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Perfect Neighbour | Irene Red Velvet

Y/N POV 

I had recently moved into a new neighbourhood because of my studies. I was keen to meet new people in my life. It was a new beginning for me, and I wanted to make friends in this unfamiliar land. That's when I met Irene for the first time. She lived in the same apartment complex with me but she's lives there as a single woman who had divorced her husband years before. She had a subtle firmness and independence that piqued my interest from the start.

We started up a conversation one day when we were both out in the courtyard nearby. Irene had warmth and openness, making it simple to get along with her. As we sat on a seat, she began to tell me her story, disclosing that her marriage had been planned, motivated by a large quantity of money that both she and her ex-husband had received from a company for which they had both worked. The agreement had caused them to split apart, each following their own course in life.

Irene's incident illustrated her determination and the unwavering spirit she possessed. She had started over in her life, relishing her newfound freedom and independence. She didn't let her history define her, and her courage and drive resonated with me.

Irene and I spent more time together in the weeks that followed, eventually developing an excellent and real friendship. She introduced me to some of her close friends, who welcomed me with open arms into their circle of friends. Irene liked the simple joys of life, frequently taking on leisurely walks in the neighbourhood, and she enjoyed the beauty of nature and the presence of her friends.

Irene has always been drawn to younger guys and loved being the dominant figure in her relationships. She was a confident, independent lady who knew exactly what she wanted. When she opened her front door one day, she was met with a scene that immediately aroused her curiosity.

I stood there with a nice grin and a container of food in my hand. I'd taken the initiative to lend her a hand, a little act of generosity that would unwittingly alter the trajectory of our lives. As she invited me into her house, Irene's curiosity was stirred.

"This is too much, Y/N. Thank you so much for the meal," Irene remarked, smiling. "I have a request. There's one thing I could use help with. Would you be willing to help me change a light bulb?"

I nodded, pleased to help, and I found myself on a stepladder, working together with her to change the light bulb. It was a basic chore, but it gave us a chance to converse and get to know each other better. That was the day our lives unwittingly became intertwined.

Irene continued to find reasons for me to come over and help her with various house chores as time passed. I was always eager to assist, whether it was fixing a leaky tap, moving furniture, or even carrying her groceries. I was a sweet and innocent young man willing to assist Irene with everything she required.

Our interaction became more frequent, and our friendly friendship deepened. Irene's respect for my helping disposition became stronger. She sensed a nice, honest person in me, and she was drawn to my kind character. She began to make her intentions obvious, and I could sense her rising yearning for me. She started inviting me over more frequently and was always looking for ways to be close to me. I was drawn to her because she was always sweet and compassionate.

Meanwhile, I'd been seeing Joy, my girlfriend, for a few months, and my feelings for her were real. I imagined we were creating something exceptional, something genuine. But on the other hand, I had no idea she had been cheating on me, and discovering her affairs was a devastating jolt that I had not anticipated.

Joy had heard of Irene but disregarded her as merely an older sister figure in my life, with no romantic importance. However, as time passed, she began to observe the subtle way Irene acted around me, which fueled her jealousy even more. Irene appeared to love making Joy uncomfortable, even teasing her with lighthearted threats that she'd steal me away if Joy ever made a mistake.