ERIKA She closed her eyes for a moment and when she opened them, she could see his concerned face right in front of her. And it was troubling. To think that everything that she was facing was because of him while he kept on pretending he gave a shit was torture itself. "Why?" "Because-" "Why are you treating me this way? Why are you trying to make things easier on me by manipulating your own rules? Is it some trick? Is it a way to push me deeper even though I'm already on the lowest level possible?" She said, knowing she wouldn't be able to hold her peace like that. "I would've lived with the fact that you hated me from the core and it would've saved me from this madness. Somehow.. your kindness, empathy, whatever this is, is way worse than your hate," she continued, watching his face return back to his original sternness. That gave her satisfaction. "Just go back to how you were before. Get your revenge. Get bored of me and toss me away. I don't want this.. you're confusing me.
ERIKA "How do we do that?" "But first, you okay right? You feeling better?" "Yeah, now tell me." "I'll tell you about it but you have to be more open minded about it," Metin said, almost like he was unsure she would agree to it. "Go on." "No offence but.. you already know what people think about you and how you are perceived. You are hated widely and you're called names everywhere. People think you're enjoying your lavish life out there somewhere in another country without any regrets, they don't know the truth," he said. "But it's all a trap. I never did anything to-" "That's not the point here. It's a good thing you have a tarnished reputation and we can use that for our own benefit." "How? How can it get any worse?" "If we somehow show the world that you're related to Nigel Asher, your reputation would make him go down the same road that you did. If he has a bad face in front of the media, his value and influence will go down immediately and that's when we can gain back th
ERIKA "I..", Erika was supposed to be a different version of herself but the closeness and the way he looked had completely distracted her from the point. "Here.. I'm here to complete my job." "Job? Are you insane? What job?" He really was back to how he was before, his eyes showed nothing but irritation. "You were gone all day, I was asked to clean this room up but you weren't there at all so I couldn't enter. You locked it as well. I just want to clean this room up and leave, that's it," she said, somehow getting her voice back and the willpower to not let her eyes hover. "Get out, right now." "I won't." "GET OUT." "I WON'T! Don't make this hard for me. I don't want this job to pile up on me tomorrow. I want to take it easy, I'm still recovering. I'm sorry I expected you to be understanding!" Erika yelled back, letting out her stubborn side that caught him off guard for a split second. "Just let me finish it and I'll leave. I won't bother you or.. her." Nigel stared back at h
ERIKA "Isn't this what you asked me to do? Tell me what you like, I'll do exactly what you want me to," she said, a docile and but needy look in her eyes. His face changed for a while when he heard those words, like he was reminded of something. But he quickly retrieved it back and went back to the staring at her, a little confused when she started playing along with him. "If I ask you to do this kind of stuff, you'll do it then?" He raised an eyebrow, making Erika look up at him from his chest to his eyes and a subtle smile played on her lips. "I will do anything you want me to," she replied like she was nothing but a robot. He slowly got off the bed and Erika sat up, following all his moves. She knew trying to be believable was nearly impossible for her after so much that had happened between the two of them. It was better if he considered herself indifferent. But trying to seduce him would be too far if not done correctly. After all, all this was supposed to be an act. Simply
ERIKA She could feel a soft tingle in her stomach as she took her bag and stepped out. She had a love hate relationship with the fact that no matter how he behaves or whatever plan she has for him, somehow leads her to reach a tender part of herself. She could not stop thinking about it as she walked behind him through the corridor, ready to leave, without knowing what to expect from these upcoming days. There were no one at the gate as he proceeded to open it himself, waiting by it to let her head to the car first. Erika did it with a hesitant demeanour, realising he was showing how he would've acted towards her if there weren't any signs of hatred between them. He walked behind her and before she could, he held the door to the passenger's side open for her. She looked at him with awe. "I am a gentleman.. until it comes to you," he said with a hidden story behind the look in his eyes. Erika wanted to ask but she suppressed that urge, after all, arguing wouldn't be very normal for
ERIKA The silence that spread after that felt like it would last forever. She felt much more on edge when she was not talking or distracting herself and with Nigel Asher beside her, she felt stiff. Like she would be scolded if she even moved, she couldn't be at ease. She had never been comfortable with him truly, because no matter the pretence, they weren't close. And their intentions for each other were never peaceful or of no harm. They both knew that. She only took deep breaths and tried to think of positive thoughts that were too hard to come by considering what has been happening in her life. She took the drink with shaky hands when the flight attendant handed it to her with a smile. She placed it down and looked down at her hands, not very okay with everything around her. There was nothing she could fall back on to earn a moment of relief from her fears. "Are you okay?" Nigel asked and she somehow looked up, trying to look the part as she nodded to a yes. "What's going on?"
ERIKA "Because..", he started and when his eyes locked with her, she saw the pure look of desire in his eyes that took her aback immediately. "..it will be difficult for me to look at you the same "normal" way if you sleep here next to me. I don't know how that will go." "Don't," she said, immediately looking away as if it was wrong to even hear that from his mouth. "Why?" He asked, visually confused. "When you say things like this, I genuinely don't understand you. None of it. And it makes me feel like a fool when I sit and look back at you trying to figure out if you're being for real or you're testing me to witness the exact moment I fold to go back to teasing and mocking me," she spewed out without a stopper and she didn't really need one. It was time they were honest to say the least. "Do you really care that much?" He asked, raising an eyebrow with forced surprise. "No." "You're lying. None of these would've been your concern if you didn't give a shit. You'd have continu
ERIKA Once the awareness spread within them that the deal was on, the air immediately shifted around them. She felt a little jammed up when she looked at him but she was sure he had already started plotting. Which only meant she should too. Erika took a moment to think about what she could even do to compel him. She thought about Metin's words and realised how perfect this opportunity was. He wanted her to seduce Nigel, to trick him into her lies and waiting for him to get close enough to make a pitfall. And that's when Metin's plan would come into play. But it did come with some regulations. Erika was sure to not touch him or get close to him in a way that would look like she physically used him and then made him fall into her trap, it just felt cruel, even if it was Nigel Asher she was talking about. She promised to herself that it would be harmless flirting. Walking to the cliff but never taking a leap. Even if Nigel was drop dead gorgeous, she believed herself enough to not be s