Chapter 7
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"Ah," Aisha coughed and then return to her cold facade. "I really appreciate Mr. Aeron's help during my most embarrassing moment but I really need to go now." As Aisha was speaking, she hastily stood up forgetting her disarray look.
Although a bit displeased by the word "mister", Aeron was quite amused at the stone-cold person in front of him. It was cute seeing her acting tough and indifferent even though her face was blushing and her voice was a bit hoarse.
His eyes lingers to her eyes down to the lunette birthmark at the junction of her neck and shoulder. There was a red spot in there, slightly bruised which proves that he might be a little harsh earlier.
Remembering what occurred earlier, Aeron's eyes darken and feel pain at the tightening of his pants. Apparantly, someone was not pleased when things haven't finish up to the end.
Aisha felt her body stiffening at the intensity of his gaze. What in the hell is he thinking? Aisha asked to herself as her hands instinctually move to cover her half-exposed breasts.
Aisha seems to notice one problem. Her gown was nearly torn and the lower part of her gown feels... sticky. Aisha almost cursed out loud, her frustration was visible as she glanced down at her after-s3x-look.
There are only two choices: one is to not give a crap on how she looks and let Alfred know what happened, two is to sneak into someone else's room and steal a decent clothing.
The latter seems a pretty good option. However, there is one problem. This manor, unbeknownst to anyone, was only use to deceive everyone that this is where the Cavelli main family lives in case someone wants to attack or murder them. Albeit, Aisha, Freohr and his parents did have a room in this manor, they didn't have much clothing in here and the last time Aisha had slept in here was when she was 13, and the available clothes in her room was pretty much too small in her woman figure.
Aisha's situation fitted the idiom, "Between a rock and a hard place"[1].
As if noticing her distress, Aeron unbutton every buttons in his shirt, not once his eyes are leaving her violet orbs.
It was as if, he was seducing her.
Aisha almost choke at her thoughts. But why does everything this man does, she felt like the devil is whispering in her ears to give into temptation?
He was just unbuttoning his shirt! Why does he look so hot and alluring why doing that? Moreover, is he slowly unbuttoning his shirt on purpose?
Wait, does is not the main point! Why is he removing his shirt? Did he... wants to continue it!?
While Aisha was freaking the hell out of her mind, Aeron had manage to slip his shirt into her delicate body.
"Huh?" Aisha look at Aeron in confusion and right at that moment, Aeron have the impulse to squeeze her cheek because of how adorable she look.
"Take off your clothes and wear mine instead," Aeron told her. "It is long enough to cover what's supposed to be covered." Saying this, Aeron suddenly frowns as he look at her firm but smooth and soft long legs.
Not enough to cover her legs, Aeron clicked his tongue in annoyance. His hands reaching the belt in his slacks.
"Whoa, what are you doing?" Aisha's cold demeanor crack and blush furiously as she notice the black and blue boxers of his, and the noticeable bulge that wants to be freed.
Aisha had torture and punished butt naked men in the past before and she didn't even bat an eye and blush while looking at the junction between their legs so why is she feeling emabarrass now?
Is it because through the boxers, Aisha could deduce that it was thrice as huge and long compare from those men?
Is that even a normal size for men?
And why does this gorgeous God-like man, who has such an incredibly strong 6 pack of abs, muscular arms and legs with a sexy V-line disappearing into his dark blue boxers with black linings, suddenly stripping in front of her?
Aeron appears to be unfazed by Aisha's gobsmacked look but he was really enjoying the Aisha who resembles the three-year-old herself, silly, cute, bubbly and makes everybody wants to dote her.
The her before she killed her mother.
He hands her his slacks, his eyes losing that slight sparkle of happiness in it.
She killed her mother.
And that's what made her like this.
This cold and indifferent person, who builds thick layer of walls to protect herself from being hurt. She appears to be strong but he knew that beneath the layers of those walls, she is just a delicate lonely girl who needs some warmth.
