Chapter 65

Oscar’s got a thing for me, I can tell. Maybe young boys were more impressionable, more easily smitten.

Suddenly I felt a pang of guilt. What if Oscar’s feelings for me deepen? What would I do then? I asked myself. I didn’t fancy his pursuit, nor could I reciprocate the way he wanted. I just wanted to use his attention to balance my inner chaos. If he was willing to play this game with me, killing time together, I might consider it. But if he got truly emotionally invested, I’d be totally out of it.

I was deep in thought, my mind a chaotic mess, when Neil came back from his shower. He was in a black bathrobe, exposing some muscular contours, looking quite tempting.

I withdrew my gaze, tucked my phone under my pillow, and pretended to sleep.

After a while, I felt the mattress sink a bit. Neil had lain down beside me. He smelled of a mix of shower gel and shampoo, a scent I found appealing.

“Why don’t you sleep in the guest room?” I asked hirm, my back turned to him, sounding as ift didn’t care.

“I own half of the master bedroom too, Neil responded coldly.

“Why did you use my bathroom then? And my shower gel and shampoo?” I turned around to face him. “I thought you said you didn’t like the scent?”

Once a woman started doubting, her questions became sharper.

His expression as flawless as ever, he turned to look at me. “Irene, do you

other for a while. I felt somewhat powerless and turned

turned me around. I let out a cry of

are you doing?!” 1

I was almost out of breath. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through my lips, and then Neil let go of me. There

gone mad?!” I also touched my painful lips, and sure enough, there was blood. I immediately got angry and tried to slap him.

my hand, rendering

to curse him, he shut me up again. We tussled in the bed.

up from the bed, glanced at the mess of sheets and pillows, then went out to the balcony shirtless and lit a cigarette in the

took a deep breath,

I successfully fended off Neil’s advances with

  1. in.

my good

death, will you?”

covered in

“Fuck off!” I threw a pillow at Neil. He

had such a foul mouth,” Neil said, then didn’t

resist hi

admitted defeat in my heart.

stay up late, but every time Neil passionately made

my tired body out of bed. When I finished showering and sat in front of the vanity mirror, I was shocked by my own

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