Chapter 6

“How are you?”

"What do you think?" He laughed at me and bit his lower lip while staring at my body.

We are at his place. If someone might be asking about the progress, I can say a little progress has been made after a week of being with each other.

"You’ve been wearing that engagement ring," he said while looking at my fingers. I looked at it and saw how the engagement ring perfectly fits on me.

It looks so good that no one would notice I bought it for myself.

"Why? I am just hinting them that I am not single anymore. I am trying to make them see that I am already engaged with you," I bluntly replied.

In moments like these, I would feel embarrassed about myself but I kind of grew up with it.

My eyes followed him when he stood up without saying anything. I saw him opening the drawer of his table just across his bed.

This is the first time I’ve been here, and I can say that his place has homely vibes. Just like any typical person, there are things in his place that are necessary for daily functioning.

Aside from the paintings, I don’t see any collection of things.

The atmosphere of his place is really nice. Everything in this house is so pleasant in my eyes. From the chandelier that looks cozy yet simple, down to the bottom that looks simply nice.

The warmth of the place can really make you feel at home. I don’t like the color brown because for me it doesn’t look good in anything, but I can’t stop myself from appreciating its beauty.

I didn’t know the interior of the house could be this good.

"You should wear this."

My mind stopped functioning for a second. Is this real? Am I not dreaming or anything? Alexander is giving me an engagement ring?

I know we have talked about trying to get to know each other first for our deal to work, but I didn’t think he would give me something like this!

"What are you staring at? Do you want me to be romantic and put the ring on your finger?"

I shook my head and picked the ring from his hand.

"This looks so expensive."

You can tell from the design that it is not that 'just.' I am not a fan of jewelry. My mom loves to collect jewelry, and I got a little knowledge from her, and I know this ring costs more than the 'normal' engagement ring.

"Not really… Anyway, I don’t want the media to suspect us or something. Your parents' fame is on a different level, and uhm… as well as mine. I know you are in every article with a different woman on every page."

"What are you trying to say then?"

"I am not trying to say anything. I’m trying to be nice."

Really?

"By the way, where are my clothes?" I was looking for them on the floor but found nothing. The mess we had made earlier was completely gone. The tidiness of his room came back.

He looked at me and then back at the ring I am wearing. I am covered with his comforter. I don’t have any clothes on me right now.

"Laundry. Tamara has clothes here. I am going to get some for you."

What? Tamara has clothes here? I was hoping he would walk out and go to the other room, but the scene suddenly made a little pinch in my heart. My eyes didn’t leave him until he went to his closet.

So… Tamara’s clothes are inside his closet along with his clothes?

Don’t tell me Tamara has been here?

Why am I asking myself some stupid questions? Of course! She has been here. They were together, and I suddenly snatched him away from her.

"Does she come here often?" I asked him when he finally came back with clothes in both of his hands. Both are not my type but anyways… I won’t demand anymore.

He looked at me, puzzled by my question. "Who?"

He put the dresses in front of him. Scanning them thoroughly. It was nice, but not really my style. I wear dresses sometimes, but this is a bit too much for me, I think. Too revealing for me.

It barely covers my body.

"Nothing… I am hungry. Can we order food now?"

I said, changing the topic. The deal slipped through my mind. We were not supposed to ask questions or even mingle with each other’s personal life. Tamara and him shouldn’t be in my business.

He put the dress that he picked on my feet. It was a tube top black tight dress. The length of the dress would surely make perverts smile. It barely covers your private parts.

Even though my parents were models in their time, they didn’t force me to wear something like this. They let me wear what I want.

"You can order anything you want. And also, I will be in a meeting tonight."

His eyes dropped to meet mine. "What does it have to do with me?" I innocently asked him. Why is he telling me about his meeting? I am not interested in whatever that meeting is.

"I am telling you this to let you know I am busy. So, don’t disturb me tonight," he said with full authority.

I laughed sarcastically. Does he think I am that obsessed with him? "I won’t disturb you tonight, don’t worry about it. I have some other important things to do as well."

I shrugged both of my shoulders. "Can you leave for a minute? I will put my clothes on." His jaw dropped with what I said. Like what? He had already seen my body, but I still want some privacy. "Wait… you gave me a dress, but you didn’t give me underwear. Do you want me to walk around without underwear?"

I happened to realize it now that I am about to wear the dress. I am naked under this comforter of his, and I don’t have any underwear. I don’t know where he put all my clothes, including my underwear.

"What? Do you want to wear Tamara’s underwear? Or maybe, you can just roam around the house without underwear. No one would notice it. It’s a secret between the two of us. Only me and you know about it."

"Shut up."

He laughed at my remarks and went inside his closet again. Seconds later, he came back with underwear in his hand, but it’s not Tamara’s underwear. It’s definitely his!

"I am thinking you won’t use Tamara’s undergarments. You can use mine instead, don’t worry, it’s new. I haven’t worn this one yet."

"Got it."

I was waiting for him to go out of his room, but instead, he sat on the edge of the bed. Intently looking at me, waiting for me to make my move.

What am I doing? I should be seducing him right now, right? I haven’t secured the marriage yet. He still wants us to know each other before the marriage, and right now, I don’t even know if I am doing the right thing by seducing him.

From the way I see it, I am clearly not doing anything to make him obsessed with me.

"What’s your agenda tonight?" he curiously asked.

Without saying a word, I stood up. Letting the sheet leave my naked body. I heard him making a sound, but I didn’t bother to look at him. I picked up his underwear. I won’t be wearing that dress if that’s what he's thinking.

"God! You looked heavenly with my---"

"I think I looked better without clothes on, Mr. Alexander," I interrupted him.

He captured my hand and pulled me towards him, making me sit on his lap. Did I forget to mention that he is only wearing boxer briefs just like me? From the way I feel it, he’s definitely having a boner! I didn’t even do anything for him to be so turned on right now.

"I didn’t know you have a heavenly body, and also, your boobs are cute. I think they are shy of me?"

"Will you stop it?"

"What?"

Before I could say anything, I felt his hand on mine. I put my arms around his collar, closing my eyes while biting my lower lip. "I already told you. You can scream in pleasure if you want. No one would hear you. I was with you all night last night---"

"That’s why you should stop. I am still sore from last night."

"But I want to taste you."

Minutes later, I just found myself moaning his name as he devoured me down there. He was pleasuring me with his tongue, and that was absurd. I thought he only knew how to pleasure women with his buddy, but his tongue was so good that I lost my sanity.

"See you tomorrow."

He dropped me off at my house. Thankfully it’s the weekend, and I don’t have office work. I lied when I told him I have an important business to attend to tonight. I don’t have any plans aside from staying all night in my room.

I am so sore.

It’s almost midnight, and I still can’t sleep.

I opened social media using my dummy account to read news and updates about what’s happening lately. I haven’t touched my phone since I went to Alexander’s place. All we did was be with each other. We even forgot about lunch.

There hasn’t been news about him. Maybe because he was with me. There was an article that says they haven’t seen Alexander at the bar last night. Some comments were saying Alexander might have gone for business trip abroad, and some were saying he must have been in another place with his fling.

I scrolled until I saw a new article. The writer just published it like minutes ago. It was Alexander and Tamara, kissing.