Seduction Failed

“How’s your practice?” Andrius asked while cutting his beef steak. Andrius fetch her after their rehearsal and invited her over to dinner in a fancy restaurant.

She twirled her fork to curl up her Italian pasta, “all good. And of course, tiring. But we’ll have money with it. As what we’ve dealt with the event organizer, half… the half will be given to us and we’re going to donate to the Silver Dust Foundation for kids and adults who were in need,” she said.

“Hmm… I really admire Mr. Johansson for having such a big heart for other people,” he concluded.

“You’re right. And I’m lucky to be her daughter. I requested that we also help those people who were in need of their medication. Like those cancer patients who are having trouble financially with their treatments.”

“You sure got his kindness. And you will be his only heiress. Sooner, you’ll be the CEO of Silver Dust, from the hotels and restaurants down to his studio and foundations.”

She smiled, “it takes time for all of that. I need to study all of it.”

He put the piece of beef inside his mouth and chew it gently which makes her gulp as she saw how his Adam’s apple moved like it was teasing her. She shook her head. You’re being naughty, Samantha, she thought.

“How about you? Have you decided to build your own studio here in L.A.?”

He nodded.

“But dad told me that you’re welcome on Silver Dust, and you know that they need a great artist like you,” she said.

“I’m still thinking about it.”

IT WAS ten in the evening when they arrive home. The house was quiet and seems like all people inside were in a deep sleep.

Well, they don’t have many maids who run the errands in her father’s house. They only have four. Her father doesn’t like too many people wandering inside their house. And she feels the same.

She grew to be independent and she wouldn’t be in trouble if no one will help her. She also thought about her friends whom she wanted to be with her, enjoying life as she is. She will talk about it with her father some other time.

She wanted to invite Helen and even Ritch to stay with her. She can also offer them a job since her father said that she can have access to any of their business—if she will recommend someone, it’s her who decides. And she wants to do something beautiful with her friends. Especially Ritch who’s been apart of her for over a year.

Andrius is staying with them but lives in a different room, of course. Her father may be accepted Andrius, but they can’t sleep together not until they got married—an old Filipino tradition.

But they were living in a modern and liberated country, where innocence is just a legend. Well, if they will ask her, of course, her Filipina blood will still be thicker, though she’s not innocent anymore and adopted a foreign life.

And they even slept together in a hotel and in Andrius' house when they were in L.A.

“Good night,” said Andrius when he stopped in front of his room and kissed her on her lips.

“Good night,” she replied and twitch the knob of the door, opposite Andrius.

They also concurrently close their doors. She laughed and shook her head. She threw herself on her bed and stared at the white ceiling. She heaved a deep sigh as she closes her eyes. She’s too lazy to take a shower and just let the murk take her.

Andrius missed another chance to take her again. Samantha’s beauty is so fair and luminous. She’s charming and her scent is powerful. He may sound like a pervert… but damn! She’s ravishing that he’s afraid he couldn’t hold himself not to take her anymore.

Day by day, when their eyes met, their skin touched, it was torture for him. Samantha unconsciously doesn’t know that someone is suffering because of her beauty.

And he always found himself doing the remedy—taking a cold shower to calm him down.

“YOU’RE BEAUTIFUL, BABE,” said Andrius as he approached her. She just went out of the vanity room. They’re having a make-up and dress rehearsal today and Andrius was there to take photos for the ads.

“Thank you,” she replied and kissed Andrius on the cheek which makes the latter stunned.

“Whoa! I didn’t expect that,” he joked.

She shook her head, “insane.”

“Anyway,” he held up his camera, “I’m going to take a shot of you first,” he said.

Samantha then sat on the wooden stool and took off her robe and almost grinned when she saw her boyfriend’s sudden reaction. She wears a black leotard which makes her white skin luminous.

Andrius went to the center and started to capture some shots of her. She then strikes a post. Having something naughty thought inside her mind, she then started to flirt with the camera as she appeared, more appealing and seductive.

Andrius stopped mid-air as he saw how daring the girl was. Suddenly, he put down his camera and call it off.

Samantha then laughed.

“Funny, Sam,” he said, seems annoyed.

Samantha didn’t wear her robe anymore and left it on the table before she approaches Andrius.

