SIX

"Mr Noel would like to offer you a place to stay," she let out. "Miss River?"

Marian scoffs and turns around, holding her head. Then it hit her. How did he know about her situation?

"Wait!" She turned back, and he stood firmly with the lady she didn't even know. "How did you know -"

"My assistant got some information about you," he said bluntly, leaving her speechless. Seeing she had not said anything, he continued, "It's a very comfortable apartment and one of the best in the Philippines,"

"It's the W's apartment," Grace said, and Marian choked instantly, the W's apartment? This apartment was meant for millionaires, celebrities, and much more... Not people like her, but that wasn't her problem right now,

"So -" Mr Noel was about to speak.

"You asked your assistant to run a background check on me?" She said following a small laugh, "Is this something you did for the whole student? I don't understand, ain't you are my professor - why would you -"

"Grace, excuse me," he said,

"Alright," she nodded and continued outside. Marian darted at her and him, confused... She had no idea what was happening.

"Mary, listen -" he took a step forward.

"No! You stay there!" She stepped back. He was a bit scary.

"Can you come with me?" He said, Marian, laughed.

"You're insane. Why would I?" She asked, Noel took steps towards her.

"No!" She yelled, but he pulled her into his body, his hands wrapped around her waist, Marian fell silent her face was inches away from his chest. Her heart twitched and her face flushed as his hands roamed her back, gosh the feeling was able to take her to the moon and back, Mr Noel felt so good, and his breath fanned her ears. As much as she swallowed and tried to hold her breath, her heart could easily betray her, letting him know how he affected her.

"We both know we want each other," he said. Her eyes rang a bit. What was he saying? This was her professor. He pulled back gently, "Marian?" He pulled her back to take a look at her. Marian looked away, "Why fight this?" His hands touched her chin and moved her face closer to his.

"Mr Noel?" She swallowed, his lewd eyes danced around her face, and her mind played him over and over, she was tempted to have a taste of his lips, her eyes fell on his lips, and like a flash, Marian leased her breath and her hands wrapped around his neck, Logan pulled her closer and their lips pressed against each other. Her hand craned into his hair, he tasted so good and she couldn't have enough, she kept wanting more. Her toes curled up, and her legs pressed tightly. The sensation he caused made her wet at the same time. His hands moved lower, and Logan broke the kiss, and his mouth found her neck, a soft moan escaped her lips. Marian felt his hands under her clothes. Now he was pressing her bare butt. The urge to give herself to this man. Suddenly, his right hand left her butt to her boobs, and her legs tightened, but she couldn't be found here doing this with her professor. That's when it hit her. He was her professor. How would she face him in school?

Marian breathed, but he pulled away before she could. This made Marian wonder why.

"You don't need to pay me rent. You can just work and have fun with your money," he said, licking his lips. This aroused her even more. Did he love the taste of her lips?

"I'm sorry, Mr Logan, but -"

"It's a one-time opportunity. Think about it," he said and took her chin. Oh, she was helpless to his touch. "Tell me your decision tomorrow," he replied,

"Wait!" She grabbed him,

"Is there something?" He asked.

"About now?" She swallowed. She couldn't dare see him again after this, kissing her professor! Her brain couldn't process it.

"What about it?" He said and placed his hands in his pocket.

"Ummmm, you're my English -"

"Marian, I am not here as your professor," he said, Marian looked up at him. "I am here as your admirer," he finished, Marian stood there staring, now words, no thought. "See you tomorrow," he said, coming closer to her, and a kiss landed on her flushed cheek.

Marian watched him leave. She opened her mouth to speak, but there were no words or thoughts. Her face only reddened at his words. Her heart pounded faster but gladdened by these words.

"Oh, Unit 1503" he turned around, "It's a spare apartment in my name, well, the building is mine," he bragged, he was excited and happy she didn't shrug him off, "Just in case you're curious about it, you can check it out... I guess it would fit your taste. The passcode is 0079," he said with a smile.

The clouds are dark, and it's dusk again, Marian, after pounding it on what Logan had said. Curiously, she wore a green dress and sandals, and she took a cab. Minutes later, she arrives at W's apartment. Marian stopped at the skyscraper she had heard a lot of information and saw pictures of it, but she had never been anywhere near it.

_"Well, the building is mine,"_ Marian recalled.

"There's no way!" She sighed and looked at the entrance, it smelt of luxury, and it had a spin-off glass, Marian turned and grabbed the taxi door, "No, I can't" she said, but paused. Was she going to sleep at The Carter's Club all night? She sighed and moved to the front window, "Thank you," she said, handing him cash.

Marian headed inside, and she rushed to the elevator, seeing it close, "Wait!" She stopped and smiled the moment the old lady stopped it. "Thank you!" She said.

"What floor, darling," she asked, Marian looked at her, and she had no idea what floor she was going to.

"Ummm, unit 1503," she said, with her teeth showing.

"Oh, the penthouse? That's such a nice floor you've got, sweetie, " she said, Marian's mouth opened, and from what she's known, the penthouse was the last floor.

"Excuse me? The penthouse?" She questioned.

"Oh, I see it's not place? Boyfriend's then?" The old lady said with a laugh.

"Oh, no!"

"Father's, uncle's?" She asked curiously.

"Lover," Marian spat, frustrated with her question.

"So it's not official?" She said, with a smile that showed her teeth. "Oh, he wouldn't want to miss a darling like you,"

"Sorry to interrupt, but what floor is unit 1503?" Marian asked.

"Oh, right, 15th-floor darling," she replied, Marian's heart skipped. She had never been to the 10th or 7th floor before, but 15th? She swallowed.

"That's quite a height," She whispered