Round Four

“So, what do you want in exchange?” She casually asked eventhough she already knew what EXACTLY he wanted from her.

“Be my lover." He casually returned. “And of course, it'll be an exclusive thing. You're not allowed to see your other sponsors or accept other offers in that manner."

‘How ironic' she thought drily. “And if I accept your offer, for how long would it last?”

“No exact time." He answered. “When I got bored and tired with you, I guess."

Silence. “I'll think about it." She then broke the silence.

“What do you've to think about it?" He irritably asked. “That was a generous offer already and YOU WANT ME, too. If you accept my offer, you don't have to endure kissing guys you don't like and guys that are undesirable.”

‘He got a point' she thought darkly but she won't give him the satisfaction just yet. She knows guys like him, he's the type who places himself up in a pedestal just because he's rich and everything about him screams sex. It's like when you first see him, all you ever see and want's to have sex with him. That won't do for her.

“I'll think about it." She repeated and was about to open the door when he stopped her. She knew what was going to happen next. She knew what he's about to do but she didn't stop him. Maybe because she wanted it herself or she just wanted to piss him off more.

As usual, he attacked her lips in the same angry and hungry way. She slightly moved her body to the side so she could face him properly. No, SHE won't let him be the dominant one so she returned the kiss with equal fervor. Soon after, she was fighting for the lead. But HE won't let her get the upper hand, either.

Wanting to prove his dominance and with the want to her surrender to him, he slipped one hand inside her top. He caressed the side of her waist and breast first before catching one covered breasts in his palm. He felt the bud strained through the clothes, responding to his touch and he can't help but groan as his need to devour her intensifed.

With a growl, he rolled her top up and stopped when her covered-breasts were up for his taking. He broke the kiss and pushed the bra up before dipping his head down to capture one taut peak in his mouth. Hazel, who's not oblivious to the risk of doing it in a public face, voiced her thoughts out in a mocking tone.

Realizing it himself, Chase pulled back and looked around. He mentally cursed himself. He glanced at the doll-like girl who's now fixing herself up. “I hope that'll help you in your THINKING." He grimly said. “And I'm not a very patient person, doll. I'll be expecting your answer tomorrow afternoon."

The girl gave him a glare. She hates it everytime men act so dominant and controlling. Without saying another word, she stepped out of the car. “What a jerk" she muttered under her breath. ‘But a sexy one, that is' her mind whispered.

A honk suddenly brought her back to her senses. She glanced sideways and saw the brute guy driving slowly with his window down. “I'll drive you home." He said in a commanding tone.

“No, thanks." She declined. “I've got appointments." She smoothly lied.

“Damn it!" He cursed out loud and pull the car to a stop. The girl ignored him and just kept on walking. He quickened his pace to catch up with her. When he did, he grabbed her shoulder and turned her around roughly. “I don't like sharing!”

“You don't own me, mister!”

“I don't like you flaunting with other men a day before you decide to be my lover." He gritted furiously.

“And how sure are you that I'll accept your offer?” She cynically asked. “With the way you're acting right now, I might not think about it and just say NO."

His jaw clenched. He didn't like the idea of HER being the one who's in control but he doesn't have much of a choice, does he? Oh, but surely he'll get his revenge.

“Fine, I'll leave you alone so that you can THINK THINGS over." He exclaimed, trying to lessen the sarcasm coloring her voice.

“Good." She smugly smiled. With a flip of her hair, she turned away.

When she was sure HE left already, she called for a cab. She finds it funny how everytime they see each other, they always end up either shoving each other's tongues deep inside each other's throats or trying to get into each other's clothes.

She reached her place in no time. She doesn't really have any missions today. She's been refusing to accept one after what seemed like a week. Humiliating as it sounds to be, but she can't erase the image of that guy crying down the hallway at the hotel. Ethan, his name was Ethan Kingsman. She sighed and shook the thoughts of the guy off her mind.

She turned the knob the moment she stepped into the shower stall. As the water washed over her body, he thoughts wandered to Chase and his offer.

Truth to be told, it would be really practically if she say yes. He got a point. If she accept the offer, there's no need for her to kiss random guys or break hearts and stuff. A snort scaped her small mouth.

On the other hand, if she says yes, that brute arrogant guy would only think that HE get some sort of control over her. And she can't let him know she's still a virgin because that'd only make him gladder and prouder. She just can imagine the alpha male attitude he'll show when realize that he's her first. That won't so.

But oh, she wants him. Oh yes, she does but there's no way she'll tell him that, at least voluntarily.

“Yes or no?" She whispered to herself.

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There was a knock on her door. She sighed heavily and went to get it. She partially opened the door and leaned against the doorframe. “What are you doing here?" She asked, feigning a surprised expression.

Chase cocked one eyebrow up. “Don't play with me, doll. You perfectly know why I'm here. So, have you decided already?"

“Decided about what?"

His face turned dark. “About the offer I made yesterday." He gritted.

“Hmm." She thoughtfully mumbled. “Oh, right! I'm sorry, I totally forgot about the talk we had yesterday."

He remained impassive. “Aren't you going to let me in?" He demanded lazily.

Hazel's face fell into a grim one. “No."

He tilted his head to the side. “Now, which does that answer, hmm? No, you're not going to let me because you're scared you won't be able to resist my charms or no to my offer?"

“Both." She said then slammed the door close.

Chase stared at the closed door in disbelief. His fists balled as he mentally cursed the girl. She was testing his patience! He usually doesn't go this far just to get a girl in bed. He usually just smile, winks and tell them he wants them and that's it. He wanted to pound on the door again but he stopped. He already got more than enough humiliation for one day.

