All Chapters of Teach me: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

"What are you doing here?" Simon asked as soon as he settled Paulina in."I wanted to confront her... To tell her that she's no good," Paulina stammered, wiping her face with anxious hands."You confronting someone?" Simon sighed and pulled up a chair, sitting across from Perez. "What good would that do?""I don't know... Maybe she'd leave Nathaniel for me..." she muttered, becoming angry as she declared, "She's shameless, fake... What kind of woman gets involved with a committed man? Even you respect other people's relationships."Simon rubbed his temple."Cherry didn't know Nathaniel was engaged," he explained, hoping to calm Paulina down."Oh, please!""He didn't tell her. Let's be honest, you don't go out together much, and you're the only one wearing a ring," he revealed in the face of Paulina's disbelief. "Nathaniel proposed to her today, and she turned him down because she felt betrayed. I would say she was just as much a victim as you were.""He proposed to her... and she turn

I used to be the last one to leave work, but it was the first time I left almost at midnight. I had finished my work for the next day before giving up and turning off the computer. I drove slowly to the building where I lived, tension in every muscle of my body. When I got to the front door of the apartment, I scolded myself for hesitating to return to my own home. I entered and found the living room light on, the TV on, and no sign of Paulina around. I walked up to the TV and turned it off, and that's when I heard a yawn and saw the housekeeper lying on the sofa.She blinked sleepily, stretched her body, and sat up, gradually regaining her lucidity. She was disheveled and her hair was messy, but she didn't appear to have cried herself to sleep like the day before."Good night!" she murmured hoarsely, to which he nodded, observing her straightening her clothes and getting up. "How was your day?" she asked as usual."Good," he replied monosyllabically as always."I'll warm up your food

Did you know your idea wouldn't be well received? You were dealing with Paulina Perez, who averted her gaze at the slightest suggestion of innuendo. Part of you even wished to give up, the same part that was offended at the moment by Paulina's expression of horror."In what way will sleeping together help?" she murmured anxiously, automatically crossing her arms as a clear sign of protection. She was protecting herself from him, who was making the supreme effort to overlook her behavior."You'll get used to male proximity and spare my face," he explained, causing Paulina to blush with shame. Simon would never let her forget her impulse. "And don't worry. I guarantee you'll remain a virgin by dawn," he said sarcastically, adding with a mocking smile, "I don't attack women, it's quite the opposite."Simon's lack of modesty made Paulina roll her eyes. She censored herself for the gesture and mentally thanked him for not being able to see her expression. Irritating him would be disastrous

In the morning, she wasn't surprised to find the space next to her empty. Simon always woke up early for his exercises in the building's gym. It was the fact that she had spent the night with him, even platonically, that messed with her mind. Everything would seem like a bad dream if she weren't in Simon's room, and if the sheets and pillow on his side weren't disheveled and smelled like him.She got up and, still sleepy, made the bed before going to the bathroom in her own room at the end of the hall. And the doubt dominated her again. Had she made the right decision? Pretending to be someone's lover seemed absurd, being Simon's and following his steps was surreal. His "friends" had spectacular bodies, naked they would look like sensual goddesses. She had never imagined herself naked in front of another person, not even Nathaniel. She even avoided staring for too long at her own naked body when showering or changing, but she knew she had breasts, thighs, and prominent features. Compa

Mirela's friend was out of the country, according to her daughter, a woman who was approximately her age, preparing a fashion show in New York. Her daughter was substituting for her in her absence. She was energetic, friendly, and upbeat, indicating with the help of two other women who took her measurements, thousands of looks for everyday wear, for work, informal and formal, while talking about herself and eliciting a few confessions from Paulina."I also have my own store," she said. "You can visit it later."Mirela laughed. "I can't imagine Paulina there, but who knows.""Mirela is our best customer and has spoken highly of you. You're as beautiful as she described, with a divine body and face," she said, squeezing her face between her hands. "I have so many ideas that would suit you, especially if you want to add a bit of daring."She let go of her face to answer her cellphone, which was playing a pop melody. She smiled as she answered and, judging by her tone, spoke to her boyfri