“What do you mean by you’re not engaged any more?” I asked with my eyes widened as shock was evident in my face.
“Uhm, it’s personal kiddo,” He replied me with a warm smile. I took the opportunity to grab his hands and stared deeply into his eyes. “You know you can count on me for anything,” I said as I continued looking deeply into his eyes. “Come here kiddo,” He said as he pulled me in for a hug. This hug was different from the ones he had been giving me since I had moved in. His arms were wrapped around my waist while mine were placed on his shoulders. His palms grazed around my lower back which awakened this sensation in me. All I could think about at that moment was to kiss him, perhaps that was also what he thought. I looked at him as we were still locked in the embrace and the hug became more intense. We both looked at each other and our lips were slowly about meet when he suddenly pulled away. “Had any to eat yet?” He asked as he nervously brought out a jar of milk from the refrigerator. “Uhm, I just had a sandwich while I was at school,” I smiled awkwardly. “I should probably order some pizza,” He said as he picked up his cell phone. “Sure, I’ll be in my room,” I said as I entered my room. All that was on my mind was how that hug was intense and how we were about to kiss. “Does that mean he is attracted to me?” I thought to myself. As I closed my eyes all I could imagine was him kissing me and lifting me up to the kitchen center top. I won’t lie that the news of he and Blair’s breakup made me excited, perhaps as he was single he may pay attention to me. At the same time, I tried to remove my mind from thoughts of having anything to do with him because he was my father’s bestfriend. It would be basically unacceptable. As my mind continued to deliberate on my current dilemma, I drifted off asleep. * * * Days passed and the weekend finally came. Ever since the awkward hug in the kitchen, it was almost as if Antonio had been avoiding me. He was always locked in his room whenever I was around. As if he was angry at me. “I should probably talk to him,” I thought to myself. Things were weird enough when Blair lived here, I really didn’t want us to be distant. With that said, I got up and came out of my room and saw him with a suitcase. “You’re leaving?” I asked with a furrowed brow. “Something like that kiddo,” He replied with a smile. “I hope it doesn’t have anything to do with what happened the other night.” I said as I nervously played with my fingers. “The other night?” He asked with his brow furrowed with confusion. “Yeah. The night of the hug,” I said as I nervously scratched the back of my head. “Oh, that night was nothing, like you said it was just a hug. Besides I’m going on a business trip, it’s this convention for drama professors,” He said as he grabbed a glass of water to drink. “Oh,” I said as I stood there speechless. All week, I thought he was avoiding me because of our hug unknowingly to me that the hug didn’t mean anything to him. “Alright kiddo, I have to leave now,” He said as he pulled me in for a half hug. “Bye Antonio,” I said as I watched him roll his suitcase out of the door. As he closed the door behind me, I picked up my phone to call Jenny. “What’s up Jenny? Can you come over?” “Sure, I’m on my way!” Jenny replied and ended the call. Since Antonio wasn’t going to be home I decided to have a girl’s weekend with Jenny. * * * “Bitch! You look good,” I said as I threw my arms around Jenny and squeezed her in for a hug. “Thank you babe, so this is the famous Professor Antonio’s apartment?” Jenny remarked as she looked around the house as I ushered her in. “Yeah, did you bring it?” I asked with a raised eyebrow. Jenny kept quiet probably trying to create some sort of suspense. “What do you think babes, I got it!” She said as she brought out a bottle of vodka from her bag. “The weekend is for us to enjoy and no one is stopping us.” “Yasss!” I squealed then walked into the kitchen to get shot glasses. I watched Jenny open the bottle and pour shots for the both of us. We had alot of glasses till we began to stagger while walking around the house. Time had passed and it was already night time and the house was filled with our laughter as we moved around. Jenny turned on the tv and put it on the music station. We began to dance with each other, laughing at each other’s jokes. “Vanessaaaa,” Jenny stumbled into me. “You never told me about this mysterious crush that you