But the only source of warmth given by her parents was gone. One forced Aisha to kill her, while the other one was murdered by a "friend".
Aeron couldn't help but to feel pity for the woman in front of him. He pats her in the head, his eyes gentle as he place a car key in her palm and say, "My car was at the left border of the manor."
Aisha frowns as she grips the key. "You're not coming with me?" She asked but regretted it as soon as the words leaves her mouth.
Why does my question sounds a little ambiguous?
Aeron had a tiny smile on his lips and replied in a nonchalant tone, although the distinctive coldness was still there, "I still have something to take care of."
Aisha nods in understanding, she feels lost as she doesn't know what else to say.
She doesn't know anything about him at all except for being an illegitimate child of Rafael, and that he was five years older than her.
But, in front of him, she seems like a different person. She was not the usual most feared ruthless daughter of Morano De La Torre, she was just... Aisha.
And it scares her.
She was scared that she was becoming "weak" in front of him.
She doesn't want to be the her when she was still three-years-old. The her who could only cry as she pulls the trigger right into her mother's heart.
In her 23 years of existence, she never feel this kind of emotions.
It was scary because she was stepping into an unfamiliar place.
And the cause of all this is the blue eyed man in front of her.
[1] "Between a rock and a hard place" can be used to describe a dilemma wherein you must choose between two negative options. It might work, depending on the type of dilemma you wish to describe.
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"Ah," Aisha coughed and then return to her cold facade. "I really appreciate Mr. Aeron's help during my most embarrassing moment but I really need to go now." As Aisha was speaking, she hastily stood up forgetting her disarray look.
Although a bit displeased by the word "mister", Aeron was quite amused at the stone-cold person in front of him. It was cute seeing her acting tough and indifferent even though her face was blushing and her voice was a bit hoarse.
His eyes lingers to her eyes down to the lunette birthmark at the junction of her neck and shoulder. There was a red spot in there, slightly bruised which proves that he might be a little harsh earlier.
Remembering what occurred earlier, Aeron's eyes darken and feel pain at the tightening of his pants. Apparantly, someone was not pleased when things haven't finish up to the end.
Aisha felt her body stiffening at the intensity of his gaze. What in the hell is he thinking? Aisha asked to herself as her hands instinctually move to cover her half-exposed breasts.
Aisha seems to notice one problem. Her gown was nearly torn and the lower part of her gown feels... sticky. Aisha almost cursed out loud, her frustration was visible as she glanced down at her after-s3x-look.
There are only two choices: one is to not give a crap on how she looks and let Alfred know what happened, two is to sneak into someone else's room and steal a decent clothing.
The latter seems a pretty good option. However, there is one problem. This manor, unbeknownst to anyone, was only use to deceive everyone that this is where the Cavelli main family lives in case someone wants to attack or murder them. Albeit, Aisha, Freohr and his parents did have a room in this manor, they didn't have much clothing in here and the last time Aisha had slept in here was when she was 13, and the available clothes in her room was pretty much too small in her woman figure.
Aisha's situation fitted the idiom, "Between a rock and a hard place"[1].
As if noticing her distress, Aeron unbutton every buttons in his shirt, not once his eyes are leaving her violet orbs.
It was as if, he was seducing her.
Aisha almost choke at her thoughts. But why does everything this man does, she felt like the devil is whispering in her ears to give into temptation?
He was just unbuttoning his shirt! Why does he look so hot and alluring why doing that? Moreover, is he slowly unbuttoning his shirt on purpose?
Wait, does is not the main point! Why is he removing his shirt? Did he... wants to continue it!?
While Aisha was freaking the hell out of her mind, Aeron had manage to slip his shirt into her delicate body.
"Huh?" Aisha look at Aeron in confusion and right at that moment, Aeron have the impulse to squeeze her cheek because of how adorable she look.
"Take off your clothes and wear mine instead," Aeron told her. "It is long enough to cover what's supposed to be covered." Saying this, Aeron suddenly frowns as he look at her firm but smooth and soft long legs.
