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CINCUENTA Y NUEVE

I looked at my wrist watch seeing 10pm.

What? How did time fly so fast?

Cindy had already turned off most of the lights.

Three days had passed but I wasn't getting used to the laundry job because I was always very stressed out and I never finished what I had for the day. I told myself to keep pushing.
Whenever I got home, I'd just fall on my bed and begin to sleep cause of tiredness.

Snoring became my forte. Lol.

Worst part was the fact that the sleep was never enough. Tears. This led to a lot of body aches but, I wasn't ready to give up. Oh well, I hope I maintain this energy till the end of the week if not I'll go for another job.

I called Helen earlier today and told her to look for a job for me so I could move. She was concerned and asked why but I just told her that I couldn't work here anymore.

Diane Edwin's plan worked.

Staring at the pile of clothes, I thought of putting the clothes into the washing machine so tomorrow, I'll just start the machine.

Sluggishly, I began to pick the clothes into the machine then, I heard footsteps behind me. I turned swiftly to see who was spying but there was no one.

Okay, that was weird.

Becoming more conscious, I began to pick the clothes faster then those footsteps started again. The laundry room had just one dim bulb and the lights in the alley were already put off by Claire.

I was getting scared since Diane had already threatened my life in the elevator. What if she sent an assassin? I turned with my hands rolled into a fist and saw no one AGAIN!

"Who's there?" I called out but no response.

Shit.

I left the clothes and decided to get out of the mansion as fast as possible. I searched around for a weapon for defense but found nothing.

So, I took in a deep breath and walked out of the door into the dark alley.

"Teresa...."

"Woah!" I screamed and I heard a familiar laughter.

I rolled my eyes in relief that it wasn't a killer and in annoyance. "Bran!"

"Damn...the part that killed me was when you turned with your fists. Those small hands. They can't save you for shit."

I tried to suppress my giggle. "Don't say that cause I had tekwando lessons when I was ten. Who told you I was down here?"

He shrugged. "Gen did. You ghosted for two days without letting me know."

We walked back into the laundry room and I rested my bum on a table. "I'm sorry. Your mum sent me down here and it's been fucking stressful."

He groaned. "Diane sent you down here?"

I didn't want to cause any other drama so I moved closer to him. "Hey...don't worry about that. She has her reasons."

"What reasons? I know you lied to me that day when I asked this."

I froze. How the hell did he know? He was so fucking smart but I couldn't let him know what the actual reason was. It would break him but he deserved to know the truth about his cheating mother. "Bran.."

He interrupted me by placing his index finger on the rose pendant of my chain. I looked at what he was doing on my chest then looked back at him. I swallowed my saliva as that usual fire ignited once again. Then, he used the chain to gently pull me closer to him till our bodies were touching. My eyes travelled down to his lips that I longed for so bad. I slowly licked my lips without hiding the fact that I wanted him.

He smirked and said with command. "You'll stop working in this laundry as from tomorrow. Resume kitchen duties."

My eyes widened. That was fucking sexy. Immediately, my body wanted his touch but at thesame time, Diane's threat kept ringing in my head. "Bran, you can't just....."

He used his finger to keep me shut then he parted my lips with the same finger. He stroked my lips like it was some precious jewel which made me quiver. He just had a way to easily put me in the mood. Then, he cupped my face in his hands and bent his head so he could reach for my lips.

Softly, I felt his warm lips on mine which made me so happy. Finally! I had wanted this for so long. We kissed for a short while, took a pause then continued but this time...more intense. His hands massaged my and pressed the two planets at my back. "Fuck." He said.

I felt a tug of adrenaline all through my body as we quickened our kiss. He tightened his hold on me as we kissed harder.

My hands brushed through his black curly hair that I pulled it gently. Immediately, he rushed me to the wall with his hands still on my ass. My hands explored his ears to his chest as we kissed harder.

Eek. Things are getting intense. Don't forget to make that little star shine. Love you guys so much.