“Come on, babe. I was just joking—” she was about to hug him from behind, but the man stopped, and her forehead bumped into his stilted back.

Andrius face her. “You didn’t want me to take you right here, right now, right?”

She pouted and shook her head.

“Then stop messing around, babe. We’re at work,” he said.

AFTER THE all-day practice, they end it before the clock hits nine in the evening. Andrius then asked her out again for dinner. But her father just sent her a message that they will have a family dinner—just the two of them, but since Andrius is already a part of the family—well, soon—she then invited him.

“Andrius, son, you should accept my offer. What makes you too long to decide?” Mr. Johansson started.

Andrius sipped on his glass of wine, then put the glass down. “I need to talk about my business partner first, Sir,” he replied.

“Oh. Just call me Dad, son.”

“I think I still need to work out with that thing, Sir,” he said.

The old man laughed and shook his head, “do as you please. But you can call me dad anytime you want,” said Mr. Johansson.

“I will take note with that, Sir.”

“If you don’t mind. Who’s this business partner you’ve just mentioned?”

“It’s Chuck, Sir. My best buddy.”

Samantha nodded. As what she has thought. It’s Chuck. The playboy.

“He’s in L.A. managing my small restaurant together with my older sister and I want to tackle things first with him.”

She didn’t know that a man-whore like Chuck can handle a business too.

THEY ARRIVED home at exactly ten in the evening and went to their respective rooms. She was about to lock her door when she thought of something. She then suddenly opened her door and walked towards Andrius's room and knocked.

“Babe. Do you need something?” asked Andrius when he opened his door.

She bit her lip as she never dropped down her gaze to him. The man then furrowed… confused.

“Come in,” he said when she didn’t hear any response from her. She then went inside.

She closes her eyes when she inhaled his masculine scent all over the room. Damn! it’s strong! she thought.

“Andrius…” she started and face the man. She went closer to him and clung her arms on his nape. And the latter then snaked his arms on her waist and pulled her closer.

“Hmmm… Does my baby, babe, honey, sweetie, need something with his handsome boyfriend?”

“You’re full of yourself, huh?” she said. “And no, Mr. I don’t need anything from you—well, sort of. I think it’s you who wants something from me,” she said, teasingly.

Andrius grinned. “Am I?” he asked, seems thinking even if he’s not. Well, he gets what the girl wants to deliver.

“But I think my baby is not ready with it yet.”

A sly smirk formed on her lips. “Come on, try me,” she stated.

Andrius let go of her and she stepped back. “Take some rest, babe. I know you’re tired and I guess, you drank too much wine,” he said and smiled. He held her arm gently and guided her out, but Samantha refused to stay which makes him gone a little madly.

“Sam… Don’t be stubborn, honey.”

She clung again to his nape and pushed her body into him. Andrius cursed inside his mind when he can feel her fruitful piles, tampered below his chest.

But he knew that Sam was seem drank and he doesn’t want to own her again when he knew that it was the alcohol who’s firing her up.

He also notices that the woman seemed not to use drinking alcohol and seeing wine which only has a less percent of alcohol, can make her tipsy. Seems had a bad effect on her. A Samantha who’s in her right mind will never do the first thing. It's always him who do the first move. But now, it’s different. And he doesn’t want to take advantage of the situation.

“Come on, Andrius. Hmm… your aircon is not on? Why is it freaking hot in here?” she asked and started to take off her dress. Which he immediately prevented her not so.

God. It was just wine. Why do you have to be like this? he thought.

Sam approaches him again and the girl started to smile like an idiot and pushed him until they landed on his bed. Sam started to plant kisses on his neck. And damn! he’s trying to control himself. He closes his eyes and held her waist. Then he suddenly pushes her up gently and cursed under his breath.

“Dammit! Sam. I may not control myself. But I still respect you and don’t want to own you when you’re being like this,” he said and guide her towards her room.

He opened the door of her room and guide her inside… until they reached her bed. Andrius lay her down and put off her slides and pull off the blanket to cover her.

The man planted a soft kiss on her forehead before leaving her. When she knew that he’s already outside, a tear fell from her eyes.

She pretended to be tipsy and tried to seduce him… but she failed.