Not enough to cover her legs, Aeron clicked his tongue in annoyance. His hands reaching the belt in his slacks.
"Whoa, what are you doing?" Aisha's cold demeanor crack and blush furiously as she notice the black and blue boxers of his, and the noticeable bulge that wants to be freed.
Aisha had torture and punished butt naked men in the past before and she didn't even bat an eye and blush while looking at the junction between their legs so why is she feeling emabarrass now?
Is it because through the boxers, Aisha could deduce that it was thrice as huge and long compare from those men?
Is that even a normal size for men?
And why does this gorgeous God-like man, who has such an incredibly strong 6 pack of abs, muscular arms and legs with a sexy V-line disappearing into his dark blue boxers with black linings, suddenly stripping in front of her?
Aeron appears to be unfazed by Aisha's gobsmacked look but he was really enjoying the Aisha who resembles the three-year-old herself, silly, cute, bubbly and makes everybody wants to dote her.
The her before she killed her mother.
He hands her his slacks, his eyes losing that slight sparkle of happiness in it.
She killed her mother.
And that's what made her like this.
This cold and indifferent person, who builds thick layer of walls to protect herself from being hurt. She appears to be strong but he knew that beneath the layers of those walls, she is just a delicate lonely girl who needs some warmth.
But the only source of warmth given by her parents was gone. One forced Aisha to kill her, while the other one was murdered by a "friend".
Aeron couldn't help but to feel pity for the woman in front of him. He pats her in the head, his eyes gentle as he place a car key in her palm and say, "My car was at the left border of the manor."
Aisha frowns as she grips the key. "You're not coming with me?" She asked but regretted it as soon as the words leaves her mouth.
Why does my question sounds a little ambiguous?
Aeron had a tiny smile on his lips and replied in a nonchalant tone, although the distinctive coldness was still there, "I still have something to take care of."
Aisha nods in understanding, she feels lost as she doesn't know what else to say.
She doesn't know anything about him at all except for being an illegitimate child of Rafael, and that he was five years older than her.
But, in front of him, she seems like a different person. She was not the usual most feared ruthless daughter of Morano De La Torre, she was just... Aisha.
And it scares her.
She was scared that she was becoming "weak" in front of him.
She doesn't want to be the her when she was still three-years-old. The her who could only cry as she pulls the trigger right into her mother's heart.
In her 23 years of existence, she never feel this kind of emotions.
It was scary because she was stepping into an unfamiliar place.
And the cause of all this is the blue eyed man in front of her.
[1] "Between a rock and a hard place" can be used to describe a dilemma wherein you must choose between two negative options. It might work, depending on the type of dilemma you wish to describe.
"Ah," Aisha coughed and then return to her cold facade. "I really appreciate Mr. Aeron's help during my most embarrassing moment but I really need to go now." As Aisha was speaking, she hastily stood up forgetting her disarray look. Although a bit displeased by the word "mister", Aeron was quite amused at the stone-cold person in front of him. It was cute seeing her acting tough and indifferent even though her face was blushing and her voice was a bit hoarse. His eyes lingers to her eyes down to the lunette birthmark at the junction of her neck and shoulder. There was a red spot in there, slightly bruised which proves that he might be a little harsh earlier. Remembering what occurred earlier, Aeron's eyes darken and feel pain at the tightening of his pants. Apparantly, someone was not pleased when things haven't finish up to the end. Aisha felt her body stiffening at the intensity of his gaze. What in the hell is he thinking? Aisha asked to herself as her hands instinctually move to cover her half-exposed breasts. Aisha seems to notice one problem. Her gown was nearly torn and the lower part of her gown feels... sticky. Aisha almost cursed out loud, her frustration was visible as she glanced down at her after-s3x-look. There are only two choices: one is to not give a crap on how she looks and let Alfred know what happened, two is to sneak into someone else's room and steal a decent clothing. The latter seems a pretty good option. However, there is one problem. This