A Two Faced Lover
(episode 2)
You know there’s fire on the mountain when a man you just met and ba-rely
knows k!sses you on the first d@t£ without your cons£nt or prior notice.
Looks can be deceptive quite alright but actions speaks high volume of
someone’s character and intentions. It was quite unfortunate that Rose was
alre-ady love struck and couldn’t re-ad between the lines that everything was
just happening fas-ter than normal and was quite suspicious. In as much as
the k!sswas unexpected and too soon, she actually enjoyed it and secretly
wished for more.
The atmosphere was a bit awkward after the k!ssand it made Rose slightly
tensed and nervous, while Saint was perfectly fine and unmoved. The level
of confidence at which he portrayed made her fall even more in love with
him. It made him look more outright and charming; the kind of man that
loves to go head-on for what he wants.
Well, if only Rose knew the true intentions of Saint’s action, then she
might have retraced her steps and held back herself from falling dee-per in
love with him. Too bad things had alre-ady escalated and at that point,
there was little or nothing she could do other than get excited at the
thought of going into a relationsh!pwith the man of her dreams.
“I’m so sorry if I took you unaware” Saint said after the tension had died
down a bit, “To be honest, I wasn’t expecting the k!ssbut it’s all good”
Rose said in a shy tone. Before they could talk further, the waiter brou-ght
their meals and they dived right into it.
As they ate, Saint stole glances at Rose and she blu-shed all throu-gh. While
they were still eating, an unknown person who happened to be a follower of
Saint, walked towards them and happily introduced herself to him. Due to
the over excitement of meeting her role model, the lady shook him with two
hands before walking away.
After that little show of attention, Rose smiled at Saint and couldn’t hold
back the glitters in her eyes as she stared at him in admiration. “What’s
it?” he asked with a wi-de smile on his face, “Uhmm, Nothing” she replied
smiling more. The excitement on Rose face made Saint’s heart glad. At that
moment, he wished to str!p her clothes off and just do what was on his mind
because her b©dy movements and gestures were killing him slowly. Rose was
aware that Saint was into her, and it gave her the courage to behave even
more babyish.
The funny thing about the whole situation was that Saint had no idea that
Rose knew whom he was. He didn’t have a clue that she was aware of his
respectable image in the media and eyes of the public. The main reason Rose
didn’t want to disclose to Saint that she alre-ady knew him was because she
felt pride might set in and he might begin to see her as just one of his
multi-ple Fans; of which she didn’t want to be categorised as.
Due to the fact that Rose hid that little secret form Saint, it made him
more relaxed because he felt he wasn’t putting his image at risk. Since his
career as a Life Coach only covered a little niche, it’s fair to say that
not everyone knew or have heard about him. He probably thought to himself
that Rose was just p@rt of that big population that didn’t know him. Too
bad for him because that wasn’t the case.
Few hours later, the d@t£ c@m£ to an end and Saint cleared the bill. It was
getting quite late so they had to head back to their various houses. Rose
c@m£ with her own car so there was no nee-d for him to give her a ride.
When they finally got to the parking lot, Saint opened Rose’s door for her
to get into the car; just to show off some gentleman skills. She smiled and
entered the car but before she shut the door, she pe-cked him on the cheek.
That little action from Rose increa-sed Saint’s hunger to devour her and
make her beg for Mercy, but he had to comport himself just so he doesn’t
look too desperate. “Call me when you get home” he said and bid her
Goodbye, as she drove off.
With Rose gone, Saint sat inside his car for a while to cool off the
burning fire within before zooming off. After about 30 minutes, he figured
that he hadn’t succeeded in calming his nerves down so he had to dial the
line of one of his ‘Call Girls’ so he could have a companion that night;
since he didn’t succeed in luring Rose to his be-d. With someone alre-ady on
the way to his house, he finally headed home.
That night, while Saint was Brutally dealing with someone’s daughter in his
house, Rose was busy fantasising about him. She didn’t want to call him
when she reached her destination just so she doesn’t overdo things.
Everything still felt like a beautiful dream to her and the thought of
having a relationsh!pwith Saint drove her crazy.
“Wow, how did I get so lucky? Everything still feels too good to be true.
Did he just ask me out? This isn’t true!” Rose wondered all night with
bu-tterflies dancing in her stomach as she la-id on the be-d. On the other
hand, Saint wasn’t even concerned about petty thoughts like that and was
busy exhausting his strength on the lady that c@m£ visiting that night. At
that moment, the only thing in his mind was to empty himself of every
burning craving for plea-sure that Rose had triggered.
What a complicated situation that involved two people that wanted entirely
different things from each other. Rose wanted a relationsh!pbetween them
and felt that Saint wanted same too; since he was the one that instigated
their first k!ssand also made the first move by telling her that he wanted
to fill in the space in her heart. Sadly, that wasn’t Saint’s de-sire
because what he wanted was to taste Rose’s apple and eventually make her
one of his ‘Call Girls’. At this junction, it’s safe to say that a big
disaster was forth coming.
The next day, Rose waited for Saint to call first of which he actually did.
She was highly excited when his call c@m£ in and couldn’t hold back the
smile on her face. “Hi dear” she greeted, “Hello sunshine, trust you sle-pt
well? I waited for your call last night but it wasn’t forth coming” he
lied.
