CHAPTER 3

DEMIE and Sandro went downstairs to the living room one after the other. It’s already 9 pm, and Demie doesn’t know if they’re done cooking. She's somewhat ashamed because she hasn't helped anything at home.

"Oh, dear, look at you, Demie! You're dazzlingly perfect! Am I right, Sandro?" both Demie and Alessandro were surprised by the woman's sudden question to him. But Sandro just played along.

"Yes, Mom, you're right. She's really dazzling… and irresistible," Sandro said, the corner of his mouth turned up. His mom squealed as Alastair immediately scolded her asking such things, but Demie immediately smiled when he looked at her.

Alastair immediately approached her to get her attention.

"You're more than perfect, Demie," Alastair said as he took Demie's right hand and kissed it. Demie immediately smiled, the Aly she knew— the wholesome one. The one she’s had a crush on before.

"Thank you, Aly," Demie's smiling response that made someone hissed. She was about to look at Sandro when Alastair pulled her to the pool area on the side of the mansion. Alessandro just followed them.

Demie was surprised to see the Christmas lights and Christmas decors in the pool area. The small palm trees in each corner are all decorated with Christmas lights, and there are also Christmas lights that are hanging above from the roof to the end of the wall, in front. And as you enter, you will immediately see two barbecue grills prepared and the dining table. Demie checked the pool and there are two loungers placed on an elevated floor on the pool just right before the two-step concrete stairs.

"I didn't know that there was a pool here, Aunt. I wish I got a bikini with me," Demie joked to the woman who immediately believed her.

"Oh, you want to swim? You can swim but maybe tomorrow, it’ll be a waste of your outfit," Her aunt Kareen responded, winked.

Then they immediately started grilling. The three of them are the only ones talking, Demie is quite bothered that Sandro is just behind them, alone. He was just busy holding the phone and periodically drinking alcohol at the round table. Demie wants him to join their conversation, she wants to know him. And she doesn't know why she suddenly grows an interest in him.

As far as Demie knows, they're ten years apart, she's going to be 25 so he's 35. This is also one of the reasons why she became closer to Alastair who is just her age. Before, Demie used to just look at Sandro who was usually just in a corner and always had a serious face. Contrary to Alastair who is jolly and outgoing.

"Bro, can you please get these dishes," Alastair said, handing out a tray with only pork barbecue already cooked. Demie immediately looked at it. He quietly took the tray from Alastair and returned to the former position. While her Aunt Kareen had noticed what she’s doing.

"What's the matter, Demie?" her aunt Kareen asked, fanning the burning charcoal. Demie sighed, decided to ask about Sandro.

"Is sweet- I m-mean, Sandro is really that quiet?" Demie almost utter the endearment she heard from Alessandro. Fortunately, only the two of them were there.

"Oh, you're interested huh?" Kareen said, teasing Demie. Demie shakes her head, but her Aunt could see her cheeks turning red that made her delighted.

"Alright, Dear, to answer your question. You know that their father left us, he was just 11 years old at that time. And you and Aly have only been together for almost a year. Since then, Sandro has become serious about things. But, he didn't have a bad opinion of his dad. Actually, his dad educated him because he wanted him to inherit the restaurant business he started. And that's where it started, Sandro started to focus too much on studying and training with his father. And I'm happy that his hard work paid off," Demie nodded, and somehow she knew the reason why the man always seemed serious.

"What about you, Demie? What are your plans? You just graduated, do you plan to work right away?" The woman asked Demie who was turning the pork on the barbecue grill.

"Maybe I'll rest first, Aunt. I just realized that I drowned myself too much in studying and side jobs. At least before I’ll start finding a job, I want to be stress-free. And me, spending my Christmas and birthday here with your family, is a great start. It's tiring to celebrate Christmas and my birthday alone," Demie said, laughing. Her friends can't come even though it's her birthday, because they also have families. And Demie has no relatives there to spend her special day with. She was all alone when her parents left her.

"That's good, Dear. I've been inviting you every year to spend Christmas with us, but you always declined because you prioritize work and your studies. So I've been wondering too, do you have your love life?" The woman even gossiped to Demie who laughed weakly and shook her head.

"I've got a dating life, but that's all. I haven't really had a serious relationship. I don't know, Aunt Kareen," Demie laughed in response. While Alastair heard what they’re talking about because he’s just on their side and was also seriously grilling to hear what Demie said.

