I lifted and then lowered my hand. I'm holding it too tightly to get the confidence to knock.
Breath in…
Breathe out…
Breath in…
Breathe out…
Because I needed to breathe properly, my chest rose and fell. I was chasing bunnies within my chest, waiting for the train to come out. My fist trembled when I knocked on the door once I had calmed down. But no one responded. Have they finally departed? But I haven't seen them since I left earlier. Wouldn't it be better if they just left? It just indicates they performed nothing. I was prepared to knock again, but…
The door swung open. I recoiled as Adams's poisonous smell filled my nose, and when I looked at his face, he was clutching the handle with one hand while the other was on a door. When he spotted me, he grimaced. I looked at his necktie, which was now smudged, and his polo, which was now smeared with lipstick.
I wasn't mistaken; they were doing it. Because I didn't turn on the light, I couldn't see his face clearly.
“Why are you here? Is there a problem?” His deep, chilly voice made my body hair stand on edge. Every time he speaks to me, his beautiful and drowsy voice is gone. When a lady held him from behind, I opened my lips, even though I didn't know what to say.
When I saw her wearing Adams' coat, I almost lost it. He had previously done the same to me. He made me wear his coat to be warm, but why does it bother me that he does the same to another woman? If it happened, it's not my fault. I told him I couldn't return his feelings for me. Nonetheless… He stated that he desired me.
I looked down since the woman was still holding Adams' waist. When I couldn't take it any longer, I said something.
“N-nothing.” My voice broke and I turned away. I ran as tears welled up in my eyes. But I expected him to chase me, take my hand and hug me, but nothing like that happened.
There was no Adams following me until I arrived at the apartment. The firefly in my gut is depressed. Why am I afraid? That occurred to me a long time ago, and I no longer have anything to fear. My eyes felt like a faucet as I was laying on the bed because the water never stopped dripping.
*Ding dong*
When the doorbell rang in my flat, I sprang up rapidly from my resting position and almost stumbled due to my haste. I cleaned my brow and fixed my face because I anticipated Adams to chase me.
Is it possible it's him?
But I was sorrowful to realize that it wasn't him and that delivery guy with my requested adult toys and lingerie. Why did it only arrive today if I purchased it last month before Adams caught me in his office? I stumbled as I leaned against the door after I pick it up and closed it. Why should I expect Adams?
He has someone with him now, and I should never expect him to come back here. But it seems that just because he was here one day, my whole room was filled with his smell. I got up and went straight to bed, smelling the blankets and pillows because even that was already covered with perfume and the smell of his body.
*Ding dong*
I was just lying down when it rang again. Did I order anything that was not delivered before? I reluctantly walked over to the door and opened it.
However, my eyes widened as a hand grabbed the door immediately, so it wouldn't close. And I have a strange heartbeat now.
“W-what are you doing here …?” I could hardly hear my voice properly because I was trembling with excitement. My heart is jumping. But he didn’t answer my question and just looked at me wildly.
He suddenly pulled my hand from him and wrapped his arm around my waist. I couldn't react, and my face hit his chest. I looked at him with a questioning face. Many questions go through my brain that I am in the part that does not know what to prioritize.
Where is the woman with him?
Why is he sweating and rushing towards here?
Did he chase me when I came out of the building?
But all those questions of mine were gone because of what he had asked me.
“What about you? What are you doing in the office and right in front of my door even though I told you all to go home?” His voice was full of pleading and hope, but it could not be seen in his eyes because he remained intense and there were still breaths of air in every word he said.
I remained silent. I simply kicked my feet and kissed him tenderly. That kiss will stay with him for a week since it transports him to a paradise full of fragrant flowers. Even if my heart is still filled with worry, I'm uncertain whether it's appropriate to express how I feel about him. But what can I do when I get this thought…
I love him.
I was startled and clung to his neck when he suddenly lifted me and take me into the kitchen. He laid my ass on the side of the sink. Lord was kind because he gave me diligence today and saw the whole sink clean. I set aside the cookware and washed the plates before I went to the office.
He slid my dress's strap to my shoulder. My left foot was dangling down, while he grasped and kissed my right. He's now smack dab in the center of my legs.
When he let go of my right leg, he wrapped it around his waist and kissed the back of my neck. Because of his height, he would only make a few stooping errors, and he would bump his head on the cabinets containing the groceries. When I stopped him, he was ready to remove my underwear.
“Are you sure we can do this again?” I averted my face from him because I could still clearly see the woman’s lipstick mark on his polo collar. I just don't want to mention that to him because it might ruin our mood.
“You may be saying that because you are still okay, but you see; I am a bit impatient now.” His last words before he tore my panties dangerously.