CHAPTER 5

SHANELLE WAS TAKEN aback when Elvin's lips touched her neck. She felt the warmth of his lips and her body started to heat up. He kissed her forcefully, and she resisted. She struggled, but he quickly grabbed her hands. Damn it! Elvin continued to kiss her neck, his tongue grazing her skin, causing her hairs to stand on end with an indescribable sensation.

"Uhmmm..." she softly moaned, feeling the strange sensation he was giving her.

He stopped licking her neck and lifted his face in front of her. She suddenly became afraid when she saw his peculiar smile on his lips. It was a demon-like grin that made her feel uneasy.

She swallowed. In her entire life, she had never experienced anything like this before. She was an NBSB (No Boyfriend Since Birth), and she could say that it was something unusual. After a while, Elvin leaned towards her ear.

"You are going to be mine, Lane. You will be mine on this wild night. My bed is waiting for us, woman," he seductively whispered, licking her earlobe, which sent shivers down her spine.

"What are you?!" she angrily exclaimed and quickly pushed him away.

"I'm a human, Lane," he said with a smirk.

She shook her head. "I know you're human! What I mean is, why are you like this?! You're so disgusting!"

The figure in front of her laughed demonically, further increasing her fear. She was about to step back, but she realized she was leaning against the door. She swallowed her saliva and looked at Elvin firmly.

"This is part of the job, Lane. Don't try to run away because you will taste me," he said as he walked closer to her and pressed their bodies together. The heat. It was scorching as their bodies touched. She couldn't do anything as he approached her and quickly cupped her cheek, gazing into her eyes.

"You are so beautiful, Lane! I'm not a liar; I'm just stating the truth," he said softly and placed his index finger on her lips.

She swallowed because of that. "Do whatever you want to me, Elvin!" she said firmly.

"Is it okay?" His grin appeared on his face again.

"Considering I already sold myself—" she was interrupted as he forcefully pressed his index finger against her lips.

"Shhh..." Suddenly, she felt his warm breath on her nose. It smelled like alcohol, overly strong, and it made her feel dizzy. "I'm not gentle; I will make love to you until you can no longer walk."

"Son of a—"

Elvin quickly covered her lips with his, making her eyes widen in surprise. Their lips met, and his pressed firmly against hers. She didn't know what to do, especially when he bit her lower lip. Due to the slight pain she felt, she involuntarily opened her mouth. She thought it would end there, but Elvin's tongue entered her mouth. It was as if she lost her balance, feeling his tongue against hers. It was intoxicating!

"Move your tongue, Lane," the man said as his tongue was still inside her mouth.

It seemed like her tongue had a mind of its own as it moved and twirled with Elvin's tongue. She was running out of breath during those moments. It brought a different kind of pleasure deep within her when they started battling their tongues. There were moments when the man would suck her tongue, giving her pleasure.

"Hmmm..." she moaned softly.

Elvin stopped kissing her and looked at her with a smirk on his lips, then he lifted her as if she were a sack. She suddenly snapped back to reality, realizing what happened earlier. She struggled, but Elvin just laughed hysterically as they ascended the stairs.

"What are you doing, Elvin? Put me down! Hey! Put me down!" she angrily exclaimed.

She angrily slapped his back, but he didn't stop laughing, as if it was funny, but it wasn't. There was something demonic about this man because of the way he smiled and laughed. She kept hitting and they continued climbing the long staircase until they reached a large door.

The man put her down, exhausted. "You're so heavy, Lane."

"Where are you taking me?" she asked fearfully.

He grinned. Why was it like that? It was really strange! "In my room," he said.

"Why?"

"For real? Of course, we are going to start our proposal. Tonight, I will begin using you. I'm so horny as fuck and I want your—" His gaze went down to her breasts, which she immediately covered with her arms. "—boobs and mound, Lane. You won't be able to leave until you give me everything."

He pulled her inside the door, and her eyes almost popped out. The room they entered was huge. It smelled really nice, like Elvin. There was a big bed and a few doors that she assumed were the bathroom, closet, or whatever else. The room was unusual, different in her eyes. The theme was just irritating because it hurt her eyes with its vividness. The color of the ceiling was red. The color of the floor was red. The color of the bedsheets, blanket, and pillows was red. Almost everything was red except for a few things that could be counted on one hand.

Shanelle didn't know how many minutes she stared at the entire room until she was startled by a cough. She was surprised and then realized that Elvin was in front of her, holding... handcuffs?

"Undress," he said with a grin.

"What?"