have,” Jenny continued, pointing her finger at me. “Well, I can’t talk about it because it’s forbidden,” I replied as I placed my finger on my lips motioning a ‘shhh’ “Tell meee, I won’t tell anyone,” Jenny pleaded with her half opened tipsy eyes. Just as I was about to reply Jenny and tell her about my love for Antonio, his voice came out of the background. “What is going on here?” Antonio asked angrily. “A-Antonio? I thought you won’t be back till sunday,” I said while staggering towards him. “Are you girls drunk?” He asked angrily, with the veins in his forehead popping out. “I can explain,” I replied, dragging my words. “I think this is my cue to go Vanessa, thanks for having me Prof,” Jenny said as she practically ran out of the house. “Vanessa, I don’t appreciate what you did today. You could have told me you wanted to have a party in my own house,” Antonio yelled. “Antonio, this wasn’t a party,” I said as I put my hand on my forehead. I was tired of Antonio’s constant yelling. “Then explain to me why there’s music and alcohol,” Antonio said while he angrily grabbed the tv remote and shut the tv off. “I thought you were angry at me so I needed a distraction,” “Angry at you? Why should I be? Is it related to your question this morning?” He asked as he stood tall infront of me. There was little to no space between us. I could feel his breath on my face. “You still don’t get it?” I asked, nodding my head in disappointment. “Get what Vanessa?” Antonio angrily asked with his voice raised. “THAT I AM IN LOVE WITH YOU ANTONIO!!” I yelled out loud leaving Antonio speechless. “U-u-uhm, you’re drunk Vanessa. You should get some rest,” He said as he attempted to walk out on me but was stopped by my quick hand that held his wrist. “It’s not because I’m drunk Antonio. I’ve always had a crush on you since I was a teenager,” I said as I stared deeply into his eyes and ran my fingers through his hair. There was an awkward silence between us, Antonio kept on staring at me in confusion. The alcohol in me was whispering to me that this was the chance I had, a chance to kiss him. I leaned in closer and planted my lips on his for a kiss. He didn’t return the kiss, his lips remained in one position. I pulled away from him filled with embarrassment. I just wanted to go to my bed and bury myself in my pillow. “Uhm, goodnight. I’m sorry for the mess,” I said as I turned around to walk towards my room. Just then Antonio grabbed my wrist and turned me around and held my waist. “Don’t go yet,” He whispered as he began to kiss my neck so softly. “Do you actually want this?” I moaned out loud. “Try me,” He said, then placed his lips on mine and began to kiss me. He raised me up to the kitchen counter and began to kiss me everywhere. I ripped his shirt open and began to struggle with his pants till they dropped. He took off the pretty little sundress that I had on and flung it away. “Are you ready,” He said as he stared deeply into my eyes. “Yes daddy.”I woke up in an unfamiliar room that the walls were painted dull gray, with a harsh light shining through the bars.My head felt heavy, like a fog was still lingering from last night. As I rubbed my eyes and sat up, I noticed Cesar sitting right next to me, smirking.“You slept like a log,” he said, that cocky grin of his never wavering.I blinked, feeling a little dazed. “Where… where are we?”He chuckled, leaning back in his seat, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “You don’t remember? Police came last night.”Bits and pieces of the chaos started to float back into my mind: the cops bursting in, everyone screaming and running. I closed my eyes, groaning. “Yeah… I remember now,” I muttered.I shifted uncomfortably, trying to piece everything together. “But why did they arrest us?”“Noise pollution or something,” Cesar replied with a shrug. “Apparently, some of the neighbors weren’t fans of the party. So, here we are, waiting for someone to bail us out.”I let out a sigh, feeling the