"Is what I heard right? Demie is still no boyfriend since birth? Then that means, I'm the gift for you, Demie, to change that status," Alastair replied once more winking at Demie who laughed at the latter. His mother raised an eyebrow, preferring Sandro for Demie.

"Really, Aly. Don't tell me, you still have a crush on me until now?" Demie joked that  Sandro heard and became interested in what they were talking about.

"What crush? That's outdated, hey, I already love you now!" Alastair, on the other hand, was adamant that he made the tone a joke, even though what he said was true. Sandro frowned at what he heard as if he didn't like what he heard from his brother. He suddenly wants to mark Demie. He only wants her for him. Only for him.

"Aren't you done there yet?" Alessandro suddenly interrupted while he’s already behind, so the latter was slightly distracted when he spoke near her. Her back hit the man's chest, and Sandro suddenly grabbed her by the waist.

The warmth of his hand suddenly travels to Demie's body. There was the feeling again as if her body was heating up. So, Demie immediately broke away with Sandro, whose jaw's tightening at the moment. And also his jeans, just by touching her hips through the thin fabric, is enough for him to make him hard. 'This is really bad. This woman is mine. She's not going anywhere, nor to my brother. She's mine,' Sandro mentally said, after he got back to his seat.

While Demie at that moment, she can feel the stare of the man that is driving her crazy. This is bad for her. The thought of giving her cherry to Alastair is fading. But, she won't change it. She doesn’t know Sandro's status. At his age, he may have a girlfriend. So she will not change her mind.

After beyond grilling time, they are finally done. They've got a variety of meat that they grilled. They also took food that Sandro had cooked earlier for pickling. Chicken wings with honey spicy bbq sauce and a variety of meat grilled bbq are on the table. Sandro and Demie are seated side by side, Alastair and his mother are opposite them.

They spent the time until midnight, drinking, eating, and talking. Demie did all her best to stay sober for what she would plan later. They drank little by little because they would even meet Demie's Christmas and birthday. But Demie, having a low alcohol tolerance, was already hit just before midnight.

Demie and her aunt Kareen were left in the pool area around midnight. Sandro and Alastair went to the kitchen to get the foods and gifts they have for Demie. Even though Demie was a bit drunk, she was still thinking well.

Fireworks display and the sounds of plastic horns filled the subdivision when the clock turns twelve. And at the same time, Alastair and his mother shouted loudly.

"Happy birthday, Demie! And Merry Christmas!" both said in unison. So, Demie looked at the door where there was Alastair who's holding 3 gift boxes, and Sandro who's holding the cake.

Demie couldn't stop her lips from smiling so wide, she was surprised. Demie stood up when she approached Alastair, she was singing happy birthday, so was the two men’s mother. While Sandro is just standing on the side, just on his signature half-smile.

"Oh my, thank you! I didn't expect this," Demie beamed, smiling from ear to ear. She then closed her eyes and thanked God for everything. "Merry Christmas everyone!" Demie greeted them after she blew the candle. The look on Demie's face is priceless. She never celebrated Christmas and her birthday like this before. This is truly the start of spicing up her life, just what she planned. And the first part will end later.

They continue the double celebration, but Kareen says goodbye to them, first. Being old is worry some. And they understood that. So, the three who were drinking were left — ah, only Alastair and Demie. Sandro was just there on the side watching as if an eagle was watching for its food later.

But Sandro was sent away when someone called him, leaving Demie and Alastair behind. Alcohol was really affecting Demie at those times, so she had to carry out her plan. Even before she was finally knocked out. Demie was about to stand up so that she could approach Alastair when he suddenly stood up.

"Wait a minute, Demie, I'll just go to the comfort room for a minute," Alastair said goodbye to her, so Demie sat down again and followed Alastair's gaze. Demie took another deep breath before standing up and thinking of starting her plan.

She made her way through the living room, then walked up the stairs. She thought of going first to Alastair's room. She will surprise him.

Demie remembered that Sandro had come out of the last room earlier. So, she thought that next to her room was Alastair's room. While she's on her way, Demie can't help but giggles. She's thinking that Alastair would be really surprised. But as Demie opened the door, she's the one who was surprised.

She found Sandro laying on the bed. Stroking his hard c*ck. And Demie was rooted on the floor, her mouth fell open. As her eyes glued to Sandro's pulsating c*ck.