Caitlin swerved her head and witnessed Narcester standing right behind her. The woman's eyes glistened.
"Narcester for so long I have—" her words were cut off when Narcester decided to pass by and wrapped his arm around Avyanna's waist.
"Who do we have here?" he glanced at her.
She gulped and spoke with formality, "Caitlin Terra."
Narcester chuckled. "Oh, you were that actress who turned down the contract signing with Klein Entertainment. You created such a big deal that the company almost plummeted. Though I wonder why you choose to sign a contract with a company lower than Klein Entertainment's status?"
She sighed briefly, "That entertainment company can't give me my benefits." she said straight.
She looked at Avyanna with nervousness, "Is she...?"
"My wife?" Narcester continued her words and looked at her with the bright glimmers of his eyes. "Yes, she is."
She coughed feigning it, "I see, no wonder she seemed petite and appropriate."
Avyanna's eyes couldn't believe it as she chuckled. Narcester's gaze turned back at her. "Really? I thought you said that I look nothing more than just a maid of this household or did I mishear it? Should I get my ears checked?"
Avyanna looked up at Narcester and smiled innocently, "What do you think..." she averted her eyes to Caitlin and said, "...dear?"
Narcester's eyes tingled, he felt the heat coming from his stomach hearing from what he was called. He looked at Caitlin and tried to keep his composure. "Did you do that?"
Caitlin's eyes began to display panic. "I-I'm sure...I didn't."
"Aww...I must be a liar." Avyanna blinked twice at her.
Narcester could read the situation, even upon arriving the intensity in the air around them was heavy. Perhaps he should believe his wife rather than a woman who plays no role in his life.
"Ms. Caitlin, I believe my wife, before I lose my respect, please leave my gates immediately," he spoke austerely.
She could only be in a daze as she watched how he just told her to leave right that instant. "Oh, wait. Also, you said that my father's company couldn't give you your benefits. I believe that Klein Entertainment's benefits don't suit you." Avyanna said and walked out.
His admiration for her rises after seeing Avyanna's fierce side. He immediately ran after her and hugged her from behind when she had reached the doorstep.
"What did you call me earlier?" he whispered.
"What...do you mean?" she said, trying to act as if she didn't know what she did.
"Say it, Avie...Say it."
Avyanna's face heated up as it reddened. She was frozen at the moment and thoughts came swiveling inside her mind.
What will he think if I say that again? Will I nail it this time? What is this reaction? What's happening? She became quite frantic but Narcester just wanted to hear her say it once again.
'Ugh. Just one time...' she thought.
"D-Dear..." she stuttered.
Narcester jolted and that instant dragged her upstairs. He pushed her down his bed and stared at her startled face. "Cute..." he muttered.
Right up above her as she was laid down on his bed, he kissed her nose again and again and again. She felt tickles swerving around her nose with every peck as she giggled softly.
He stared at her once again and smiled. "May I?" he asked softly.
Avyanna looked at him flustered. She moved her gaze away from him and turned her head around. She covered her lips with the back of her palms and nodded gently.
The light on his eyes lit vigorously. He reached for her hand that covered her lips and held it down on the bed.
He moved to her and gave a light peck on her lips. One, two, and three.
Avyanna couldn't help but blush at such times. She closed her eyes forcefully but later that once peck turned to be a passionate kiss she tried to fight. Narcester was enjoying how his body tingled with the heat rising from his body, excitedly, he repetitively kissed her lips over and over again.
Though now she can't resist anymore, she returned his kisses with the same passion he gives. Their lips intertwined with each other and formed that intense moment Narcester knew was worth remembering.
Little by little, that one simple kiss turns into something more enthusiastic and romantic. Narcester gently caressed her hair and entered his tongue inside her mouth as they both intertwined with each other's brims.
It was very intense that they dared not stop just yet. His hands wandered to her waist and motioned to caress them. He moved his lips away from hers finally, both faces were reddened and their body produced an intensive amount of heat.
They stared at each other with those eyes that have been craving. Slowly realizing how badly this would go, Narcester kissed her forehead and stood up from the bed.
Avyanna blinked twice and rushed to rise from lying. She looked at him, covering his flushed face and clearing his throat. "Did I go too far, Avie?"
