But then there are moments when she suddenly catches her feeling such an overwhelming attraction that it makes her downright scared.Up until now, Fanny was able to write these moments as 'having a stupid love' but now that he's been with her more, she's found it hard to ignore his hotness. Is it because she can't figure him out combined with his sexy looks makes her feel that way?Watching her for a few more seconds, his eyes following her slender figure from top to bottom, Michel decided to ask her what she was doing in his room again."What are you doing here?" Michel said as he walked in and stood there, inches away from her but still close enough for her to see the heat in his eyes as she turned to face him.He saw her jump in shock but quickly recovered as she spun around, her long black hair swooping around her in wavy curls.And Michel loved it. How easily she was startled, now standing there in a tight black dress that accentuated her body curves while her cheeks were dyed a

Crossing her arms over her chest, Fanny tried to hide her body from him."Move your hand," Michel ordered, his voice gruff.Shaking her head frantically, Fanny took a step back but still made contact with the wall. There's nowhere to hide. She got stuck as he got closer.Michel squeezes her space and wraps his fingers around her wrist, pulling it downwards until she can no longer cover herself.He brought his hand up just in front of her chest and let his fingertips make contact with her skin, causing her to jump and stare at him with wide eyes.Keeping an eye on her, he slowly pulled his fingers down her chest, stopping between her chest heaving and gasping for breath, each time brushing against his shirt, increasing the tingling sensation in her chest. her lower body.Fanny's body tightened, aware of Michel's touch as he raised his free hand and let it move down her neck.Fanny was sure he could feel her pulse throbbing with fear and, she hated to admit it, but also in anticipation.

He saw how innocent Fanny's eyes were but for some reason, he deceived himself that it was only as deep as skin.He wanted to believe he could have her just like anyone else he'd slept with.And now there are so many layers to her innocence that it hurts to be around her.Michel actually denied it until he saw the look on her face when he made her come.It's like she doesn't know what's going on with her body.That's because she's so goofy and naive.Michel stood so far away from her with anything like that, he couldn't even bear to stay longer than a second in this situation."Damned." He cursed as he stomped toward the door, opening it to then leave, slamming it behind him.As soon as he left, it was as if all the energy had suddenly left Fanny as her legs let go and she slid down the wall, resting her forehead on her knees, tears beginning to flow silently.She feels humiliated. Yes, totally insulted.---Fanny tried not to see Michel the next day.She thanked god he was absent at

"Who else knows? Is it still just Ten and Lucas?"Her father nodded, adjusting his seat."Good, the less you know, the better." She reached for the door, wanting to open it."By the way. Who's the new girl at the table?" Mr. Aiden stops her from leaving.Gwen rolled her eyes."Her name is Fanny. She's the new nurse I told you about.""Small, fragile girl...""It's boring too." She agreed, rolling her eyes again."Anyway, keep me updated."Gwen reassured him and leaned in to kiss his cheek, quickly sliding out of the car.She was walking briskly, past the security guard, and into the house, but stopped short when she was suddenly confronted by Charles, who just stood there speechless, looking at her."Is everything okay? I don't see you there."He looked at her silently before speaking."I just came out. Give me a cigarette."Gwen frowned."You don't smoke."Charles did not answer for a long time.Instead, he just continued to nail her in place with his piercing gaze."I guess we don't

All Fanny could see was that Michel was once again upset with something.Little does she know that all he really wants is to find the nearest wall and bang his head on it over and over because it's so pathetic.What's wrong with him?Just five minutes ago, he wanted to leave for a night of pointless sex.And now?Now, he turned that prospect down simply because she was here to help him massage his shoulder.How is that a good alternative to what he had planned?However, somehow he found it difficult to get up and leave as she was standing there in his room, looking at him expectantly.Yes, he is pathetic.Throwing the phone on the bed, Michel turned to look at her as she rose from the couch, still waiting for him to answer."I'm going to clean myself up a bit." He said in a gruff voice, running a hand through his messy hair.He still has the lipstick stain Kaylin left on his neck and he wants to wash it off along with the stench of alcohol and cigarettes before letting her step closer