Temptation

11

"Vernon!"

No response.

"Vernon! Unlock the door please!" I screamed to the top of my lungs.

I heard chuckles outside.

"You! This is not a joke, alright?! Open the goddamn door!"

The doorknob slowly twisted sideways. As soon as the door was unlocked, I swiftly came out of the bathroom to just watch Vernon run away to the other side right away.

I sighed.

I have to live with this beast for the next couple weeks? Seriously?

I wrapped my used clothes in my arm to put it in the laundry basket.

Why is this basket full of underwear and boxers?

I shuffled inside the basket when I was tapped on my shoulders.

"You like them so much?" Vernon pouted.

"Can't really believe that fat cats like you live their lives wearing underwear," I made a disgusted face at him.

"How dare you underestimate my underwear? They're GUCCI for god's sake," he redirected.

Really? Not surprised actually.

I didn't speak. Just slightly nodded and began to walk away past him, right when he grabbed my wrist and pinned me to the wall.

"Look I understand you watch too many dramas but this is no--"

"Shh," he cut me off by placing his thumb on my lips.

No. I am not acting pathetic this time. I have to stay calm. I am calm. Abella Fernsby, stay calm. Keep calm and don't give a damn about the situation. Be yourself.

Still I have no idea why it was hard for me to breathe.

"Nervous?" Vernon whispered.

"As if?" I gave an eye-roll.

"Abella, stay with me always, and I'll cover every inch of your skin with Gucci," he murmured as he gently rubbed my cheeks with his thumb shifting to the back of his fingers.

Chills ran down my entire body.

"I-I don't need your Gucci," I said as I looked down sideways.

It was getting hard for me to make an eye contact with him. He just looked too fine with that serious, soft look. I shall go blind.

"Fine, but please let me taste your lips for once. I just can't resist myself from spoiling myself with this preciousness," he said as he cupped my face with those long, smooth hands.

I am absolutely not functioning right now. What am I supposed to do?

I couldn't speak.

He slowly moved closer and placed a soft, wet kiss on my lips.

Should I kiss him back?

His lips were still attached to mine. The kiss slowly got deeper as I decided to go along, gently.

"Wow, what a scene. Oscar is definitely a must!"

We quickly pushed each other away at the third voice.

"D-dad?"

"Oh! I'm sorry! Please continue, I was just passing by. I witnessed nothing, it's okay it's okay," Mr. Davis smiled mischievously as he walked away.

"Your fault."