The Inevitable Blaze

"Hello, are you the lady who was supposed to come help me with some work?" She asked politely walking towards me.Tongue tied, I shook my head and nodded at the same time. Oh Chloe what are you doing?"Well, let's go." She took my free hand and directed me towards her posh car. I looked back to the astonished gateman and winked. He seemed to get it and a small smile creeped on his lips nodding, like saying, 'I got you.'Getting on the posh leather seats on the passenger side I felt light headed from all the coziness in the car."Velma, I'm sorry I stood you here. My classes were a little prolonged." She quipped.So the lady who was supposed to be here is called Velma? Good grief! How am I supposed to act now? I questioned myself."It's... Okay." I stuttered fiddling with my hands.Who is she? She had classes? Oh christ lord. Which work is it that am supposed to help her? Do I know how it's done?I kept asking myself as she drove us to their basement where a parking lot was. Even thoug

Caesar's POVI had to blink severally for my eyes to believe what I was seeing in front of me. The moment I entered Cherry's room to see the so called friend she forced me into greeting, everything stopped working, except for my eyes which kept magnifying themselves.At first I was mesmerized by her chocolate hair that fell freely on her back, her glistening smooth skin and long legs with an averagely protruding butt.As if that wasn't enough, she surprised me more with her innocence, Cherry must have lied to me when she told me she was twenty, who in her whole twenty years doesn't know what squirting is? She was too innocent even in her soft voice. There was more when she looked up, how can someone be that beautiful and innocent all at once? She was a definition of beautiful to me. But what stood out, was her clear brown eyes with no emotions reading.Her voice was like a caress to me and for the first time I felt like I could talk forever not minding a fucking second wastage of ti

Caesar's POVThings were never the same again. Everything changed with just a kiss I can call mere. I wasn't thinking straight anymore, Marvelous Chloe's innocence was unraveling me. She was so not for this world.Who in her almost twenty one years knew nothing about the other gender, she didn't even know she was touching my boner which was reacting sweetly to her.But that's not it. I wanted to know her. More and more. So I decided to conduct a private investigation. Since she had told me she was from Rochester, I decided to go there by myself. I asked for the Johnson's. Cherry had once told me that the girl always had nightmares and she'd heard her mention Mrs Johnson and something to do with begging her in those nightmares. That was an enough clue to lead me.Apparently, I found out that Mrs Johnson was the freaking wife of the man who used to be my dad's best friend. The fake best friend who never even attended his funeral. Fate must have been pulling tricks on me, how the littl

It was about time for me to go home and I was really happy because I was going to try cooking something new.On top of that all, it was on a Friday, that meant that my beauty sleep was really waiting for me.On Thursday and Fridays we had practical cooking lessons and so we could cook various types of meals and present them to our instructor. It was no doubt I had became more comfortable with basic cooking techniques. Like making sweet and sour meatballs and I knew how to stirfry plus, I was no longer wondering of what mesclun was, I was even thinking of inviting Cherry's friends over to show off those new culinary skills. Because my friend Nicole from the same class was well aware of my cooking.Part of serving great food was presentation: like the salad nicoise, it was supposed to appeal to your mouth, nose, eyes and thinking senses. Mrs Reyes taught us that you don't have to be a trained chef to learn the basics of plating, which is the art of presenting food in an attractive way.

Caesar's povIt's has been almost two weeks since I left home for a certain business trip in LA.I felt like it was taking a year and in some strange way I was missing Chloe more than I did my sister, Cherry. Who would get tired of looking at those innocent amber eyes that held something close to fire. I noticed before, most of the time she was having this serious kinda angry look but she was also good at hiding it. Sometimes you could see a number of emotions twirling behind her eyes, but that never made her any less attractive. If anything, I wanted to know all her problems and help her, I wish she could trust me.It was remaining one day for us to go back home but I was impatient, I had also attended that trip a day late because I had to be there for my marvelous Chloe's birthday. It was a small sign yeah, but I was very happy when she saw up at my office on birthday, and it made me even more happier when I found out that she had put an effort to cook for me with cherry's help of