TessaI went home with excitement and nervousness coursing through my veins. Was I not supposed to be scared? Being in the room with a man who wanted to eat me alive, despite being my stepfather, was terrifying. But I was happy that my mom wouldn't be back home on time.I got out of the taxi in front of the house. I would have come home with Carter, but he had a short meeting to attend, which made me come home earlier than him. I paid the cab driver and turned to leave when my phone suddenly beeped. It was a message from my mom instructing me to buy the necessary ingredients to make dinner.I groaned inwardly at the fact that I was already home and would have to turn back. I walked down to the next store to get some ingredients. It wasn't far from my house, so it only took me a few minutes. I purchased what I needed and turned to leave when I suddenly heard someone calling my name. I turned around, my gaze met Leah's. She was in the middle of buying a cucumber.She walked toward m
TessaMy face turned pale as I looked at my mom through the window. My heart beat faster than normal, I glared at Mr. Carter on the bed, and he was still there, with a light smile. Didn't he have respect for my mom?"Are you going to sit there?" I was forced to make that statement, but his expression didn't change. I sucked my lower lip before rushing into the bathroom, splashing water on my face and cleaning my dirty body. I then rushed out of the bathroom to change into something else. Mr. Carter was still on the bed, his eyes scanning each of my moves. I ignored him totally, changing into a pair of pants and a top.I heard my mom's voice from downstairs, chanting my name. Each of her calls made my heart beat faster. I made my way to the door to open it, but Mr. Carter's voice stopped me as he walked closer. I felt his presence at my back, his hand wrapped around my neck, traveling down to grab my nipple and caress it along with the cloth. Only God knows how he could locate it
Tessa The night passed with Mr. Carter doing different styles with me, and I couldn't deny the fact that I enjoyed each of it. I couldn't lay my hands on whether I was happy that Mom didn't sleep at home, and one part of me prayed it was always like this, but I knew that was much unrealistic. To be practical, guilt hit me hard yesterday with every passing moment with Mr Carter, I knew Mom was supposed to be in that position, but I was the one enjoying it. I wondered how Mom would react if she later found out about all this, but I prayed she doesn't.I did the final touches on my head, taking hold of my bag before storming out of the room, surprised to see Mr. Carter already waiting for me downstairs. I couldn't prepare breakfast today because I slept quite late and couldn't even wake up early, not to mention cook. He flashed me a devilish smile, but my face remained cold. Seeing him now with that smile made another pang of guilt hit me hard, at the same time I wanted him to hol
TessaI rolled my eyes before marching out of the class, going forward to Carter's office, while my mind was throbbing on why he had told me to go to his office. What more reason was I looking for? If not he had something on his mind. I just hoped people wouldn't be suspicious of us, because why would he tell Leah to go and sit while he tossed me out of the class?I seemed to be lost in thought, not realizing someone was standing in front of me until my head banged into the person's chest. I raised my head to meet the gaze of that woman, the shameless woman who came to my Carter's office.I twisted my face before branching to the other side to walk away, but she stopped me on my track, and I turned back to look at her. "Where did you keep your manners?" She asked with a hard voice as if she could beat me right there.I searched through my body, maybe I could find the manners she was talking about, but I couldn't. "Oh, I guess I forgot it at home," I replied with a little smile, know
TessaAfter the steamy moment with Mr Cater, I walk back to the class. My leg feeling weak. He had thrust over and over me today. I was feeling weak and I felt like going home. But I have another lecture at noon and I have to attend because the lecturer gave us an assignment last class. Even though I was not given a chance to do the assignment yesterday, I promise to do the assignment once I get to the class. Like a devil is to follow me around. I met this woman who had stopped me when I was going to Mr Cater's office earlier. I don't know her name but she kept appearing in my face. I squeezed my face. I wanted to dodge her but seems she had already seen me. "Hey, you! You there, stop over there!" she uttered, walking towards me. I furrowed my brows, hoping that I could just disappear, but that was already late, and she was already in my face. "Where are you coming from, sweating like this?" she asked, and I twisted my face. How could she ask me such a question? I'm an adult.
Cater's POVAfter the intense moment with Tessa, I made my way out of my office to compile fresh air outside. I was surprised when I saw Rebecca about to open the door to my office. I squeeze up my face, wondering why she was there."I was about to knock on your door," she said to me, and I raised my brows. "Why are you here?" I asked, unable to comprehend why she kept monitoring my movements."I'm just here to ask you a few questions," she replied. "I saw a student coming out of your office earlier, and she seemed to be sweating. I don't know what happened, but I think I should ask you why a student is sweating after coming out of your office." I was astonished. Is she monitoring me and Tessa? Why is she doing this? Why is she being a devil behind me?I screwed up my face. "Are you surprised that a student is coming out of a lecturer's office? How are you bothered that the student is sweating because it's hot inside the office," I asked, playing naive as if I didn't understand what s
TessaI paced around the living room, raking my fingers through my hair in frustration at the shocking announcement my mother dropped. I didn't know whether I should shout at the top of my lungs or leave the house completely. I stopped my movement and spared the woman sitting in front of me, hands resting on her lap, a glance. "You're kidding, right, Mom?" I asked.When she lifted her head to look at me, the expression I saw on her face said it all, but I didn't want to believe it. To believe that my mother was getting married again—or should I say she had gotten married again. "I'm serious, Tessa."A chuckle escaped me and I nodded. "Right." I closed my eyes and opened them again. "And you think you made the right choice by not discussing it with your daughter first?" I said in a low voice, my eyes not wavering from hers.She rose to her feet, her tall frame intimidating mine. My mother had the body of a model. Slim, tall, and beautiful. She had natural skin that sometimes people mis
Tessa"Good morning, Mila," Mr. Carter pecked my mom on her cheeks. My body went rigid when he did the same to me. His lips lingered there. "Morning, Tessa," he said, pulling away."Morning, Sir," I forced out a smile and spoke. He sat in between me and Mom."I figured out you don't have a maid, so I managed to make something out of the groceries I could find in the kitchen," Mom explained. I woke up and found her putting wet and dry ingredients together. I also didn't fail to notice how clean the house was compared to when we came yesterday."How sweet of you, Mila. Thank you. The last one left so I'm still searching for a new one," he said, taking a bite of the pancake."You don't have to worry about me doing all the work, Carter. We're family now." I wanted to roll my eyes at her statement. She had already started succumbing to wife duties. She didn't even consider whether I was okay with it or not."I'm glad you're here with me." I could swear my heart almost bulged out when he r