Isabel awoke the next day and found her stalker gone. She rolled her eyes and sashayed out of the room. At least, he was paying for her good night's rest.Nicky whistled when she walked into the reception area."Working wonders, are we?" Nicky teased."What?" She demanded. What other news did she have?"Seems like your client is extremely pleased with your performance. He asked boss how much it would cost to buy your day also. Interesting, isn't it? But well, boss is so greedy as we all know and I reckon that she called a ridiculous amount he couldn't pay."Isabel smiled and acted pleased, not wanting to let the cat out of the bag.Nicky continued, "I am sure boss has lined up other clients for your day since he already has your night. You are doing really well, keep it up. Perhaps soon, one of them will find you good enough to be his mistress."Isabel walked away but Nicky's words kept on ringing in her head."... Perhaps soon, one of them will find you good enough to be his mistress
Isabel waited nervously outside professor Clifford's office. She hoped her stalker was not bluffing when he said he could put in a good word for her. She wringed her hands, blowing out a tensed breath. She checked her wristwatch. It was fifteen minutes already. Perhaps he was bluffing. He stepped out."Hand over your bag," he ordered, "you have nothing more than ten seconds to get into his office and begin your test."With narrowed eyes, she asked, "are you serious?"He fixed her with a blank stare. "Five seconds."Then a loud angry voice came from inside, "Ezekiel, shut my door if the student is not prepared!"Her mouth fell open. She threw her bag at him and raced into the office."I am prepared, sir, very prepared," she said hastily. Professor Clifford eyed her up."Your time starts now. You have thirty minutes."She was too much in a daze to notice that she was given half of the usual test time. She looked to the side and found a spare bare desk save for a familiar looking paper
He didn't work from home, he worked from the cafe and she steered clear of it. She didn't get affected by strangers misbehaving normally but he was entirely different and she had a feeling he was trouble. Somehow he found his way to the garden where she relocated to."What exactly do you want with me?" She asked with a frustrated groan.He lowered himself unto the grass, placing an extra smoothie on her textbook."I said I wanted to be friends. What's so hard to believe in that?" He answered.She eyed him, thinking of further ways to elude him."I am persistent," he told her as if reading her thoughts, "I don't have a lot of work so I'll just keep following you around."Her lips folded into a thin line. Perhaps if she kept eluding him, it would only make him chase her more; after all, every man loved a female challenge but if she stayed and pretended to appreciate his company... A broken heart would be the perfect thing to keep him away from her.She fixed him with a displeased look.
When she awoke the next morning, he was gone as usual. The annoying incessant ringing she woke up to attracted her attention. She sighed. He set an alarm for her. She checked the time. 7:30 am.She got to her feet and a note fell to the ground. She picked it up.'Meet me for breakfast at the school's cafe in an hour'She rolled her eyes. Did he think they were in a relationship simply because they slept in the same bed every night? She frowned. They slept in the same bed every night."My goodness," she sighed. Her life was abnormal.She rushed out of the bar, rolling her eyes at Nicky's wink. If only they knew. She wondered what would happen if boss found out she wasn't doing the job. It wasn't her fault anyway. The client preferred to watch her sleep than to sleep with her. Men and their weird fantasies.She made it to the cafe earlier than an hour since she had to be in class on time."I didn't realize we also had a breakfast deal," she said, getting his attention as she sat opposit
The restaurant he took her to wasn't one she was used to. After all, there was only so much she could afford with the meagre money she ended up with after paying a plethora of bills. She who usually always walked with her head raised a little too high, felt a bit out of place. "Did you really have to go so fancy?" She asked as they were ushered to a table by a stiff male waiter. Perhaps it was his first day on the job. "You said you wanted expensive," he shot her a look, pulling out her chair. She sat, swallowing back further complaints. She did request for expensive. The waiter handed them a menu each. Ezekiel looked through. "Pasta?" He looked at the waiter, "the pasta dish." "And you ma'am?" She looked through the menu. "Same," she replied, finding nothing else of interest. The table was quiet as they waited for their meal. He stared at her while she looked around, finding it difficult to hold his intense gaze. "Why do you enjoy looking at me?" She asked abruptly when her ga
"Thanks," she mumbled when he stopped at her home."Do you want me to pick you up later?" He asked as she got down."No," she refused immediately, "I will prefer it if boss knows nothing.""Okay," He agreed at once. He was too agreeable, she thought with displeasure, he was the kind that girls used and dumped... like she was currently doing."When I first saw you, I thought you worked as a stripper," he spoke.She raised a brow, "and?""Nothing. Get your questions ready and whatever else you want. Tonight is another reading session."She shook her head, rolled her eyes, and walked into her home. There were a lot of things she benefited from, she'd just hold on to him for a little while then cut him off when she no longer needed him.Preparing dinner and cleaning up after her dad went easier than normal. It was like she was in a bubble, a bubble of her thoughts, a bubble that couldn't easily pop. The events of the day played over and over again in her head and she found herself smiling
Ezekiel's eyes darted to the door. The knock sounded again. He swiftly pulled off his shirt."Stay hidden," he whispered to Isabel then went to answer the door."Yes?" He called out."Room 32, your condoms are available," a female voice announced cheerily from behind."This is room 26, we don't need condoms," he replied, his tension easing."Oh," there was a pause, "oh my goodness, that's true. So sorry, please carry on and don't mind my disturbance. Such a foolish mistake."He waited until the sound of footsteps had disappeared before he turned back to Isabel who was by the bathroom door where she couldn't be viewed from the doorway."Sorry," he apologized, "it was a mistake. Someone ordered condoms."She nodded and returned to her place on the floor with her stationeries this time."We can begin," she spoke.She was suddenly withdrawn and as he taught, she got distracted time and time again.He sighed when she failed a simple question for the fourth time."You know you can tell me w
"She..."Isabel took quick steps to him and kissed him hard."See," she breathed out with an evil smirk when she came up for air, "I kissed you. You are now a cheat. Do you still think you can save yourself?"Ezekiel's eyes were wide. She reminded him of Irene, of the fire she caused in him, the fire that made him lose control of himself. He swore he'd never do such again."And I bet you'll kiss me back this time," Isabel whispered and slammed her lips to his. He did kiss her back. She smirked, her excitement increasing. Catch him when he is unaware, one of the tips said, when he was high and didn't know what he was doing. She ripped his shirt off and began to unbuckle his belt."Stop," he broke off, stumbling back. He panted, his wide eyes looking from his bare chest to his loose belt, "stop, please. We can't do this.""Yes, we have to," she said firmly and came at him again. He held her back."Stop."She softened, seeing his confused wild state. "Please," she begged, growing limp i