Rose was low-key smitten to hear that Saint actually waited for her call
last night; it made her feel wanted. “I’m sorry for not calling, I actually
felt you would be tired so I decided not to disturb you” she said, “Point
of correction, nothing from you is a disturbance so don’t ever feel that
way again” he revealed.
It was so clear that Saint was trying too ha-rd to win Rose over, hence the
extreme he had to go just to make her feel comfortable around him. Beneath
all that camouflage sweet talks was a guy that just nee-ded to get into the
p@n-ts of his newest catch. Too bad Saint even had to go to the extreme of
lying to Rose by ma-king her believe he wanted a relationsh!pwith her. it’s
also quite unfortunate that she had alre-ady fallen too de-ep for him.
“About what we talked about yesterday, I was serious though” Saint said as
they conversed, “What was that dear?” Rose inquired, “I’m talking about how
long you want to keep me standing outside your heart while there’s a vacant
space inside” he replied and Rose blu-shed, “Everything is just happening
too fast and don’t get me wrong, I like you too but just feel like you
might be pla-ying me” she innocently said.
At that moment, Saint knew he had to step up his game because it alre-ady
felt like Rose had began to s-en-se that he was lying and wasn’t genuine.
“Can I see you again tonight so we can talk about anything that might be
ma-king you doubt my feelings for you” he gently said, “Uhmm, I don’t really
know because I have some things to do today. Where should we met if I
eventually change my mind?” she asked, “Well, I was thinking my house but
that decision is entirely up to you. Where do you suggest?” he asked. By
that time, his plans had alre-ady succeeded because he had indirectly
planted a seed in her mind.
Dominants know the game and can easily manipulate a lady to think that they
want something, without knowing that their thoughts and de-sires have been
stirred to go in a certain direction. The fact that Saint brou-ght up his
house as their meeting point was very deliberate, because he knew that even
if he made his choice look optional, Rose will still consider it because
she wouldn’t be able to come up with a better option in such short notice.
They talked further and ended the call with hopes to see each other later
in the day if things go rightly.
When the phone hung up, Saint smiled and walked back to his be-droom where
the lady that spent the night was lying down in. He gently moved towards
her and they continued from where they st©pped the night before. Later in
the day, he discharged the lady and a cleaner c@m£ to arrange his house and
clean it; as he prepared to receive Rose anytime soon.
At around pas-sed 5pm, Rose called Saint and told him she was re-ady to come
over to his place. He s£nt his location to her and she drove down to his
nice ap@rtment in a clas-sy neighbourhood of flats. Saint c@m£ downstairs to
welcome her and took her to the t©p floor where his ap@rtment was.
After they exchanged greetings, Rose settled down and sat quietly on one of
the couch in the living room. “What can I offer you?” Saint politely asked
but she turned down the offer and told him she was OK. He sat on the same
couch with her and they started talking about random things. Rose tried her
possible best to avoid eye contacts but not for too long.
As they conversed, Saint redirected the conversation back to the main
reason he invited her over. “Enough with the chatting, now can we talk
about my heart?” he said out of nowhere and Rose blu-shed. “What’s wrong
with your heart?” she pla-yfully inquired and Saint laughed; “It wants you”
he bluntly answered.
That reply melted Rose’s heart and made her palms sweaty. She didn’t know
what to say or do at that moment and kept praying within that Saint doesn’t
make physical advances towards her because she was bound to fall. After
being speechless for a little while, she managed to talk further.
“You just knew me not too long ago, how can you be sure this is for real
and that your feelings isn’t pla-ying with you?” Rose inquired as she looked
into Saint’s eyes. His emotions began to heat up as the atmosphere
gradually changed. He moved closer to her and gently placed his palm on her
cheeks. She blinked her eyes and gently ru-bbe-d her cheek against his palm
and out of nowhere, Saint asked; “What do you want?”.
That question threw Rose off balance and ignited a slight s-en-sation within
her. “I want you but I’m just not sure if this is real” she gently said and
before she knew it, Saint leaned forward and planted a soft k!sson her
li-ps. This time around, she tried to st©p him but it was alre-ady too late
because the mood had alre-ady set in. “I can’t do this” Rose said but Saint
hushed her; “Don’t fight this” he said and planted another k!sson her
li-ps. This time around, she reciprocated and k!$$£d back.
They k!$$£d pas-sionately and gently made their way to Saint’s room. He
pushed her on the be-d and immediately rushed her n£¢k and k!$$£d it. “I’ll
be right n£¢k” he said and went inside his bathroom to freshen up.
While Saint was gone, Rose la-id back on the be-d and started looking around
his beautifully decorated room. Her eyes made a marathon race and finally
st©pped when she caught sight of something that looked like a lady’s br@.
“Isn’t that a br@ my eyes are seeing?” she thought to herself as she got up
to clarify her doubts. She walked towards the stack of clothes on t©p of a
chair opposite his wardrobe; Lol & Behold, It was a wine coloured br@.
Shocked and confused as to how a woman’s br@ got into Saint’s room and was
even mixed up with his clothes, Rose stood there with the br@ in her hands.
Before she could figure out what to do, the bathroom door opened and Saint
walked in to see her standing beside his wardrobe. “What’s the problem?” he
curiously asked and before he knew it, a br@ dangled in front of his eyes.
“Who owns this? Am I in another woman’s territory?” Rose sadly inquired.
Unable to think of a more convincing lie, Saint said; “Oh it’s nothings to
worry about, it belongs to my sister!”