When I could not find my pillow, which I used to hug while sleeping, my brow furrowed. I cannot sleep without hugging a pillow, so I always sleep with one next to me.
When I finally got my favorite pillow, I smiled. I cuddled with it as I brought it closer to my body. I cannot seem to get a whiff of it. When I realized the smell was not what I remembered it being, my brow furrowed. Nonetheless, I think I prefer the fragrance of it today. I grinned as I hugged the cushion and closed my eyes.
This feels so good. I feel like I have lost my tiredness over the past few weeks.
For the first time, after my birthday party, I finally slept soundly as well. In the past few days since my surprise engagement party and Alessandre”s, I cannot really sleep well.
The pained expression of Cassie as she looked at us and the grim emotionless face of Alessandre as he stared back at his supposed to be girlfriend, I was always on the weak hunt even in my dream. I cannot get it out of my mind that they should be the ones to engage now not me and Alessandre.
I am ashamed of myself. They would be content right now if I did not have to marry Alessandre.
I rubbed my nose on the pillow once again. I guffawed as I inhaled the enticing fresh scent of my pillow. It smells nothing like Mrs. Emma”s washing detergent. Has she switched to a different detergent? This one, on the other hand, I prefer.
My pillow and bed, thankfully, are now perfumed. Alessandre, in particular, is currently sleeping here. If he does not enjoy the fragrance of my bed, I can only image what he will say next. I recalled myself to express my gratitude to Mrs. Emma for washing my pillow and bed sheet.
Is this the place where Alessandre slept? Is that to say I am now lying next to him? Is it as if we are sleeping together?
I climb to my feet and turn around. What the hell is going on?! And yet, despite the fact that the pervert Alessandre slept in the bed next to me, I was able to get a good night”s sleep.
I closed my eyes, mesmerized by the sunlight streaming in through my room”s open window. Because the sunlight had just reached my newly awakened eye, I closed my eyes because my eyesight seemed to darken.
I closed my eyes slightly for a few minutes, adapting my vision to the brightness. I rubbed my eyes as well. I quickly switched my gaze to the other side of my bed after adjusting my eyes to the brightness.
When I could not see Alessandre lying there, I felt relieved. Perhaps he awoke early. That is excellent. I am terrified Aunt Lila may walk into my room unexpectedly and see us sleeping together.
Aunt Lila is accustomed to knocking on my door or entering my room to wake me up, particularly on weekdays when I have a lesson. It is often difficult for me to wake up when I am exhausted. As a result, Auntie frequently needs to wake me up so that I can get to University on time.
I stretched my body while sitting in the middle of my bed, half of my body still covered by the blanket, and I desperately wanted to sleep. I felt like my bed was luring me back to sleep, but I fought the drowsiness and laziness that was slowly swallowing me, making me feel better.
I turned to face the other side of the bed where Alessandre, slept last night. He used the same pillow that I am hugging right now.
That is why it has a distinct odor. Maybe Alessandre”s scent stuck to my pillow and became his scent.
I shivered. What can he say if he finds me sniffing and cuddling the pillow that smells exactly like him?
Then I am sure I will be taunted again. I touched my entire body and wondered if I was sensing something else, but nothing in my body altered. I am worried that man has done something to me once more.
That scumbag. He kissed me multiple times without my permission, and he just saw me naked last night. I shook my head to clear my mind of the building spectacle.
I had just gotten out of bed and decided to make my bed before heading to the University.
When the bathroom door unexpectedly opened and Alessandre, who was drying his hair with a towel, exited, I was in the middle of mending a soiled bedsheet.
I gaped as I watched him with my hand hanging in the air. Bytes of water were dripping from his body, but he paid no attention to them. Rather, he dried his hair first, then his body.
Seriously, did he believe he was the star of a movie or a commercial? He has the potential to be a great actor. Everyone, including ladies and especially gays, will be squirming at his enticing stance.
His adoring followers may even abduct him since he is so attractive. What is more, what if he looked at you with deep blue eyes? If I express his positive traits in physical terms, I might fall behind in the afternoon and be unable to attend school.
It is when he opens his mouth that irritates me the most. His attitude was just as bad, way so different from his physical look.
My attention shifted from his face to his neck. There was dripping water there, which glistened in my eyes as the sunlight hit it. When I watched his adams apple move, I was taken aback.
That is… That is just so enticing.
After seeing his adam”s apple move sensually, I became thirsty and out of breath all of a sudden. I also noticed that the entire space began to heat up, and all I wanted to do was approach him and wipe the dripping water from his neck.
