TEMPTED BOOK 1: secret in the moonlight🌙

chapter 4

Exildah strolled around the courtyard of her family manor in south kafue, she had her never ending thoughts of her coming birthday and to worldly surprise, as she smiled and enjoyed her thoughts she managed to ruin the house attendants moods with her obscure tantrums and unearthly demands. she pulled out her phone from her puma black jumpsuit and opened her socials to check on her latest updates and twits, to my regret the first face to pop on her feed was my unlucky face. She lavished the moment, stopping her in her tracks, it was a pic of me, olly and the guys at school.
"I wonder why derrick always hers a cunny smirk, like his plotting something" she thought to herself, "I wonder if he has heard about me transferring to his school next semester, I cant wait to be close to him. Besides its for the best, his mine after all". She continued on her morning stroll, which later turned to a jogg. At the touch of 7 A.M she had returned and was all sweaty and greasy, her jumpsuit stuck to her skin wet, the moist hold showed her body wholely, like she was wearing a black lace over herself so tight pouring water would render the clothing inconceivable or close to nakedness. Every each or her body bewildered the male attendants at the manor, I mean she was a daughter of a top fashion designer, why wouldn't she have a body of a model. She rushed to take her bath so she might prepare for breakfast and head to buy some remaining groceries for her birthday evening party at river side.
It was at 6 In the evening when I received a text from olly reminding me of the party, and his text couldn't have come at more worse time than this, I was in the middle of a text marathon with aurora. I was trying to get the feel of it because the dopamine hit different thinking of her. Aurora she wasn't much of a texter till recently her encounter with me was something we consider a strange phenomenal. A straight guy being captivated by a lesbian babe, not to say much a native Zambian not some south African messed up ghetto girl but a pure breed Nsenga babe. I switched to olly's message with a quick reply "am coming over save the best spot for me", with those words I came to regret it in the end.
Later that day I prepared myself all dressed well rocking my classic looks as usual black faint checked pants, a tan long sleeved shirt tucked in with my ancient silver black pattern necktie loosened leaving my shirt unbuttoned at the top I through on my lucky pendent it was the wings of freedom  attack on titan themed obviously. Lucky for me mum had left her car back home so I smiled to the thought of pulling up at a party with an elegant look proper fragrance and a stunning silver Audi, man the level of click which will be looking at me, dem the thought of it just gave me some rather good vibez to the least. It was a short drive to exildahs manor wow I know I have been to the house many times but it never seized to amaze me one bit. There it stood in its glory and perfection, with valets at the gate, typical for reach people. I pull up close to a black Subaru, man it looked neat I would fancy myself a car person buh I definitely knew that right there beat my ride by a scary magin, like a huge difference. In my head it just happened a slow motion take up I disembarked from the car making sure to be elegant in my moves tossed the keys to my favorite valet, Mr Mark, he smiled back and just said " nigga you fine as hell like it's a Sunday xmas with Zendaya and tessa Thompson, in there birth suits dripped in honey and the best part they all spread" with a smirk he pushed me aside and raced my $155,000 audi to the parking lott. I gave a smile to the beautiful girls who where by the fountain, probably waiting for there dates or desparate romantics to swoop them off there feet. I strolled over to the gang, my home boy ollie, all tough with no smack was rocking em white on black Jordan 13 with a perfect elastic black on faint white striped fabric pants with a plain white T n to top it up he smashed a white with minor black street punk jacket, man he killed it and his company hit hard felt like I was walking in on some underground hip-hop gang or something mans looked hella fine. We made greets, caught up on issues, fed on updates about whose in whose not coming and the best of all ollie hit me with the aurora location update and to be honest that was the info I was trolling for. With a quick wave I walked away from the boys and tried to make my way to the banquet area which was crowded from top to bottom I kind of felt bad for the old man of the house I know he was rich, but allowing this age group to host an evening party, wait I meant house party because I could already see a few dozen people all spent (drunk). It was just the first few hours of the event and my unlucky pumpkin head hard the worst luck ever, expecting to meet my target only to be met by the least person I expected. There she was in her majesty, beauty unrivaled when it comes to fashion and facial elegance, many scholar would say "beauty lies in the hands of the beholder" but for this outcome I would disagree to the very core of my being. She stood 5'6'', side swept braids, from a distance the ember brown weave interlocked with her black night natural hair giving it an exotic feel, her shoulders perched nudely outwards from her strapless silver embroidered black dress, her perfect breasts stood atop without strain and her perfect body was visible to any sensible and logical eye, her eyes where tales only thought of in novels and cliché movies, her lips treated to the finest lipstick and the nude shade lipstick was the touch of deft. She held her hand out posturing towards me, I could hear the murmuring in the background, felt the voices of disapproval from those who knew my current endeavor with aurora. She gestured to me to a direction we were to meet and like a knight enchanted in a mages spell, I obeyed without denial. I brushed off the murmurs and went along to meet her, I could hear a few guys distaste my luck, I mean wouldn't blame them I managed to bag two girls with ease, if I was to be honest I would be envious of myself too. I walked through an arced door which led to the back garden. She stood their like she was about to drop some bomb shell on me I was nervous I mean its been a while since I have seen her or should I say been close to her.

