Allure of the Forbidden [BWWM]

𝐆𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓

Someone banging on my door woke me up. It didn't take a genus to realize that it was my mother. The only person who regularly bangs on my door in the mornings is her.

I suppressed my anger, though. At least she knocks—pounds on my door rather than walking into my room.

"What?" I yelled while throwing one of my pillows at the door.

A gasp left my mother's lips, and she tapped her foot impatiently on the floor. When I looked up, her once-tamed hair was now disheveled.

Shit.

I'm guessing the pillow hit her face? Damn, my aim is on fire this morning.

I forced back a laugh as I noticed my mother's face turn into an almost hatred-like look. Jeez. It's just a pillow.

Before she could yell at me, I spoke up. "Why were you pounding on my door?"

My mother tried to fix her hair by pushing it back. "Because I have a guest coming over today. Clean your room."

I was on the verge of intentionally throwing yet another pillow at her face. I absolutely hated when my parents did this. What's the point of cleaning my room?

Was the guest going to come inspect my room?

No.

And it's not even like my room was a mess. There are probably a few clothes on the floor, which could easily be picked up. That was by no means messy.

"Is this guest coming to buy our house?" I retorted in a sarcastic manner.

My mother's brows furrowed. "No."

"Then my room doesn't need to be cleaned, and it's not even dirty!" I told her while placing my head back down on a pillow.

"Leona! Get up and clean your room, that's final!" She said as she stepped out of my room while leaving the door open.

She knew how much I hated that, yet she did it anyway. I groaned and bit my tongue, telling myself that arguing with a wall is pointless.

I rolled onto my side and glanced at the clock. I nearly broke down as I looked at the time. Literal tears almost flew down my face. The clock read 6 a.m.

It wouldn't take me hours to clean my room. I closed my eyes and rubbed my aching temples.

Can I just sleep in? Is that so hard to ask for?

I knew that once I got woken up, I wouldn't be able to go back to sleep. So with that being said, I got out of bed and began cleaning my already cleaned room.

I picked up each clothing and threw them into the dirty hamper. I made my bed and looked around the room. Everything was in its proper place and looked spotless.

Considering I had yet still put away all my clothes I got from the mall, I began to do that. I hung up each clothing, sorting them with colored hangers.

When I got to my lingerie, I kept that out. I had an idea that I wanted to do later on. I wanted to put on my brand-new lingerie and use my new camera to take pictures.

The idea was hot and intriguing, and I couldn't wait to do it later. I would do it now, but I didn't know when my parents' business partner would get here, and I didn't want my mom to purposefully show them my room out of pettiness.

Yeah, she's done that before.

As I prepared for the day, I sighed. I quickly showered and then changed into a tank top and booty shorts. I planned on staying in my room unless I went out for some reason.