Janice POV
It was supposed to be a beautiful evening, but it was trouble for me. It felt like I was trapped in my own thoughts. Standing here on the balcony and staring up at the beautiful stars in the sky, I couldn't gather my thoughts together no matter how much I tried to. They always went in a direction that never had a destination, and it was driving me nuts already.
"You must be in love with her. That must be the case," I almost screamed my mind out when my subconscious mind came up with that crappy thoughts. I mean, how could I be in love with him? Even if he was the last man on earth, I wouldn't still be in love with him, right? Come to think of it, he's a flirt. A freaking big-time playboy, so how would I trust someone like that with my heart and not know that he would end up not only breaking it, but smashing and stomping on it?
"I must've gone crazy for a moment, because why the heck was I like that around him? Why did I get so angry? Why did I wait up for him?" I asked aloud as if someone was around to answer the question.
The freezing cold pierced through my bones and almost made them numb, so I was eventually left with the only choice of going inside the room. I threw myself on the bed and released a deep sigh as soon as I got inside my room.
Slowly, I started to get lost in my thoughts and I was starting to space out until the door suddenly opened and I jerked up to a sitting position. My eyes narrowed when I saw Connor standing with just a white towel wrapped around his waist. He was looking so sexy and hot that he literally made me feel so hot. His hair was damp with water dripping from it, and I presumed he must've just left the bathroom after a hot shower.
"Co... Connor..." My voice came out so low as I managed to stand up to my feet. With every slow step he took toward me, I felt so hot and burning with desires. The thought of having those lips kissing me, his hands sliding around my waist and pulling close, and when my eyes darted to the bulge in the towel, I couldn't help but imagine how good it would feel to have that huge dick buried inside me.
He finally covered the distance between us, and before I could react, he pulled me close and I crashed into his chest. My heart pounded hard against my chest as our bodies collided, and it felt like my body was set on fire.
"You said you wanted me to sleep with you, hmm?" His voice was husky as he tucked the strands of hair on my forehead behind my ear, his cute and charming eyes piercing into mine like he was seeing through my soul. My heart stopped beating for a few seconds, and when it finally started to beat again, it was so loud that I could swear he heard the sound of it.
"I changed my mind. Let's do it. It's going to be fun, don't you think?" He hushed as he leaned forward and nuzzled his face in my neck, teasing the nape of my neck, and I shuddered in his arms. At that moment, I didn't want anything more than for him to take me to bed and make me scream his name all through the night. I didn't want anything more than to make feel on top of the world and give me the feelings I've never had before.
The long wait was finally over when he pulled away and swept me off my feet, lowering me slowly onto the bed, and just then, a knock sounded on my door, pulling me back to reality, and that was when the realization dawned on me that I'd been imagining that shit.
"Fuck!" I cursed under my breath and quickly sat up on the bed, running my fingers through my hair.
"What is wrong with you, Janice? What the fuck is wrong with you?" I muttered frustratingly and shut my eyes.
"Ma'am, Mr. Connor asked you to come downstairs for dinner," That was one of the maids' voice.
"Alright. I'll be there," Thick footsteps filled the hallway after I replied to the maid, and I assumed that she must've gone to deliver my message to him.
"What was that? Ugh! I think I've really lost it," I mumbled frustratingly.
With all the strength left in me, I dragged myself from the bed and went into the bathroom to have a long and relaxing bath, and after I was done, I walked back into the room and put on my robe, leaving for the dining room to have dinner afterward.
I spotted him sitting in the dining room as I descended the staircase minutes later, and my heart skipped. With what happened back in my room moments ago, I didn't think I would feel comfortable being around him.
"Just ignore him like you've done all day and everything will be fine," I said to myself and frowned my face, heading to join him in the dining room.
"I thought you were not going to come for dinner. Good evening," He smiled at me as I pulled out the chair and sat on it, but I just hummed and tucked my hair behind my ear.
"Are you still mad at me, Janice?" He leaned forward and asked, but I just rolled my eyes and ignored him.
"I don't know if I should call you a witch for being so unforgiving," I heard him mumbled, but I ignored him and began eating.
I picked on my food slowly, not failing to steal glances at him at every given opportunity. Why did I have such a wild imagination earlier? Am I so desperate to sleep with him? I asked myself, but shook off the thought and continued to eat.
"Should we go for a drive tomorrow? It's going to be fun," He leaned forward and asked, his voice so low as if he didn't want someone else to hear what he said, and I would be the worst liar of the century if I said that my heart didn't flutter by his action.
That sounded so interesting, and I wanted to give it a try at least just once, but I wasn't in the mood to be friendly with him, so I just rolled my eyes at him.
"I'm not interested," I replied to him flatly, then gulped down a glass of water and stood up.
"Where are you going? Are you full already?" He stood up and asked me, but I ignored him and headed to the staircase.
*****
I slumped on my bed and switched on my phone's internet connection.
'How to know if I'm in love with a man'
'Why is my heart beating fast when I'm around a man?'
'Why am I angry at the thought of a man being with another woman?'
'Why do I desperately want to have sex with a man?' I kept searching through the internet, and the answers it kept giving me weren't satisfying enough. I mean, how could it just conclude that I was in love with him? I can't possibly be in love with someone like Connor. Never!
"Google must be wrong," I concluded and tossed my phone on the bed, but that still didn't change the fact that I was the one denying what Google said. It has never lied before. At least not to me, but at this point and in this case, I felt like it was lying to me. It could just be because... I stopped and sighed when I couldn't think of any other thing.
My phone beeped and I reached for it lazily. I gasped sharply and my eyes narrowed when I unlocked the phone and saw an alert of a hundred and fifty thousand dollars.
"Wh... what is this? It's not yet payday..." I mumbled confusingly, but wait! Even if it was payday already, my salary is not up to this even if the money was divided into five, so who sent me such a huge amount of money? I asked myself, and as if whoever sent the money read my confusion, a message popped on the screen of my phone and it was from Connor.
'That's your allowance for the month. I'm sorry again for what happened' I read the message, and a smile laced up my lips. It was my first time getting an allowance from him, and getting such a huge money I never expected? Wow! It was the best feeling ever.
"We will think about this later. Let's rejoice for the money for now," I stood up excitedly and danced. As you know, I love money, and I'm proud of it anytime, any day...