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, closing the door behind him. He was standing inches away from me while I stood frozen in the same spot. “I was just heading out," he muttered, running his fingers through his perfect hair. "My mom's not here, would you want to come with me?” My brain didn't let me think it through before prompting my head to move. It was the way he looked at me, I couldn't explain it but it made me act without thinking. “Great," he grinned. “Let's go." Clutching the strap of my bag, I walked behind him. He headed to the back of the house where various cars were parked. My jaw almost hung all the while he was walking towards a black truck. I knew nothing about cars, but even I could tell that all the cars in the lot were exquisite and expensive. When he walked to the driver's side of the truck, I knew that was the car we were taking. I then made my way to the passenger side. My first obstacle was the absurd height of the truck. Placing both legs on the step pad, I awkwardly climbed in like a little girl. When I finally sat in, I noticed he had been watching me with amused eyes. I couldn't bring myself to look at him. I knew I climbed in the wrong way and I was completely embarrassed. “That was…” he began, trailing off to burst into a deep laughter. "Adorable to watch." he blurted in between laughs. Hearing his laughter gave me the courage to look at him. His blue eyes beamed, his dentition displayed proudly all while he laughed heartily. I couldn't help but join in, chuckling under my breath as the embarrassment I felt slowly disappeared. “I… I didn't know how to…” "It's okay Raya,” he cut me off softly. "I struggled on my first try too.” I didn't believe him. Growing up surrounded by wealth, he most definitely knew how to climb into a truck without being told, but saying he struggled just so I could feel better showed how much of a gentleman he was. We stared at each other for a little too long. I started to feel flushed at the way his eyes searched mine, not sure what they were looking for. When I started to feel my cheeks warm up, I forced myself to look away, clearing my throat quietly. He also snapped out of his trance, clearing his throat while starting the ignition. As soon as he pulled the car out of the lot, I began to feel a little anxious. I had never sat in a car driven by a young person, what if he didn't even know how to drive? What if he was the reckless type of driver? What if he was the texting while driving type of people, or the ones who ran red lights? The more I thought, the more anxious I got. My heart started to pound while I exhaled sharply. “Raya?" It wasn't until I heard his voice that I remembered he was still beside me. I also realized we were on the road which didn't make my anxiety any better. “Raya?" I heard his voice again, this time softer than the first. I turned to him, now aware that he was trying to shuffle between concentrating on the road and on me. I instantly felt worse, sick to my stomach, unable to breathe. “Please watch the road." I blurted. He started to laugh again, just as hearty as the first one, only this time I had no intention of joining in. I was completely flushed. I was embarrassing myself, giving him a reason to make fun of me. I turned my teary eyes to the road, hoping that a hole would open up under my car seat and I would drop onto the road. Almost instantly, he stopped laughing. I didn't look to know why, I was too pained to. “I'm sorry Raya," I heard him say in the calmest tone I had ever heard him use. "I shouldn't have laughed at you,” he continued. "Your parents died in a car accident and you got really nervous about riding with me.” He paused to let out a quiet sigh. “It was very insensitive of me and I'm really sorry.” What followed was awkward silence. He drowned in self guilt while I struggled with my emotions. Projecting my opinions or emotions on people was something I never did. I didn't want people to think I was too much or overbearing. Swallowing my pain just so I didn't make a fuss was a habit I picked up since I started to live on my own. Hearing Rain tender me an apology when I didn't even have to say a word made me feel… noticed. I hurriedly wiped the tears that threatened to roll down my face, quietly sniffing so he wouldn't hear me. “Are you crying?" He asked in an anxious tone. “No!" I blurted. “Something got in my eye." I murmured to myself. He let out a light chuckle. “Do you want me to stop the car and blow on it?" I immediately shot him a puzzled look. “Because I will." He added with a smirk. “No, please don't." I tried to stifle a laugh but I was unsuccessful. He joined me and we both shared a brief moment of quiet laughter. **** Rain and I returned from what turned out to be a trip to the mall. He went to get some art supplies and a few extras his mother asked to pick up since he was there. Also, it turned out I was scared for no reason. Rain was an excellent driver. He followed all the road rules, didn't miss any red lights and drove according to speed limits. He was also incredibly sexy behind the wheel. Whenever he started the one-hand steering, I could feel my cheeks burning. When we drove in, he parked just outside the front door. The old maid, Tess, and two other younger ones came out to take the groceries out from the back of the truck. I had just unbuckled my seat belt when I noticed my door opened. Like a handsome angel in the light, Rain stood