Caesar's Rose

Chapter 41

"I will see you tomorrow, right?" Mr Caesar asked, making me look at him. We are both in his car and we are packed right in front of our building.

It is almost dark but I believe my mum is not back yet. Our windows are still closed.

I nodded at Mr Caesar's question.

"Tomorrow will be very busy for me but I would love to see you whenever I walk pass." He said.

I nodded, smiling at him.

He reached for my cheek, cupping it and caressing it slightly.

"I had a good time." He said.

"Me too." I said, blushing.

He stared at me in that way that makes me feel things in between my legs.

I don't know what it means.

Joey must know. I have to ask him.

Mr Caesar's eyes fell on my lips. I nervously bit on it.

I got a weird reaction from him. He withdrew his hand from my cheek, dropped his gaze and heaved a sigh. He looked back at me, forcing a smile.

"Go on," he said.

I nodded, grabbing my school bag and moved to open the door but....

"Here's a little something for you." He said, handing over some money to me. I collected it but looked at him.

"Buy yourself something nice. You deserve it." He said.

I nodded. "Thank you, Caesar."

"You are welcome, baby." He said, making my heart race as he stared at me.

God, I have never craved for a kiss I have never had in my life like this before.

"Bye," he said.

I nodded as I got out of the car. I closed the door and the driver drove away.

I watched as they drove away. I couldn't help but squeal happily as I ran into our building.

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"Good night, sweetie." Mum said as I entered my room.

"Good night, mum." I said and closed my door behind me.

I just finished having dinner and it is bedtime already. I am so excited to go to work tomorrow.

I can't wait. I can't wait to see Mr Caesar's pretty face again. I can't even stop staring at my red dress. I hung it in my closet but I can't stop looking at it.

All through my stay with Caesar, I forgot about everything that is happening in my life. It was like I was in a world that is meant for just the two us. It was magical.

It was everything.

But he didn't kiss me.

I thought he was going to.

I am too young for him. That's what he said and it is so annoying.

For the first time ever, I hated being your.

I laid on my bed and covered myself as I recalled every moment we spent eating and talking.

I learnt he is an only child like I am. We talked about a lot of things and all I could think of was how handsome he is and the feeling of lips on mine.

I wanted a kiss so bad.

My first kiss.

But he said when I turn eighteen. He is a good man and a gentle one. He respects the law.