I felt envious of the water cascading down his neck, for example. I am envious of the water that splashes across his skin.
I avert my sight from his tempting neck for fear of doing something stupid and embarrassing myself again; it is far too early to humiliate myself.
Instead of looking at his neck, I looked down at his shoulder and stomach.
Wow, just WOW! That is all I have to say now that I have seen his body. He has a broad shoulder, and when I say broad, I mean a shoulder that is extremely broad and muscled. The veins on his hands are evident, indicating that he goes to the gym frequently, adding to the sexiness.
Let us not even get started on his stomach. Alessandre is abs-obsessed! A large number of them! After that, I counted and took a deep breath. He has a total of six of them!
It appears to be the hard bread on his stomach. What a shock! I have only seen those things in Hollywood films that Lyka and I watch in our spare time.
With my palm, I fanned myself. Why does it suddenly feel warm in here? The window is open, as is the air conditioner in my room, but it is not enough to cool my body down.
My entire face appears to be flushed. Annalise Fay, what the hell is going on? You are starting to resemble Alessandre! You are becoming pervert as well!
Although it is still early in the morning, you have already done numerous sins! Later, I will have to wash and scrub my eyes. My eyes are so filthy that I believe they should be cleansed with holy water.
“Do you like what you are seeing?” Alessandre abruptly spoke, and I almost leapt.
When I realized Alessandre had been observing me for a while, I stopped fanning myself. He most certainly caught a glimpse of me fantasizing, i. e. staring at his physique. What the hell!
All of my blood began to surge in my body, and it all flowed to my face. I am probably the color of a tomato right now.
“W-what?” I stammered as I tried to question him.
I diverted my gaze from him with malice. He burst out laughing. That kind of laugh where you are not sure if he is just joyful or if he saw something hilarious or if he is sneering because he witnessed something stupid.
I am guessing it is not the first, nor the second, but the third. To keep my cheeks from becoming too crimson, I bit my bottom lip.
“Your fur would grow if you only saw the way you gazed at my body just a minute ago; you look like a hungry tiger who has spotted great food; your saliva practically dripped as you glanced at me,” he remarked, laughing so hard. He is even laughing while grabbing his gut. I pouted ostensibly to hide my redness, particularly on my cheeks.
I almost whispered to him, “Stop it.” I am ashamed of myself.
Instead of stopping, he continued to laugh, as if he was pleased with the discomfort I had created.
“Oh, you want to see me naked too? Just like I saw you naked last night?” he asked, an annoying grin on his face. “Tell me, I am willing to let you because you are already my fiancee.”
He snatched the towel from around his waist and attempted to remove it with care. What he did made my eyes widen. I dashed to the restroom as he was about to untie the towel.
I quickly locked the door and leaned against it. I paused for a few moments before regaining my composure.
I took a shower and was saddened to realize that I had not brought any clothes with me to change here inside the bathroom. I slapped my temples.
I slid open the door cautiously and peered outside to see if Alessandre was still there. When I realized that he had already left, I let out a sigh of relief.
I hurriedly entered my walk-in closet. I did not want to believe that my door had closed properly, should Alessandre break in and find me naked once more. I suited up and donned my University uniform.
Unlike other colleges, the university where I am a student is very stringent about wearing the right uniform. That suits me better because I will not have to worry about what to wear to school.
I exited my walk-in closet after making sure I was okay. I just left my long hair wet and did not bother blow drying it because I knew it would dry before I got stuck at home. Another reason is that I am a slacker when it comes to blowing.
I snatched up my bag and double-checked that it contained everything I needed, including a paper notebook, ballpen, hygiene kit, wallet, and even my cell phone.
I exited my room once I was certain that I had everything I needed.
When I met Mrs. Emma, I was walking down the stairs. Aunt Lila would have asked her to wake me up if she thought I was still sleeping.
As we strolled together toward the dining area, I welcomed my favorite maid and fastened my arm to her. Mrs. Emma led me to my seat when we arrived at the eating hall.
Uncle Sandro and Aunt Lila were greeted by me. Uncle is reading a magazine while sipping his black coffee. I kissed him on the cheek, as did Aunt Lila, who was scratching her son, who appeared to be offended by her mother”s intransigence.
With a shake of my head, I expressed my dissatisfaction with the situation. When he looked up from his cell phone, our eyesight was right. I quickly averted my gaze. I even caught a glimpse of his mocking grin. I swallowed my saliva and if nothing had occurred.