Avyanna looked at her and nodded instantly, "No, I'm sorry..."
He looked at her and smiled.
Approaching her, he squatted in front of her, looking up at her, "You are very amazing when you are fierce but I would always love the gentle and sweet Avie I see right now."
She smiled gently at him, never knowing what was inside her head of hers, she ran his fingers from his forehead to his nose bridge and his chin.
Narcester inhaled the wind, feeling her soft touch. Her slender fingers wandered down to his throat as he gulped. Repetitively he did.
His eyes slowly opened and looked at her. He stood up and looked down at her as she looked up. His eyes were austere, his fingers ran through her hair. "I am a thirsty being, Avyanna. You shouldn't have done that so that you wouldn't pull my trigger."
Avyanna's eyes lit up, her eyes glistened and she could see the clear view of his face from up above. "You'll just someday see yourself being mauled over by yours truly." he snickered.
Though temptation runs wild, she hides her face and shoves him away. She stormed out of the room with her red, flushed face and entered her room with a slam. She was panting, frantic, in panic.
There was something that was filling up her stomach, her body runs in the heat and she can't control it.
She can't seem to fathom the depths she will fall into once it continues to ascend, it is bound to exceed the contractual agreement. Signing the contract would only mean that they belong to each other for three years. It was never mentioned how it is restricted to fall in love. But she can't help but think, is it worth it? Will it be worth it?
She hovered across the road m, and paced back and forth. A strange feeling arises every time he's around and she can't help it, that is what she's trying to figure out.
The devilish temptation of being drawn to him, simply being bound by his charms baffled her way of thought.
She thought that it would eventually vanish, her assumption about the matter was his kindness, she reasoned that to herself. With the thought of not having to receive the same kindness from her as that he gives her, she clung to him so that she would feel the warmth of his kindness longer. Her thoughts formulated that it was all just that kindness.
If he turns to be full of her and annoyed with her, he will eventually lose that kindness for her and would deny giving that same warmth. She anticipated him being tired of taking care of some unbearable woman such as herself.
She gradually felt relaxation after pausing from excessive thinking. She washed and laid down on the bed. She dozed off as the world rotated on its axis and brought forth a new beautiful view of the sun upon the horizon.
She woke up in an empty house. It was all quiet, Narcester had already left and the maid's absence was present. She roamed around the garden and saw Mrs. Stawarski watering the Hibiscus flower she saw that day in the same garden.
She smiled, Mrs. Stawarski slowly looked at her and smiled. "Good morning, Mrs. Stawarski. Nafeli's not with you today?"
Mrs. Stawarski just shook her head and stood up. Avyanna looked around with wonder, "Where are the maids?"
Mrs. Stawarski was silent for a while then spoke. "Narcy brought them somewhat," she said.
"Leaving you alone?"
"I'm fine. I'm told to accompany you for a while." she calmly spoke.
She was tapping her fingers, her phone in her hand and she can't just stop moving her leg repetitively. Mrs. Stawarski looked at her, "What date is it today?"
Avyanna looked through her phone and froze, "It's..." she stared at it closely.
Mrs. Stawarski was waiting for an answer. Snapping out of a daze, she spoke. "It's April the 13th."
Mrs. Stawarski nodded. Avyanna froze seeing it, how could she have forgotten? It's this day. It's when she blossomed and when she found her first misery. "Are you okay, Avie?"
She looked at the old woman and nodded, hesitantly, "I need to go inside, I have to eat. Excuse me, Mrs. Stawarski." she said.
The old woman smiled as she walked away.
As she went inside, tears just couldn't help but trickle from her eyelids. She wiped the tears from her eyes and calmed herself. "You're okay."
Her whisper was breathed out of her mouth to the air and only she could have heard it. It's a secret she shared with the wind only.
She was just sitting by the porch step, still,l with her pajamas on, she looked to the gates, waiting for the arrival of who knows who.
Mrs. Stawarski noticed her absence of mind, she wouldn't want to bother so she continued to do her role as a gardener.
Her phone vibrated and rang beside her, picking it up, she heard a voice of a friend she hadn't seen for the past five years.
[Happy Birthday, sissy!]
She giggled, "Thanks, Xshena."