Finally the time was here, he was standing right infront  of me it has been 15 months give or take. Felt like an eternity to me being away from him. I wouldn't deny I loved studying abroad, but being away from him felt rather strange.  I knew I had to seize the moment regardless, even if he wouldn't engage it I would definitely do it. I took a stop forward, and before he could speak a word my lips met his and for a second it felt like forever, immersed in the warm texture of his lips the very fabric of reality was altered I felt trapped in a mirrored world where nothing made sense but to embrace this man with all my being. So this is what is referred to kissed senseless by passion. His height made it some what of a fairytale I know am tall but standing next to him reaching for his lips by clinging to his necktie, just wow now that was a feeling I had long for. I pulled back and greet him, "hello derrick its been a while, I see you still manage to trap me in many ways when I kiss you". With a smirk thou shocked, he placed his thumb on his lower lip and teased, "for a second there I thought, you would go all in, if know know what I mean", with a quick blush I taunted him, the thought of going all wild tongue tied in a rather open place would lead to public indecency, and seeing I was of age and the heir to my family empire I woulnt want to ruin that. But again who wouldn't want to have the pleasures girls dream of in novels, ooh what I would pay to have him on me all night long. He pulled me on the side and gestured for a walk while we caught up on our missing time together, we talked about my time at school, it was a classic move on his side letting the girl talk about herself and all, but I was curious to know what he was upto when I was away. So to turn the tables up I asked him directly "hey derrick do you love me." With the hesitation on his face flushed visibly to me, it was then I knew something had changed.

Why would the day turn sideways, here I am got kissed by a beautiful girl who has it all and my dum little sister just pops up from no where without reading the room and dropped a bombshell, " hey bro, your girl aurora just arrived she in the parking lot waitng on you". I mean exildah just kissed me I mean that kiss was passionate and felt deep, but this development sounds risky. "who is aurora?" exildah turned to annastasia, with a skirmish look she sipped on her fruit juice and dashed away, knowing full well she screwed up. Exildah turned to me, "so whose aurora, am guessing she is the reason you didn't come to pick me up at the airport". She turned around and left I swear I saw tears in her eyes, everyone turned to me with a new look. However, not everyone disapproved the guys who labeled her as a spoilt brat for turning them down, kind of felt good she got served. Some of the guys thought she held herself on high esteem I wouldn't blame them comparing her to an ordinary girl would be a crime to humanity she was a goddess so to say. I didn't worst much time I turned back and rushed to where aurora was, which very surprisingly because she was a girl who didn't feel attached to me, she previously gave me a mixed vibe even if the time we spent was still fresh in our minds. I wouldn't say she was embarrassed or felt like I wasn't worth it was something only her mind can explain. I reached her with a puzzled next move whether to offer a handshake or a hug, the I unconsciously stretched out my hand in a high five move then spread my fingers, she instinctively did the same and interlocked with me, that was my chance and I pulled her in while she twirled giving me her back while I arm locked across her chest and our eyes met, I knew I had made a scandle however that didn't matter because me and exildah where just a relationship of speculations, while I and aurora well it was something someone wouldn't get. She whole black boyfriend jeans topped in with a stella McMartney crop top and black on white Jordan 1s her hair well she really did a number by not braiding or making a knot she let the hair run wild. She looked stunning and there it was the fragrance again she smelled good I couldn't afford to let go. I teased her "so you came to an evening party without your girlfriend", she responded back off spot who moves around without their partner, she tossed me off and gestured for her girlfriend and they left me hanging with the words "see you around little spot".