before me, giving me his hand with a smile on his face. “Coming down is a lot harder." he uttered with a smirk, suggesting that I take his hand. His smile was all the convincing I needed. I took his hand, placed my left feet on the pad, before climbing down with the other. In a moment, I was standing with both legs on the ground and my hand in his. We were having a bit of a moment when a deep voice interrupted us. “There you both are," it was Rain's father. He seemed excited to see us, but he had his eyes on me. I kept my eyes glued to the floor, planning to be that way until he walked away. "Hey dad,” Rain greeted as he let go of my hand. "Is mom in?” he asked as he walked into the house. Mr David followed behind him. "Yes,” when I heard him walk away, I looked up. “We have some news in fact." I clutched the strap of my bag very tightly, as if hanging on for dear life. A wave of anxiety washed over me as I tiptoed behind Mr David, hoping that he would not just turn around. “News?" I heard Rain ask. Just then his mother walked out of the kitchen. “Oh good, you're here," she muttered when she saw him. “And she's here too." She mumbled with a tiny hint of disdain in her tone. Unsure of what to say, I remained quiet, standing at a safe distance from the family. The old maid came out of the kitchen holding a tray with four glasses of fruit juice. “Thank you, Tess.” Rain whispered when he took a glass. She went around distributing the glasses to the rest of the family before coming to me. “Thank you." I whispered inaudibly. “So what's this news dad was talking about?" Rain asked after taking a sip from his glass. “Yes, about that," Chyna replied, pausing to also take a sip from her glass.”The man who was your father's best man is getting married.” “He organized a couples trip for him and his married friends,” the flatness in her tone was evident. She didn't want to go. “Our flight leaves tonight," Mr David took over from her. “And we'll be away for a week." He didn't sound like he was excited about it either. They both obviously didn't want to go, but for some reason, they were. Uncomfortable silence hung above the air for the next few minutes. My heart was pounding so loudly, I was almost sure they could hear it. “You both have fun then," Rain took it upon himself to break the silence. He stared at both of them with what seemed like a genuine smile. He must really enjoy the house without them. Just then, he locked eyes with me. “And while you're away, Raya and I can keep each other company."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
He didn't let me say another word, before barging into my apartment. I took a few steps back, watching in total shock as he scrambled to shut the door. He then proceeded to lock it before turning to me with hungry eyes. “What're you… what're you doing here?”I stammered, my voice barely audible. It was just two days since they left and the couples trip was supposed to last an entire week. I subtly pinched myself to be sure that I wasn't dreaming. He was not supposed to be here at all, and certainly not in my apartment. “I couldn't do it, Raya," his passionate tone and intense gaze petrified me. "I haven't stopped thinking about you the minute my plane took off,” He started to come near me and for some reason, I started to back away. “And your beautiful body," his deep tone had a seductive touch to it. “I haven't been able to get it out of my head." I continued to back up, holding his desperate gaze. Just then, I hit the single creaky
“Raya?" I heard a faint yet deep voice from my sleep. I must still be dreaming about David moaning my name as he reached climax, ramming me from behind, gripping onto my waist and pulling on my hair. He moaned louder and louder, not once slowing down, until he exploded into me, blurting out my name when he did. “Raya," I heard again. “Wake up." I was being delicately shoved back and forth, causing my eyes to flutter open. I opened my eyes to the image of Rain bent over me. I closed them again only to fling them open. When I was certain Rain was definitely standing in front of me, I sprung out of bed. “Whoa," he exclaimed. “It's just me, Raya." He said quickly, but I wasn't worried about him. I was worried about David. With a pounding heart, I looked to the other side of the bed. There was no sign of life. I scanned around the entire small apartment but there was not a single trace of him or the activities we did the night before. The place was spicy and
Even after telling him I was completely fine, Rain insisted on holding my hands as we headed down the stairs of my apartment building. A gesture that I found very cute, visibly giggling like a schoolgirl. He didn't let go until I was safely behind the passenger door of his black truck. My excited eyes watched him through the windshield making his way to the driver's side. I didn't realize how wide my smile was until he was strapping his seatbelt and looked at me. I quickly looked away but I wasn't fast enough. I felt his fingers circle under my chin. Steadily, he turned my face to meet his. “I caught you, Raya." he mumbled.I was unsuccessful at trying to hide away my smile. With a matching smile, he pulled my face closer to his, leaning in as he did so. In a second our lips met. A short, sweet kiss. The type that leaves you with butterflies at the bottom of your stomach when you pull away. That's exactly how I felt when we pulled away. Grinning shyly, I turned aw