[Anyways, I'll be returning to Greece now. I've finished my studies just recently. Let's meet each other when I get home!] she cheerfully said.
"Oh, I'm not sure...if my husband will let me..." she stammered shyly.
[Husband?!] she exclaimed.
She could exactly envision how Xshena's jaw was dropping and a smile traced on her lips.
[Wait...You're married?! How can you not tell me about that? You could have texted so that I could attend. Haven't you just graduated recently?]
"Calm down Xshena. My father signed me up for it," she said in a low voice.
[Old geezer Lanxter did? That moron had been very old, eh? So...who's the man?]
"Narcester...Thaddeus," she replied.
[Wait? Narcester? Like Thaddeus Studios owner and CEO?! Girl, you got yourself a big fish to fry!]
She flushed and gently smiled, "Stop with your lewd delusions."
Xshena giggled, [So, is he molesting you? Abusing you? Being absolutely horrid and unacceptable to you? Cause I swear if he is, no matter how much influence he has in the country, I will take him down!] her aggressive voice pierced through her ears from her phone.
"Calm down, Xshena. He's fine and he doesn't bother my privacy. He also gave me my room." she replied.
[I see, you're treated like a princess for one whose pride can reach Mt. Everest. That's kind of rare. I expected him to be...abusive. Like the "Predator" he was called.]
"Predator?" she wondered.
[I thought you knew.]
"Knew what?"
[You haven't heard? Narcester Thaddeus pulled off the stakes he invested in Klein Entertainment. He was enraged about something. Is there something that happened?]
"When was it?" she asked.
[Around April 10th.]
"That time..." she tried to recall. And when that fragment of memory. "That time, my father called me back to the mansion."
[Why?]
"He saw the news that I acted anthropophilic in the halls of Thaddeus Studios. He was enraged that he beat me up the time I returned. I went home and he took me to rest." she explained.
[What?! I feel like I need to return to Greece as soon as possible. Avie, you're suffering so much.] she said.
Avyanna could only be silent, there's no use denying her suffering when it already reached that point.
[But that must be the reason the shares were pulled out. A, vi,e I guess sticking close to Narcester is the safest way.] she said.
Avyanna nodded and replied, "Yeah. I got to hang up now. Thank you for being the first to greet me." she smiled and hung up.
A bitter smile arose from her lips. Suddenly, another call from an unknown number made her phone ring once again.
Filled with doubts, she answered the phone with hesitation, "H-Hello?"
[Ma'am, this is Myrto. An urgent matter arrived. Please dress yourself, you are required there.]
The phone hung up with an ambiguous explanation given to her. But it was urgent as she believed. She scurried to her bathroom and bathed herself. She looked through her wardrobe and the dress Narcester gave caught her attention.
It was a turtleneck dress plainly shaded with deep blue, it had long sleeves and it reached three inches above her knees.
She remembered how he once complained about her clothing style that was actually forced onto her by her father. The maids after that day were told to change the dresses with a dress designed and sewed personally by a famous clothing designer.
She remembered how she once was fitted just to fill that wardrobe with her clothes in just a matter of a few days.
Hurriedly, she rushed down the stairs as she witnessed Myrto sitting still on the couch. He saw her and he smiled. "Ma'am, let's make our way to the venue." he reached his hand out to escort her.
She placed her hand on him, she tilted her head and looked confused. "What urgent matter would this be?"
Myrto did not reply, instead, he brought her out the gates and opened the door of the car for her to enter. Feeling quite nervous, she rubbed her fingers together.
What could be the reason for this urgency that it had to bring her?
Quiet Myrto was, he sped up and in a short moment, they arrived at a resort. It baffled her, what urgent matter is taking place in a luxurious resort?
The gates slowly cleared allowing the car to pass by. It was too bright as the car drove through the driveway entrance. The car parked by the corner and Myrto went out of the car to open the door for her.
He led her to a garden area, there was this one table, and its vase was a set of arranged flowers. Lanterns were hanging on strings, there is a tree by the right side and a group of musicians are playing harmony on the left.
Then a voice soared across the air. A deep, familiar voice with a soft touch to the atmosphere gives her a sweet sensation capable of relieving herself from the thought of the "urgent matter".
The tune shifted to a different set of notes, slowly, that's where the voice soars at peak out of the air.
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