"I said, undress! Go, undress yourself," he ordered, making her swallow.

She was about to answer when she remembered her father. Oh yeah, she would do anything just to make her father get well. She nodded and grabbed the hem of her T-shirt and quickly took it off. She let it go and followed suit with her jeans. Now, she was only in her bra and panties in front of the man who had desire in his eyes.

"Those, too," she retorted as he pointed to her bra and panties.

She rolled her eyes and undressed. She unhooked her bra and let it fall off. Then she took off her panties. She grabbed the waistband and slowly pulled it down.

Shanelle felt like what she was doing was a great sin. She was undressing in front of a man, letting him see her private parts.

When all the clothes were gone from her body, she looked up at Elvin, who still had intense desire in his eyes. It was strange, and she felt like he was going to pounce on her. Hopefully not!

"What should I do now?" she asked.

"Take a shower first!" he said, pointing to a door inside the room. "Take an hour-long bath. Soak yourself in the bathtub."

She just shook her head, removed her gaze from him, and slowly approached the door he pointed to. As she opened it, she was immediately amazed by what she saw. It was beautiful, her mind said. She went inside to take a shower. Maybe he wanted her to take a bath because he couldn't stand her smell. Maybe because she hadn't showered since this morning.

ELVIN THREW the cuff on the bed then walked towards the balcony that connected to his room. He took a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. After Shanelle finished bathing, he would start his dirty plan. He wanted it, and he would do it now, to restrain the woman he was going to engage with.

Just as he was about to put the cigarette in his mouth, his cellphone in his pocket rang. To the person who called him, fuck him/her! Annoying! He grumbled to himself.

Irritated, he took the cellphone from his pocket and checked who was calling. He winced at the caller ID. Even if the caller was his twin, he would not take back what he said.

"I'm busy, Levin! Why did you call?" he asked irritably, taking a drag from the cigarette and blowing smoke into the air. He heaved a deep sigh and threw the cigarette away.

"That goddamn man!"

He hadn't even waited long when he immediately heard a car horn outside his house. Annoyed, he placed his cellphone on the table with a frown on his face and left his room.

Wait for me, Lane!

"And what are you doing here?" Elvin immediately confronted Levin as he opened the door, facing his twin.

Levin looked at him with disdain. He didn't know why he was giving him that look. Without answering his twin, he walked to the living room and sat on the couch. Levin also sat down in front of him.

"I'll repeat, what the hell are you doing here, huh?" Elvin narrowed his eyes in annoyance. "I'm busy," he added.

Levin grinned. "I have a short story for you. Earlier, there was a woman lying on the street. She sat on the road, so I stopped my car and stepped out. When she saw me, anger flashed on her face. She called me rude because she claimed I kissed her, like a freak. I didn't kiss her or touch her," he narrated, acting as if he were disgusted.

Elvin laughed at what he said. He could see himself in Levin's actions. Yeah, they had the same face, and he hated that. Why did they have to look alike? It would have been better if he was the only one considered handsome. Tsk!

"Then what? Why are you here?"

Levin gave him an angry look. "And because of you, that shit happened. I know you were the one behind that girl. As your twin, she took it out on me because we look alike. Damn this effing life. Why do we have to look alike? Why don't you change your face, Elvin? Why don't you get plastic surgery?"

He stood up, glaring at his twin from his seat. So, he came here for his own complaints? He was seething, wanting to raise his fist and punch him, but he couldn't. Well, he's my ugly twin after all, he said to himself.

"Why don't you get the surgery? Plastic surgery, Levin? Really? You want me to change my freaking face for your happiness?" He raised an eyebrow. His temper was rising.

"Because I'm the one being affected, Elvin!" He stood up. "And hell, I didn't tell you that for my own happiness."

His jaw clenched, followed by a growl. "You're testing my patience, you beast! Get out of here before I punch your face. Go! Out!" he shouted.

Levin smiled teasingly. "If you punch my face, it's as if you're punching your own face. I'm leaving, and you don't have to shout at me." Levin rolled his eyes and walked towards the door.

He still looked at him angrily as he watched his twin figure walking away from him. He really came to his house to say something insignificant. Damn him. He hoped he would collide with something.

As he walked towards the door, he glanced back and looked directly at Levin. Levin gave him a middle finger sign before getting into his own car.

"Fuck you, you bastard! I hope you crash!" he exclaimed and closed the door.

His anger faded away when Lane flashed into his mind. He couldn't help but smile and quickly ran to his room. Just as he entered, Lane emerged from the bathroom.

