red velvet room (m.j.)

Chapter X

A/N: Hey guys, things are about to get really dark. So prepare yourself for the most disturbing. Haha. Enjoy loves - Alex xoxo

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"She will be my one and only true love, forever"

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Michael's Lamborghini moved hesitantly along with the heavy traffic in Times Square, which has gotten him to grow all the more impatient each time a minute has gone by.

He tapped his fingers in rhythm on the stirring wheel as he looked over his right shoulder to find the document still sitting there on the passenger seat. He took a deep breath to ease his patience for the traffic and turned up the volume by twisting the dial on the CD player. The strong cold beat has muffled the car horns from the outside as the music became louder through his bass supported speakers. The singer belted some remedy so he could get himself over from this girl he used to really fancied, but didn't fancied him back.

Listening to the song made the businessman think about what he should do. A good, and a saint part of Michael was telling him to stop this frenzy, and leave the innocent young girl alone. As soon as just in a couple of days, this fascination was slowly becoming an addiction, a passion to get her as obsessed as he was now.

How can someone like Michael, with such disgusting attitude to a young lady coexist in this world you may ask?

It was sadly the way he lived his life stemming from his childhood that his mentality was taught to be this way. Very evident in everything that he did as an adult, and don't be fooled by his apparent proper mannerisms and irresistible charm. That was another part of his sickly sweet persona.

Unfortunate though, for a fine gentleman like Michael to be like this at all. But if Michael were a normal citizen, if the last thing he had in mind was to pursue this girl, then we will never have this story.

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Michael

My striding long legs confidently took me through the familiar hallways of the college with a thin folder held tightly in my grasp. The heels of my black loafers echoed in the distance due to the almost emptiness of the atmosphere.

I glanced over to my left as I walked past an examination room that was ongoing before looking ahead. However, a dark head brunette caught my eye and I had to backtrack myself towards the door.

With my face half-hidden from anyone inside to see, I spotted the professor in charge of the students' examination. Around halfway across the room was a girl with her fist against the side of her head as she thought hard for a possible answer. In an odd sense, I could feel her brain cells working together to the death. If I could just delicately whisper the answers into her ear, I could make her life so much easier.

"I don't think I have seen you around here before," spoke a feminine voice that seemed to be made out of silk. I took my nose off the square door window and paid my attention to this girl around Samantha's age. She got golden locks that cascaded down just below her shoulders. The skirt of her sundress that ended above her knees swayed slightly as the gentle wind blew upon it. Her blue eyes especially, reminded me of Jenine's, and her face was vibrant with freckles, like seedpods on a sunflower. She flashed a sweet smile my way as soon as we made eye contact.

It was obvious that due to my natural charm and wit, she grew an attraction to me. We didn't had to exchange a "hello". Instead, we exchanged some suggestive and flirtatious looks. Usually at this stage, her heart rate would increase and her breaths more ragged and unstable. She is so easy to pick up, I kind of miss this.