“Anyway, son, I went to your room yesterday but did not see you,” Aunt Lila remarked abruptly, and I froze.
My entire body stiffens, and I become pale. Slowly, I shifted my focus to Aunt Lila, who was staring at her son with interest. I shifted my attention to Alessandre. He still had that unpleasant grin on his face.
As I waited for him to respond, I held my breath. He looked at me first before responding to Aunt Lila”s query.
I took a big breath and exhaled slowly. He did, however, respond politely to Aunt Lila. I was still worried he would say he slept in my room and that we were probably in my room together when Auntie went to his.
Aunt Lila smiled and nodded. He did not even try to de-escalate my enraged state. We were on the verge of being apprehended there, ah. Because Alessandre and I lied to Aunt Lila, I feel like we are doing something wrong.
I concentrated on the food and avoided looking at Alessandre at all costs. I am frightened he will say something stupid once more.
I approached Uncle Sandro as soon as we completed breakfast.
“Uncle, can I go to school with you?” I plead, my palm firmly gripping his arm. Uncle chuckled and patted the top of my head. I could not help but smile at what he did.
“Of course, princess,” he smiled, “come with me so I can talk while I am driving.” I joyfully applauded.
I intended to accompany Uncle since I knew Auntie would instruct Alessandre to drive me to the University once more. That is something I do not want to happen because he will undoubtedly tease me again.
As I passed through the living room, I noticed Alessandre seated on the sofa like a monarch, staring at me.
Before getting out of the car, I told Uncle Sandro, “Thank you for sending me to school; please be cautious driving.” Before he went, I even gave him a wave.
When I could no longer see his car, I turned to enter the University. I immediately went to my building. Within the University, I still see very few students.
I believe I arrived at school early. I simply shrugged. It is preferable to seeing Alessandre”s face. At the very least, no one teases me as he does.
I would rather listen to Lyka and Aiden”s never-ending squabble than the profanities that spew out of that man”s mouth.
As I arrived to my room, a man welcomed me with, “Good morning, Anna.” I know he is in my class, but I cannot recall his name. Except for Lyka and Aiden, I rarely speak to my classmates because I am an introverted person who does not speak much.
“Good morning to you as well,” I said with a smile. I am not a snob, either, despite the fact that I do not engage with them frequently.
Because of what I said, his nose got red. He appeared to be astounded as well. I informed him that I would first go to our room. As he softly nodded at me, his mouth opened slightly.
I stared at him with a shrug. When they chat to me, they always react in this manner. They act like that when they talk to me because I am not sure if my face is terrifying. Because of that, I”m also embarrassed to speak.
When I returned to our room, I discovered that most of my classmates had not arrived yet. I simply sat near the window in my chair. I will just wait for Lyka to arrive. That woman will undoubtedly appear soon.
I removed my airpods and inserted them into my ear. I will just listen to music. The mood was equally odd, as there was no sound within the room.
I leaned over the table with my bag on the table. As I awaited Lyka”s arrival, I closed my eyes. My other student was approaching slowly, but I remained hunkered in my bag.
I simply stood up from where I had been leaning on the table when I sensed someone was nearby. When I noticed Lyka organizing her bag on the table, I smiled and turned to the person next to me. She shifted her gaze to me.
“Oh, hello Anna! Sorry if I woke you up,” she said after fixing my somewhat messed-up hair from leaning at the table earlier. I smiled and shook my head at her.
“I guess you came in early today?” she asks, her eyes twinkling with delight. “Did Alessandre take you here?” she asks. I merely shake my head at her.
Lyka is now aware of my relationship with Alessandre. I do not keep anything hidden from her, and she tells me everything that bothers her.
She did not believe me at first when I told her that what Uncle mentioned about my step brother and me getting married was true. When Uncle stated it, she assumed he was joking. She stated that she will crush Alessandre once more.
She stated that she did not believe I would marry her long-time crush. I could not stop laughing at what she said. She eventually came to terms with the fact that the engagement she had witnessed was genuine.
She assured me that she had always been there for me. She will support me as long as I am happy and that is excellent for me. I am grateful to have such a wonderful buddy like her. From the time we were in high school till today, she has never modified her treatment of me.
Despite the fact that we are the same age, she considers me to be her younger sister. She is always concerned about me and never leaves my side. She defended me from the bullies that used to bully me when we were in high school. She always understands me as well. She knows me too well, the way I think, the way I will respond to things, she knows exactly what kind of person I am.