manor, unbeknownst to anyone, was only use to deceive everyone that this is where the Cavelli main family lives in case someone wants to attack or murder them. Albeit, Aisha, Freohr and his parents did have a room in this manor, they didn't have much clothing in here and the last time Aisha had slept in here was when she was 13, and the available clothes in her room was pretty much too small in her woman figure. Aisha's situation fitted the idiom, "Between a rock and a hard place"1. As if noticing her distress, Aeron unbutton every buttons in his shirt, not once his eyes are leaving her violet orbs. It was as if, he was seducing her. Aisha almost choke at her thoughts. But why does everything this man does, she felt like the devil is whispering in her ears to give into temptation? He was just unbuttoning his shirt! Why does he look so hot and alluring why doing that? Moreover, is he slowly unbuttoning his shirt on purpose? Wait, does is not the main point! Why is he removing his shirt? Did he... wants to continue it!? While Aisha was freaking the hell out of her mind, Aeron had manage to slip his shirt into her delicate body. "Huh?" Aisha look at Aeron in confusion and right at that moment, Aeron have the impulse to squeeze her cheek because of how adorable she look. "Take off your clothes and wear mine instead," Aeron told her. "It is long enough to cover what's supposed to be covered." Saying this, Aeron suddenly frowns as he look at her firm but smooth and soft long legs. Not enough to cover her legs, Aeron clicked his tongue in annoyance. His hands reaching the belt in his slacks. "Whoa, what are you doing?" Aisha's cold demeanor crack and blush furiously as she notice the black and blue boxers of his, and the noticeable bulge that wants to be freed. Aisha had torture and punished butt naked men in the past before and she didn't even bat an eye and blush while looking at the junction between their legs so why is she feeling emabarrass now? Is it because through the boxers, Aisha could deduce that it was thrice as huge and long compare from those men? Is that even a normal size for men? And why does this gorgeous God-like man, who has such an incredibly strong 6 pack of abs, muscular arms and legs with a sexy V-line disappearing into his dark blue boxers with black linings, suddenly stripping in front of her? Aeron appears to be unfazed by Aisha's gobsmacked look but he was really enjoying the Aisha who resembles the three-year-old herself, silly, cute, bubbly and makes everybody wants to dote her. The her before she killed her mother. He hands her his slacks, his eyes losing that slight sparkle of happiness in it. She killed her mother. And that's what made her like this. This cold and indifferent person, who builds thick layer of walls to protect herself from being hurt. She appears to be strong but he knew that beneath the layers of those walls, she is just a delicate lonely girl who needs some warmth. But the only source of warmth given by her parents was gone. One forced Aisha to kill her, while the other one was murdered by a "friend". Aeron couldn't help but to feel pity for the woman in front of him. He pats her in the head, his eyes gentle as he place a car key in her palm and say, "My car was at the left border of the manor." Aisha frowns as she grips the key. "You're not coming with me?" She asked but regretted it as soon as the words leaves her mouth. Why does my question sounds a little ambiguous? Aeron had a tiny smile on his lips and replied in a nonchalant tone, although the distinctive coldness was still there, "I still have something to take care of." Aisha nods in understanding, she feels lost as she doesn't know what else to say. She doesn't know anything about him at all except for being an illegitimate child of Rafael, and that he was five years older than her. But, in front of him, she seems like a different person. She was not the usual most feared ruthless daughter of Morano De La Torre, she was just... Aisha. And it scares her. She was scared that she was becoming "weak" in front of him. She doesn't want to be the her when she was still three-years-old. The her who could only cry as she pulls the trigger right into her mother's heart. In her 23 years of existence, she never feel this kind of emotions. It was scary because she was stepping into an unfamiliar place. And the cause of all this is the blue eyed man in front of her. 1 "Between a rock and a hard place" can be used to describe a dilemma wherein you must choose between two negative options. It might work, depending on the type of dilemma you wish to describe.
