A NEW TEMPTATION

~Lilian~

I froze, because I didn't expect to see him there at that time of the morning.

What am I even saying?

I had barely spent five days here.

My head worked for an excuse, my hands moved to shield the little skin it could.

"Oh! Lilian! My God!" Mr. Nik stuttered, looking at me from head to toe, then turning around quickly after that.

I let out a deep sigh, the distinct smell of body fluid hitting my nose as I breathed in.

He was standing in front of me, now facing the stairs that led to the room I shared with Sonia.

He would still see me if I proceed to go up the stairs, and of course, going back to where I came from wasn't a very good option.

"I'm sorry, sir! I-I-," I struggled, my voice shaky with guilt, to find a convincing excuse.

"It's okay, darling. Sonia sleep walks all the time," he chuckled, and I breathed out in relief.

"I'll leave you with my jacket. Here..."

What!

Was he going to turn around? 

My feet trembled, and I gripped my hands tighter around my chest.

"Take it!" he beckoned, slipping out of his soft fur night robe, and stretching his hand behind to hand it over.

Swallowing hard, I took it from him.

"You can turn around now," I said slowly, my voice low and embarrassed after I had worn the robe which was times too my size and too long too, it concealed my toes.

"Okay, Lilian," he replied, stalling for another five seconds before finally turning to face me.

"How was your night?" he asked, his eyes flickering anew like he was just seeing me.

I couldn't reply immediately.

I had agreed that the reason I was roaming the house n***d was because I sleep walk.

So, wouldn't it be unreasonable to say I had a fine night?

I don't know.

That was what I thought, and then concluded that it could be a trap.

I imagined him calling me a liar during dinner in the presence of Sonia, and saying a lot of things about how I was strange, and how Sonia shouldn't be in the company of people like me.

I kept quiet.

"It's alright. It's nothing to be ashamed of, darling. It happens," he continued, smiling warmly.

Something about how he spoke struck me as fake. Like he was trying so hard to sound convincing.

Like he was going to use all of these against me later.

"I'd like to go back to the room now," I said, pulling my best act at sounding pitiful.

"Okay! Of course." 

Even though his face was still locked in that horrible smile that made my skin crawl, his voice sounded low, and disappointed.

I ignored it.

"Thank you for understanding me earlier," I muttered, starting to walk away.

I was a few steps ahead of where he stood when he spoke again.

"Wait!" 

He sounded deep, urgent.

I halted, my heart beating very fast.

Forcing a smile on my face, I turned, my eyes widening in a silent "why?"

"Your head is swollen. I will give you first aid," was all he said before pulling me by my wrist and proceeding to walk upstairs.

As I followed him quietly, I went ahead to feel my forehead with my free hand, and to my surprise, there was a bump right there, a little above my right eye.

It stung me hard as soon as I touched it, and I flinched, hissing from the pain.

"Why would you do this to yourself?" he asked, turning back briefly to look at me.

I had no idea how that injury came about.

So, I just continued to follow him quietly, my head in utter chaos.

Mr. Nikolai was leading me back up the staircase that led to hot daddy's room.

Before I examined my head, I had thought he had discovered my dirty secret, and was going to create a scene.

But now, I know better, but I still wondered where he was taking me.

Maybe his room.

I guessed right.

Walking past hot daddy's room, my heart skipped a beat, my steps stalled. 

The door. Something happened with the door earlier. I tried to remember.

"Come in," Mr. Nikolai beckoned, breaking into my thoughts, opening a door in front of us.

The bedroom was big. 

The room decor was totally different from hot daddy's. 

It bore darker vibes, and it seemed like it had more things as opposed to the other room which had only a wardrobe, and an almost empty table top.

"Is this your room?" I asked, curious as to why they'd even be leaving in different rooms as partners.

"Yes, what?" 

He had answered, guiding me to sit on the bed at the same time.

"Why do you have different rooms?"

"Huh?"

"I mean, Mr. Jhuy...," his name sent trills down my spine, and I gasped, still not completely over my last dream, and how he had reacted when I went to his room.

"Oh! Are you uncomfortable?" Mr. Nikolai had asked instead.

"No, I'm not. I was just wondering..."

"Is it bad?" He cut me off smoothly.

"What?" I turned to look at him.

"Your sleep walking habits. I heard people hurt themselves in the process, some even end up Mike's away from their houses?"

"I guess," I shrugged, for lack of what to say.

"It's fine. You don't have to be embarrassed. I'll tell no one if you don't want me to. Maybe, until we find a solution," he continued as he applied a minty ointment to the affected area on my forehead.

"Thank you, sir...," I replied, trailing off immediately with the pain that bit against my forehead reminding me of what really happened.

I had jammed my head against hot daddy's door in an effort to hide well when he almost caught me peeping through his room.

But I had woken up on my bed afterwards, feeling no pain at all.

How did I get to my room after the accident?

I can't remember walking back on my own.

"All done," Mr. Nikolai said again, his voice becoming a pain in the ass because it keeps butting into my thoughts.

"Thank you," I replied hastily, standing up to leave, but he held my wrist and guided me back to sit on the bed.

Without warning, he started to move his face towards mine, and my body jerked awake with desire.

"What do I think I was doing?" pushing back hard on my will power, but I was still h***y from seeing hot daddy in my dream.

I lost every sense of reasoning as I began to move my face towards his.

Just then, a knock landed heavily on his door.

At the same time, we paused, our gazes heavy as we turned towards the door at the same time.