A very beautiful woman stepped out. She was naked. She had a perfect curvaceous body, with large breasts and a well-shaped butt. Her face was also stunning. Lane was such a beautiful woman, like a goddess. Her scent filled his nostrils. She smelled so fresh. He deliberately had Dave buy women's clothing because he knew this would happen. And for the first time, Lane used it. And she might be wearing the clothes Dave bought.

Elvin's jaw dropped as he stared at Lane. Fuck shit! This woman, Shanelle Lane Dela Cruz, was so perfect in his eyes.

SHANELLE FELT EMBARRASSED as Elvin looked at her. His eyes were fixed on her breasts, which made her feel self-conscious. To cover herself, she crossed her arms in front of her chest. She thought that's all he would look at, but the young man's gaze then lowered to her recently shaved femininity.

She swallowed her saliva due to embarrassment. "P-please, don't look," she pleaded.

"Why? I mean, why would I do that?" He glanced at her seductively and ran his tongue over his lips. He grinned. "I won't resist, Lane! With your beauty, who wouldn't look at you?" he eventually asked.

She noticed his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. She couldn't help but stare at his handsome face. Yes, he looked like a model or actor from another country. Even though he wasn't undressed yet, she knew he had a great physique. Her throat suddenly went dry at the thought.

She involuntarily shook her head. "Just do what you want to do to me. Let's get this over with so I can go home and see my father alive."

She wondered what was happening to her father right now. It was late at night, and she was sure he was already undergoing surgery. She hoped it would be successful. As she said to herself, she would do anything for her father. But she was still scared because he was the first person to touch her intimately. At the age of 25, she still didn't have a boyfriend because her father was extremely strict. It was good that he was strict; otherwise, she might have been pregnant before due to the changing times. She didn't generalize, but there were many people, especially men, who would love you but only wanted sex. That's what hurt the most.

She jolted from her spot when a breeze blew onto her face. It smelled like alcohol, and it made her feel intoxicated. She felt hypnotized as she saw Elvin standing in front of her, his face just inches away. It felt like she was temporarily blinded during those moments. Her body reacted in a strange way, and she felt an intensified sense of femininity.

"Go ahead, sit on the bed," Elvin spoke softly, but it was enough for her to hear.

She turned her head and quickly left in front of him, walking towards the enormous bed. She sat down and shyly lifted her face to look at Elvin. He just smiled and walked towards her. It seemed like she stumbled as he approached her position. Since she was sitting and Elvin was standing, half of his body was in front of her face, and there was a noticeable bulge.

"Don't look at my friend if you don't want him to enter right away. Before I fuck you, can you tell the story of why you did this? I mean, selling your virginity. For sure, you have a reason, right?"

She swallowed her saliva before opening her mouth to speak, despite feeling embarrassed.

"My father is in the hospital, and he urgently needs heart surgery. He has a hole in his heart, and he needs to undergo surgery as soon as possible. I don't want my father to die, so I did this." She swallowed and didn't realize a tear rolled down from her eye, but she let it be. "I sold myself so he could live. They said it could be paid in installments, but I don't know where to get that large amount of money." She lowered her head and silently cried.

She heard Elvin sigh. "How much should be paid?"

She lifted her face to look at him. "H-half a million, plus his bills," she answered.

"So, you chose six sessions for six hundred thousand? Did you really sell yourself to me for your father's sake? How lucky he is with you."

"I didn't have a choice but to do this. I was really scared, but I'll endure as long as it's not only—"

She was interrupted when he cut off her words.

"You'd make a great tabloid story, Lane. They could write, 'she sold her virginity for the sake of her father'," he said and followed it with laughter.

She suddenly felt small. It felt like everything was just a joke because of Elvin's behavior. For someone like her, who only wished for her father's survival, it hurt and made her feel sad that her integrity was being mocked. It was really painful!

"Are you angry?" Elvin eventually asked.

She shook her head, but behind it was frustration. Wasn't it obvious? Tsk! She subtly rolled her eyes and spoke softly. "No."

"Alright, wait for me here. Make sure that by the time I come back, you're lying on the bed. And you need to open your legs."

She nodded, and he left, walking towards a sliding door. She didn't wonder when he opened it, revealing the outside. The balcony. She whispered to herself in a low voice.

She swallowed her saliva before lying down and doing as he said, opening or spreading her legs. With a grimace, she lowered her gaze, unable to picture the feeling she would experience when Elvin would soon take her innocence.

May the dear Lord guide her.