Ok, so I needed to process shit. She knew all along and just played with me this whole time. Like how dare she, I am known for being ruthless and she just played pranks on me. now she sits in front of me as a whole different person, again. up close she looks even more beautiful, her bare face so smooth I wish I could just caress her cheeks with my hand, her juicy, red-tinted lips made my lips dry. I am confused and I am letting it all show, but there she sat in front of me with a calm smile and happy eyes, which I had never seen on her, by never I mean the happy eyes I haven't seen on her in the few hours I know her. but why, of all the versions I have met of hers, none of them seemed the type to be happy seeing someone else flustered, not this version of hers either, rather she is as surprised as me and is enjoying the emotion she now showed which she never did before. I think I have intake shit a long ago but just sitting here, looking at her makes me happy, I maintained my surprised face as she became happier.
Her curves were now more visible as she sat in front of me, I used my 'extra time' with her to scan her even more. Her shirt hugged her body as she put her hands beside her butt on the table, fainted abs became visible on her belly part, shit I am falling in love. The outline of her black bra made me feel the same way I felt yesterday. As I stared at her child-like face that pretended to be mature all along, I somehow restrained myself from pulling her closer to me...
My thoughts got abrupted by a knock on the door. upon hearing that she got up from the table, fuck, her ass is right in front of me, as she ordered, 'Come in.'
a lady entered with a tray in their hand, with coffee and other stuff, well heck I didn't care about that with the angel standing in front of me now. I was never the type to feel so perverted towards any girl, but here she is changing every bit of me every second she smiles at me, and stares at me. I could feel my body burning, sweat dripping from my neck, not visible enough for her to notice. She stepped in front to take the tray and ordered the person giving it to go outside as I stared at the blank space of the table where she was sitting just until now. She walked up to the opposite side, leaned forward to place the tray on the table, fuck again, with her upper two shirt buttons unclosed, she showed some cleavage, and I gulped.She sat perfectly opposite of me. She clenched her legs and tilted them to the side as she took a cup of coffee, 'Please.' she said hand gesturing towards the tray in front of her with a very professional side. God, why does she have so many layers, never mind even if there are thousands of them, I'm willing to dig through every single one of them. 'lets talk about business, shall we? I am pretty sure you and I both have other places to be at.' Yes, of course, in the midst of everything I forgot we are here in this room for business, and people are waiting for us to finish 'business' not to ask questions relevant to both of our 'private lives'. LOL, we both share the same 'private life stuff'. EEEEE. shit I should get excited over nothing, let's be the professional me now.
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Everything unrequited
Mystery / ThrillerBoth are under a mask, one pretending to be strong, one pretending to be soft, but when the mask falls will everything else stay the same? Or everything will fall apart, tearing apart the 2 involved. Come with me on the journey of unreviling people.