𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐎𝐟 𝐀 𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫

𝐒 𝐈 𝐗 𝐓 𝐄 𝐄 𝐍

Sofiana

I stare at her sleeping body, her breathing calm. Lowen fainted in my arms and I panicked, I didn't know what to do in that moment but to take her home with me.

Not smart I know..

I live in a penthouse in the city and luckily I have spare bedrooms, or else the couch would've been very uncomfortable for her.

I sigh and run my hand through my hair, what possessed her to be so late out at night, and in a dangerous area in the damn city too. She could've been kidnapped or worse been killed.

I'm relieved that I'm the one that found her and not some damn creep.

But it was obvious that she just came from a party, she was drunk and high when I found her, I can't believe she was so irresponsible.

When I picked her up to put in my car, she was light as a feather, and that concerned me. I noticed during the past few weeks how she lost weight and that makes me worried for her even more.

What's going on in her head..

She's awfully pale as I stare at her, when is the last time she ate or slept.

When she told me about the boxing lessons, I wasn't sure if I believed that, but it didn't look like she lied so I left it at that.

I'm just glad it's weekend and not a week day, or else she wouldn't be here right now, I could take her home if I know where she lives but I don't.

What am I going to do with you cariño...

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Lowen

I felt something soft under me, and it's comfortable as hell, I didn't know my bed could be this soft and comfortable..wait my bed isn't that soft.

My eyes shot open in panic, an unfamiliar ceiling came into my view, this isn't my room. I groan when I felt my head pounding, my eyes burning from the sunlight that's seeping through the large windows.

Where am I...

Then it dawned on me...Ms. González..

I groan and flopped back into the bed, how am I going to explain to my teacher why she founded me high and drunk at midnight in an unfamiliar street in the city.

Then the bedroom door open and in walk Ms. González with a pink silk robe and I had to avert my gaze from her breasts that's peeking through the material.

I swallowed thickly as I stare at her like a deer caught in headlights.

Even in the morning in her pyjamas she looks breathtaking.

"Good morning, Lowen, how do you feel." She asked her voice surprisingly soft and gentle.

Before I could answer her, I felt the bile rise up from my throat and I sprinted to the bathroom, falling on my knees and emptied my stomach.

I felt her gentle touch on my back, rubbing soothing circles as I emptied my stomach further.

This is so embarrassing.

How many times am I going to embarrass myself in front of this beautiful woman that's my teacher.

She's probably already so sick and tired of me, I mean I wouldn't blame her if she was, I'm sick and tired of myself too.

Once I was done she helped me clean up and helped me back to bed.

In this moment I wish I could speak to her, instead to use sign language. But I can't, it's like a switch has been switched off in my throat that's preventing me from speaking.

She gently threw the covers over my shivering body and sighed as she stare at me.

"I'm going to make you some breakfast and once you're done we're going to talk." She gave me a stern look and I nodded shyly at her. It feel like a child when I'm with her.

I closed my eyes while I wait for her, I feel so bad and guilty that she have to look after me for having a hangover, she must probably hate me!

I groan and run my hand over my face, I can't believe I'm in my teacher's penthouse.

Is she rich?

Now that I look closely to everything around me, this doesn't look like a monthly teacher salary can buy. Everything in this room looks so expensive that I'm actually too scared to look at them.

Maybe she's born into a rich family who knows, but one thing is for sure, she's going to ask me questions, questions I don't want to answer.

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~ R