable and I could feel Mrs Tetra's piercing eyes. “If you wouldn't mind, I would love to pay your sister a visit.” My heart skipped a beat. I looked up to meet Mr Tetra's charming eyes. He was also a very good looking man. “I..” “I insist Raya” He cut me off with a smile. My eyes wandered to his wife sitting beside him. They shone with excitement. This was what she wanted. For him to be interested in me so I could seduce him. “That would mean a lot. Thank you.” I lowered my eyes in shame. Not because I didn't want him to see Anna but because I was ashamed of myself. If only he knew what my purpose was, he wouldn't be so kind to me. I sighed and took a bite of my food. If I was dreaming, I needed to wake up really soon.I arrived at the Tetra household, taking a while to admire the view. It was a really big house, with an even bigger yard and a pool out back. I couldn't help but wonder what Mr David did for work. I walked through the gate and rang the doorbell. Unlike the first time, I didn't bother counting. I knew I had no choice but to wait until someone came. Thankfully, I didn't have to wait for long.“Raya, you're here early."Rain looked as handsome as he should be, holding the door and grinning at me. I felt flushed, shy even.“Your mother asked me to be here, and here I am."I mumbled with a shy giggle. My eyes widened when I heard him giggle as well."Well, come in. I'm guessing you'll wait." I followed quietly behind him until we got to the living room. I got a whiff of his coconut scent and my eyes closed for a second to take it in. “Do you want me to keep you company while you wait?"My eyes flung open
I wrapped my hair in a towel, taking another one around me as I stepped out of the shower. I always found the art of perfectly wrapping a towel around oneself and moving around handsfree, very fascinating. I never got the hang of it. Instead, I would hold up the end of the wrap tightly under my arm. Basically making myself handicapped in one arm.I made my way to the living area of my small apartment, one arm holding up the towel wrapped around myself, the other hand drying my hair with a smaller towel.“Hello Raya."I jumped at the sound of someone in the living area. I looked up quickly to realize Mr David was standing before me. I noticed his eyes were not looking at me. I followed his gaze to realize I had unconsciously let go of my towel and it lay on the floor. He was staring at my completely naked body. “I'm… I'm sorry.”I scrambled for my towel, rewrapping it around myself. I could feel tears welling up as I looked at my feet.
I made it to the Tetra mansion once again by morning. I didn't go to work anymore, trying to seduce Mr David became my only job, and it seemed it wasn't going to be a difficult one. The night before, he whispered to me about having a beautiful body. It made sense as to why he didn't look away when my towel dropped to the floor. I didn't know if I was to feel relieved or scared, but a part of me was also happy. All my life I have never experienced what it felt like to be rich, to be spoiled, even when my parents were alive, we were a middle-class family who could only afford the basics. Now suddenly, I was in the midst of wealth. I was feeling confident today so I put on shorts and a T-shirt. I was just about to ring the doorbell when the door flung open, startling me a little. “I'm sorry," Rain's voice and smile quickly calmed me. He had on shirts and a T-shirt as well, although my shorts were shorter. With a smile on his face, he stepped out,
Rain's parents were too stunned to say a word when he insinuated that I keep him company while they are away. I was too stunned to speak as well. It didn't sound like he was asking, it was more of a subtle demand. An assertion. A sexy one at that. I just couldn't say no. Rain drove his parents and I to the airport. Rather uncomfortably, I sat in the passenger seat, occasionally receiving death glances from his mother through the rear mirror. She was telling me not to mess up, not to screw things up, and above all, not to forget why I was even here in the first place. Her death stares were definitely working, because I started to second guess returning to the mansion with Rain. Finally, her eye harassment came to an end. More to my relief than hers. Before Rain could properly park the truck, I hurriedly unbuckled my seatbelt. The moment he turned off the ignition, I hastily jumped down as carefully as I could. I didn't want him to repeat the action he performed earlier in f
Even with the loud music, I could still hear the loud grunts emanating from each man. It was getting ugly, and it was getting ugly fast. “Get off him, Rain!" My yelling seemed to be futile because the punches didn't stop. Both men were drunk, but Rain continued to hit him right in the face while the other guy missed two out of three punches. Maybe it was the little alcohol I ingested from the guys mouth, but Rain was beginning to look more and more sexy with sweat, mixed with alcohol, soaking his T-shirt as he violently threw his fists around. Not long after the fight was getting intense, it was brought to an end. Other slightly drunk men pulled both men away from each other. One of them was bleeding profusely from a broken nose and it wasn't Rain. Rain snatched his arm away from the men who held him, spat out blood before cleaning the corner of his mouth with the back of his palm. “Get out of my house," he growled, immediately stopping the mu
By morning, the maids came back to the mansion. The shock on their faces when they saw the pile of rubbish that littered everywhere made me feel terrible. They were suffering for the mess a bunch of reckless young adults created, but then again they were paid heavily for it. Undoubtedly, Rain was also compensating them, heavily, to keep their mouths shut. As I walked around the house, trying to render as much help as I could to the maids, my mind traveled far and wide. Actually, not far at all, it was within the mansion, dwelling on the actions of the night before. I was torn between myself, struggling between regret and satisfaction. Kissing Rain was almost heavenly. His lips were soft and he knew how to work his hands around my body. He treated my body as if he knew it like the back of his palm. I was completely lost in the moment, yielding to his trap, until I instantly got a wave of guilt that rushed over me. That was when I pulled away. I ran, like a coward, out of hi
After Rain informed Tess we were going into the mountains, we headed out. As usual, he took the truck. I had no hiking gear so he had to take me shopping. I also had no idea what to get since it had been ages ago my dad and I went hiking, so he ended up buying all I needed. From water bottles, to shoes, to clothing, to other essentials, Rain got them all. He even got a few extras. Whenever he saw something and said “I think this would look good on you", he threw whatever it was into the cart and paid for it. It took us about an hour to get out of the city and to the foot of the mountain. He was mostly chatty during the car ride and we even did a little karaoke whenever a song we both knew came on the radio. He spoke mostly about his favorite movies. When he noticed I was only listening and not imputing, he asked me what my favorite movies were. I was honest, although shameful, and told him I hadn't watched anything that wasn't shown on Anna's hospital television. After a f
Rain was the second member of the Tetra household to see the insides of my apartment. After stopping at a pharmacy for some painkillers I wasn't going to use, then stopping at a restaurant for some take out, it was almost dark out when I got home. When he drove me home, he helped me up the stairs, slowly and cautiously like when we were climbing down the mountain. I was getting sick of walking painstakingly slowly when I could walk just fine, but it was the price I had to pay for lying my way out of hiking with him. Eventually, we got to my apartment. The familiar broken walls, chipped wooden floors and poorly furnished apartment of the place that I called my home welcomed me. A part of me was ashamed to even let Rain in but I knew there was no chance he was going to drop me off by the front door, and leave like a delivery guy. “Chair or bed?" I heard him ask after he shut the door behind us. His hand rested firmly around my waist the whole time, while