Lustful Hearts (SLOW UPDATE)

CHAPTER 1

MABELL's POV

My phone started ringing when I was coming back from my college. I took my phone from my pocket; it was mom. A huge smile covered my face as I answered the call.

"Hello?"

"Honey!" She chirped with exictment in her voice.

"Hm?" I hummed

"I and your dad are going for shopping and will be back late tonight. So, don't wait for us, Tara---the maid--- will make your dinner and as for us we'll eat outside," she shouted through the call.

"Yes..." my voice cracked.

"oh!...and one important thing, there'll be somone coming at our home around 7 pm, he'll teach you mathametics ONLY, starting today," with that she hanged the call before I could say a word.

I sighed and slided my phone back to my pocket and walked to the bus which was waiting in the station.

~TIME SKIP~

Soon I got down the bus which stopped by the street.

It was almost dark, probably 5.

All of a sudden, I bumped into someone's hard-chest, which caused me to fall down. I groaned in pain;
"Fuck!" I muttered, rubbing my waist.

I stood up trying to look at his face but he was so tall that I had to take few steps back.

I glared at him but at the same time I was amazed by his sinful beauty. Oh God! He's just too much!
I shaked my thoughts away and slapped myself mentally and this time I glared at him, hard.

"Are you blind? Did you not saw me coming?" I whisper yelled.

He looked down at me, coldly.

"You're clumsy," he said in a deep husky voice. Wait...um..I know that accent, he-he's Italian? But how dare he called me 'clumsy'?

"It's your fault, mister," I scoffed yell.

I glared at him, when I didn't get any respond, and started to walk past him.
"Arrogant bastard," I muttered under my breathe.
Suddenly he caught my arm and pulled me towards him. I was startled with his sudden act and turned around to face him and raised my brow, "What?"

"What did you just say?" He asked looking down at me and his eyes darkened. Shit, did he heard that?

"I didn't say anything," I lied not daring to look at his emerald eyes.

"You. Did."

"Nah, I. Did. Not," we started arguing like little kids.

"I heard you whispered somthing," He said and I gulped down my saliva.

"Like your eyes, maybe you also hearing problem? Now let go my arm, will you?" I chirped clenching my hand to which he smirked. HuH? Did I saw it wrong?
Wow this man can also smile sometimes? Hmm...but I don't think anything funny happened, what's up with him?

He let go my arm and walked the opposite direction from me. I din't look back instead I walked towards my home.

~TIME SKIP~

"What a bad day today is," I muttered as I steped inside the house.

I threw my bag in the bed and walked to the bathroom to fresh up.

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I walked to my closet in a fresh towel and searched for some comfortable clothes.

(this is the outfit)

I switched on the television and threw myself on the couch, just then the door bell rang. Ugh! Who the fuck is interupting my leisure. I groaned in annoyance and walked to the door to open it.

I saw a tall figure with well- balanced body infront of me and the smell of cologne...hold on!..uhm...I know who it is ; I looked up and I was correct, it's that asshole again.
But how do he know that this was my house!? Did he...by any chance...

"Y-you followed me, didn't you?" I hissed pointing at him.

"What?" He said clamly but his eyes were still cold as ice.

"Don't play innocent, and just tell me the reason, why did you followed me?" I chirped looking up at him.

"What do you mean? I came here to teach somebody, isn't this MRS Smith's house?"

My eyes widened, "Y-Yes...," I answered looking at him blankly.

Of all the people, did my sweet mother only found this bastard as my teacher? Are you kidding me?

As I was about to send him back, he parted his lips to speak,"Hmm...something's fishy..." he paused, putting his fingers on his chin, then a sly smile covered his face,"Don't tell me that that 'somebody' is you?"

Today is officially my bad day.

I sighed and opened the door a little wide, allowing him to come in. I walked to the switch board and off the switch to which the T.V was connected.
I Turned to him, "follow me," I said in almost a whisper and so he did.

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I pulled a chair giving him a clue that he should sit there.

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I wasn't comfortable with his presence. He sat right infront of me, to the other side of the table, and our knees touched whenever we made movements. I could feel his burning gaze on me whenever I write. Fuck, I can't concentrate.

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"Mabell...?" He called.

I looked at him, focusing at how he knew my name.

"Hey, Hey, it's written right here," he said taping my name, which was on my book.

I gave him a short nod and get back to write my notes.

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