As Cesar took my hand, he led me away from the main party, and I felt a rush of excitement coursing through me. The atmosphere shifted as we entered a different area of the mansion, where the music was quieter but the energy felt charged. It was almost like stepping into a hidden realm reserved for the elite, where laughter and whispers danced in the air."Here we are," Cesar said, motioning toward a sleek bar that shimmered under soft lights. "Have a seat."I sat down, feeling the coolness of the bar beneath my fingers. Cesar had this commanding aura, and I found myself drawn to him, wanting to know more."What would you like to drink?" he asked, his gaze locked onto mine."A beer," I said, thinking about something simple.He laughed, shaking his head. "Nonsense! You have to try their special punch. Trust me, it's legendary."My interest was piqued, and I couldn't help but smile. "Alright, I'll have some."He went to a large bowl filled with a colorful concoction and poured two gl
As Mr. Ruben’s twisted words sank in, I felt disgust churn in my stomach. I took a shaky step back, my fists clenched as I tried to keep my voice from trembling.“You’re disgusting,” I spat, feeling the heat rise in my cheeks. My heart was pounding, and I could barely think straight.Mr. Ruben’s face twisted into a scowl. “Keep your voice down,” he hissed, looking around the empty classroom. “Do you want the whole campus to hear?”I took a deep breath, glaring at him. “I don’t care who hears. You’re a creep.”Turning on my heel, I stormed out of the classroom. But before I could make it to the door, his voice echoed after me, cold and threatening. “You’ll regret this, Vanessa. I’ll make sure you never pass my class.”Ignoring him, I pushed the door open and broke into a fast walk down the hallway. The further I got from that room, the better I could breathe. My legs felt like they were moving on autopilot as I headed for the parking lot, desperate to get away.Just as I turned the c
I pushed open the door to the living room, my head throbbing from the hangover that made everything feel twice as loud, twice as bright. All I wanted was to crawl into bed and sleep it off, away from any questions or judging looks. But just as I stepped inside, my heart dropped. Blair was standing there, watching me with that look—one that screamed she was ready to pounce on me with questions I had no interest in answering.I turned, trying to slip past her toward my room without saying a word, but Blair was quicker. She moved in front of me, blocking my way. Her arms were crossed, her expression cold and focused. “Where have you been, Vanessa?” Her voice was like ice, and it irritated me.“Please, Blair,” I said, rubbing my forehead. “Just get out of my way.”Her eyes narrowed, her jaw tightening. “As long as you’re under my roof, I need to know where you’ve been.”I couldn’t help but let out a bitter laugh. “What on earth gives you the idea that you’re in charge of me?” I shot ba
As Vanessa stood in the doorway, her eyes pleading with me, I could hardly find the words. "Uh, of course you can stay," I stammered, stepping aside to let her in. The moment she crossed the door, it felt like everything shifted. The air was thick with unspoken tension, and I knew deep down that things were about to change.She closed the door behind her, her gaze steady on me. "I'm tired of pretending I don't want you," she said, her voice low and intense.It sent shivers down my spine. "I want you so bad, Antonio. It's eating me up inside." I swallowed hard, feeling my heart race."You're just saying that because you're drunk," I shot back, trying to keep my voice steady, trying to convince myself of that.She stepped closer, her eyes narrowing as she shook her head. "Stop pretending you don't see it. You feel it too."The weight of her words hit me like a train. My mind was racing, caught in a whirlwind of desire and the reality of my situation. I reached out, placing my hand on
ANTONIO's POVAs I pulled the last of the clothes out of the washer, something soft and lacy caught my attention. I frowned, holding up the black panties between my fingers. These…weren’t Blair’s. I knew what Blair wore. She liked things simple, full coverage. This—this was something else entirely.I stared at them for a moment, my mind racing. They didn’t belong to her, so there was only one other possibility. Vanessa.I raised the panties to my face, inhaling the scent deeply, and immediately I felt a rush. My heart pounded in my chest as I exhaled slowly. I could feel myself losing control—my thoughts swirling around her.I dropped the panties into the laundry basket, shaking my head. “I’m going crazy,” I muttered under my breath, trying to push her out of my mind. But the truth was, Vanessa had been in my head for days, maybe even weeks, and now, holding this small piece of fabric, I couldn’t deny how much she was affecting me.I quickly made my way to the living room, needing