| Life of a fraudster | ✔

▪LOAF 22▪

I open my eyes as I see Anisah, writing something down with her glasses on her face. "What are you writing?" I ask, sitting up. "Well, I just thought of something, private. Finished jotting it down and got it all together."

She says tearing up the paper. I look away smiling at how she's feeling better. "You look different with your glasses."

"Better looking, I presume." I scoff, standing to my feet. I glance at her as she takes her glasses off. I walk to the bathroom, taking my toothbrush. I see her walking towards me from the mirror. She stands beside me, sitting on the sink.

"Thank you for last night." She looks at her feet as it dangles. "It meant a lot and I appreciate it." She looks at me. "My pleasure." I put back my brush, rinsing my face at the same time.

"What would you like for breakfast?" I dab my face with a dry towel. I hang it about as I feel a  little tug. "Let me help you apply a face lotion."

I was about to politely decline. "Please, its just not to make your face dry. This once." I hesitantly agree before I stand in front of her. She takes one of the creams from beside the sink she arranged.

She opens it, rubbing it at the tips of her fingers. "A bit closer." I place my hands by her sides, leaning in as she starts rubbing the cream on my face.

"You have great skin." She compliments but I don't even care about the skin. "Thank you."

"You're welcome." She smiles. "I bet you don't care, do you?"

"Not at all."

"Figured, how about I apply a face mask? It'll make your skin softer." She teases, laughing. "No way." She drops her hands, putting back the lotion in its place and bringing out another one. 

"Let me." I take the cream from her, opening it. "Is this enough?" I show her the amount I scooped up and she nods. She closes her eyes, waiting for me to apply it.

I rub the cream on her face gently, making sure every spot gets it. "You actually know how to apply it. That's good." She lets out a sigh.

"Anisah, I would like you to tell me whatever or whoever's bothering you from now on." She opens her eyes, meeting mine. "You know I can't-"

"I've fallen in love with you." I confess, placing my hands back by her sides. "Why?" She asks with her brows furrowed. "Why? Everything about you is beautiful to me." She  shakes her head.

"I...I told you my whole truth last night, I'm...I'm not the girl for you." I smile, cupping her face. "You're perfect for me, I don't care about what happened in the past. I'm with you and that's all that matters. I love you."

Tears roll down her cheeks as she chuckles, wiping it off. "You have a way with words, I mean, it's not bad."

I chuckle, leaning in to kiss her forehead. I feel her hands on my abdomen. I pull away, locking eyes with her. My body urges me to kiss her but I need to refrain myself.

She pulls my shirt gently as I lean closer and she kisses me. Her soft lips colliding with mine, she has a way of making me go crazy with just a kiss.

I want her.

Need her.

I trail the kisses down to her neck. "Let's cross a few rules out." She suggests before I carry her on my waist, her legs wrapped around me. "Are you sure?"

She nods as I walk to the bedroom while she helps me take off my shirt.

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We walk down the stairs, talking when my mom came out of the study. "Anisah, I heard what happened yesterday. I am so sorry for what happened. I will get to the bottom of it."