But oh, he'll get her. Just he was about to leave, his phone started ringing. “What?" He snapped, not bothering to know who the caller was. He was really in a bad mood.

“Chase!" Cheryl sniffed.

Chase suddenly tensed. “What happened? Are you alright?"

“Chase! We got back together! The engagement's on!”

**********

Everything's at peace. Hazel could almost think she's dead. The rude guy suddenly disappeared again. Not that she cared, of course. As she prepared herself to sleep, her phone rang. “Yes?"

“THEY GOT BACK!" The person on the other line shrieked. “ETHAN AND THAT BITCH GOT TOGETHER AGAIN!!! THEY SAID YOU'RE GOOD! HOW DID THAT HAPPEN?!"

“If you've doubts with me, that's not my problem anymore. I already did what I was paid for. I've no control on what would happen next. I can try and separate them again but hearing that you doubt me, go ahead and find a different person to do the job." She coolly said.

“BUT THERE'S NO ONE ELSE!"

“Exactly." Hazel said.

“AH!" The other shrieked again. “FINE! IF YOU WON'T SUCCEED THIS TIME....”

It was a while later when the call finally ended. She shook her head in disbelief. But somewhere deep inside, she felt a bit... excited. She'll get to see Ethan again. A slow smirk curved her lips as a plan formed in her mind. She knew what exactly want to do for the upcoming stag part. As she did, she went on making phonecalls.

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Chase's in a bad mood, well not really. He's just plain boredom. He was all drowned in his own sorrows in one corner, drinking to himself as he watched his friends from afar. It would be fun for him if Ethan's stag party got some dancing sexy girls here and there.

But since his sister, who got her own part somewhere organized this and asked him to watch over her fiance, he decided to just bend down his frustrations to a few bottles of alcohol.

“Okay, okay." One of his friend called out. “I know Cheryl organized this party and she strictly told us to be good and all but what's a stag party without some spank, eh? So instead of a message, I've some delightful gifts for Ethan before the rest of us leave. Of course, we get to enjoy it too but after that, it's all on Ethan." He finished with a wink.

Chase straightened his back as he watched his friend jeer. Three of them went somewhere off, probably to get the gifts. As he was about to take another sip of alcohol, the lights turned dim. Then, a soft and sensual music replaced the rowdy song that's been playing a while ago. Three giant artificial cakes emerged as it was being pushed by three of his friends. A slow smirk curved his lips.

As soon as the giant artificial cakes were at the center, Chase's body started to tremble from excitement. This is what he calls party.

“Guys, this isn't really necessary.” Ethan said.

“Don't be such a kid." One friend said. “Just watch and enjoy."

Chase had his full attention on the center now. Okay, so maybe he was being a bad babysitter for letting this happen but as of the moment, he didn't really care. And besides, it's not like those ‘gifts' would end up with Ethan in bed, would they? Oh yes, he'll get them himself IF he finds them interesting, that is. If not, well, to bad for him.

The giant cake on the right split in half first. His friends cheered and clapped while Ethan just shook his head im exasperation. Chase knew the other guy wasn't really into this kind of stuff. Ethan preferred sport than women.

As the first girl emerged from the cake, Chase inspected her quietly. Her hair hung loosely around her head. She was wearing a corset that shows her curves, much to his approval. She's kind of pretty but not as pretty as his doll.

A scowl suddenly replaced his amusement at the memory of the doll-like girl who always reject and turn him down. He shook the thoughts away and focused on the dancing girl instead. His friends were getting wild now, adding to Ethan's embarrassment, who was blushing deeply, much to Chase's amusement.

There was a slow shift of music. He guessed it was the cue for the second girl to come out. Just like the first one, the giant cake split in half, showing a girl in a skimpy two-piece of clothing. His eyes zoomed in and checked her out.

The second girl wasn't as pretty as the first one but she got more curves. The place grew noisier as his friends totally freaked out as the two started dancing sensually, circling around Ethan who was covering his face with both hands. Chase didn't know how to react to Ethan.

At first, he couldn't quite believe Cheryl when she said she saw Ethan with a different girl. He knew Ethan. They were opposite. If Ethan's an angel, then he was the devil. He confronted Ethan about it and the latter told him the truth.

He felt angry but then, he couldn't really blame the guy. Based from what he said, the girl was really beautiful. And it was most unlikely the girl and Ethan would meet again, well, that's just his conclusion, anyways. If he was in the other guy's position, he probably wouldn't settle with just a kiss.

But still, the guy hurt his sister. He actually took her with him in his yacht and just cruised around the harbor. He wanted her to relax and forget her problems.

He was suddenly pulled back to earth when the lid in the third cake flew off. Two slender arms came out. Slowly, a head emerged. His mouth fell in disappointment upon seeing that the third girl had her back on them. Half of her body was now out and she was dancing erotically.

The first two girls slowly walked up to the cake and set the third girl free. The third girl still had her back on them but he liked what he was seeing. She got artificial curly hair and she really got a smooth skin. She was also wearing a corset just like the first one but somehow, the third girl's corset looked more... devilish, enticing and seducing.

He held his breath as she slowly swayed to face him. Much to his disappointment, she was wearing a mask that covers half of her upper face. He tried to look at her eyes and saw that she was wearing green contact lenses. His eyes landed on her lips instead.

In that instant, something inside him jumped excitedly. He frowned upon feeling a sense of weird familiarity. It's weird to say it but he felt like he already tasted those lips before. Her lips... her lips looked and felt familiar to him.