Adaline
I stood there frozen , just looking at the Greek God in front of me. He was standing there in all his glory while I was standing here in all my … nakedness…
Fuck my life.
I couldn’t move, speak or even think rationally!
The Greek God smirked , showing his perfectly white teeth. He can’t be more perfect…
“Oh la la, girl. You wanna try me?” He raised an eyebrow , checking me out from head to toe, his deep voice making my ears sigh pleasure and my heart to do some front and back flips. I snapped from my trance and took the fallen towel off of the floor and cover myself with it, blushing the color of a tomato.
The guy tsked and closed the door to my bedroom, making me feel trapped.
He turned to me , a mischievous and amused look in his eyes. He began to make tiny steps to me , making myself do some bigger steps away from him. In no time , I hit the wall , making his smirk grow bigger. I gulped.
That’s what he wanted…
He’s the predator and I’m the prey.
He trapped me against the wall, between his hands. I swallowed nervously , not daring to look into his eyes. I felt a finger under my chin making me look up in the eyes of my predator.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk. Why do you cover yourself? I already saw you naked, so why bother covering?” He asked , making fun of me. He played with the end of the towel, making myself feel more exposed than I already was. “I must say, you have a beautiful body,” He put his head in the crook of my neck, inhaling. “And you smell so damn good. Cherries.” He whispered and lightly bitted my neck. I hold myself from moaning.
The fuck?! I am comporting like some easy girl…
I hold the towel at my chest with one hand and with the other I pushed the guy off of me. He made a few steps back and smirked at my shocked and scared state.
He made a salute. “See you downstairs, Cherry,” And with that he left, letting my feet glued to the ground.
The hell was what?
* * *
After I got changed, I went downstairs, with my hands beside my body, sweating like crazy. Why, would you ask?
Because that guy would be downstairs and he saw me naked for fuck’s sake.
Why didn’t I think to go in just my undergarments down there, seeing that he already saw me naked? Oh , why don’t I go there straight naked?
As I arrived downstairs, a woman and a men , in their late thirties, sat on the couch and my mother and father on the other couch. In the living room , a little far away from the couches stood Jemima , practically clinging on that guy. She was wearing some killer high heels , a skirt which looked like a belt and a too short tank top, and don’t forget about the overused make-up . He didn’t seem interested in her. I mentally scoffed. He must be used to this , seeing as he had the body and face of a God.
He caught my eyes and smirked. He closed one eye and then reopened it. What was that called… a wink? Yeah, it looked more as he had something in his eye.
I rolled my eyes at him and looked at my parents. My mother noticed me looking at her and cleared her throat.
“Diana , Roderic. This is our other daughter, Adaline,” She got up , making Diana and Roderic stand up too. I quickly wiped my hands on my leggings. They came to me and Roderic shook his hands with me. Damn it, my hands are still sweaty…
He smiled at me. “Nice to meet you , Adaline. Please call me Roderic,” I nodded at him and smiled back. Next was Diana who hugged me , taking me by surprise. I smiled and hugged her back. She was tall and , what surprised me was that her heels weren’t so high.
“You may call me Diana , dear. This is our son, Ayato,” She pointed with her look to that guy. Oh , so that’s the name of the Greek God…
I mentally face-palmed. How could I be so dumb and not realize that he was the bad boy and the one Jemima was speaking of.
Ayato came to me and I extended my hand to shake hands with him , but he ignored my hand and instead hugged me. “You look better naked , Cherry ,” Then he let go of the hug, and left me blushing.
Cherry? Why did he call me Cherry?
Ooh! I know why! I washed my hair with a cherry scented shampoo.
I mentally gave me an award.
“Let’s go to the dinner room, shall we?” My mother asked and went with everyone in the kitchen. My dad , Dylan, waited for me and when I went to him , he put his hand on my back, leading me to the dinner room.
“He got his eyes all over you…” My dad muttered in my ear. I gasped and lightly slapped his arm.
“Dad! How can you say that?!” He saw me naked, I almost blurted out.
He shrugged and we went to the dinner room. My dad sat down on a chair and I sat down on the last available chair. The chair across from Ayato. I was fuming, but I flicked the switch to my fake smile on.
“I’m going to get the food,” My mom said , getting up from her seat. Diana got up too.
“I’m going to help!” She exclaimed and went with my mother to get the food.
I began to listen at what my father and Roderic were talking. They were talking something about business. It got boring after a few minutes, so I began to daydream until I heard the hushed voices of Ayato and Jemima.
“So , what are you doing here?” She asked him , looking at him with puppy eyes. I mentally shook my head at my sister. She’s too easy.
“We just moved in the house next to you and your parents are some clients of my parents,” He responded , bored out of his mind. I was watching the wall behind them , trying to not be caught eavesdropping. Seriously , I think their conversation would be more interesting than the business stuff my father and Roderic talked. I looked around, suddenly remembering something. Where is the food?
“Oh yeah?” My sister traced with her finger his chest. I think that made him a little excited. “Do you want to come over later tonight?” She whispered seductively in his ear. He smiled and nodded his head. That made my stomach churn in disgust. Yickes. Not on my watch. I don’t want any disturbing sounds this night or any nights at all.
“I want to , but I need to come from your sister room so I can get in your house. My room’s window is just across from her.” He whispered. I widened my eyes. Damn , no.
“I will make her give me that room. Don’t you worry,” And with that said , they finished their conversation. I will gladly give you that room , sis.
•°•°•°•°•
The Anders’s family left from about an hour, and my mother and Jemima were arguing over who gets my room. Me or her. My mom keep denying her pleas , which is a shock , because she is my mom’s favorite.
Me and dad sat on the couch , watching the dispute between the two of them closely. We only needed some popcorn and some drinks, and we would be very happy.
“C’mon mom! Why don’t you want to give me Adaline’s room?!” She threw her hands up, in the air, frustrated. My mom crossed her arms over her chest.
“No! That boy lives just across from that room! I know what you’ll do with him if I give you that room! I know that Adaline will not do anything with him!” She pointed her finger at me. I stood there dumbfounded , all the attention on me. Do I need to feel embarrassed of what my mother said?
Jemima was glaring both at me and at my mother, my mother had her finger pointing at me and my dad was looking at me with amusement in eyes. I slid down on the couch, trying to get rid of the attention. Luckily it worked.
“Mom!” Jemima whined. “Please!”
“No! And that’s final!” My mom went upstairs, Jemima trailing after her , whining.
Dad looked at me with a look that I was able to read. I scrunched my nose up in disgust.
“Dad! No! I won’t do anything with him,” I shook my head rapidly. He tilted his head to the side.
“You sure?” Come on, now he’s just making fun of me.
“Dad!” I exclaimed. My dad laughed and came to me.
“I believe you. Now go up to your room. That boy must be waiting for you,” My dad winked and hurried upstairs. I widened my eyes in disbelief.
This can’t be happening to me!