You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

Matthew carried Clarissa into the house and straight upstairs into the bathroom of one of the bedrooms.

Clarissa didn’t care whatever Matthew did to her. She had not recovered from the shock she had earlier and acted as if she had given up on her life. There was no resistance from her at all.

Only when Matthew was about to unbutton her shirt did Clarissa caught Matthew’s fingers and muttered in a sulky manner.

“Let me do it myself.”

Matthew’s eyes glistened. He retracted his hands and lowered his gaze at the petite body.

“Can you go out?”

“What if I say no?”

Clarissa didn’t say anything else. She clung onto her collar tight and merely sat there.

It was unpleasant for Clarissa to be stuck in this stalemate. However, out of Clarissa’s expectation, Matthew left the washroom a moment later.

Silence blanketed the washroom, except for the dripping of water from the tap.

Matthew sunk his body into the sofa in the room. His legs were crossed together and he looked graceful. One of his arms lay on top of the armrest, the other one holding on to a cigarette. A puff of smokes emerged from his mouth.

His collar was unbuttoned, and his sleeves were rolled up all the way to his elbow. The soft light of the room reflected off the surface of his relaxed face.

It was what Clarissa saw when she got out of the bathroom. Even though he was resting, his presence still pervaded the entire room.

Clarissa was in Matthew’s bathrobe as she had nothing to change into. She wrapped the bathrobe around herself so tight as if her body was allergic to light.

Clarissa didn’t wake him up. Barefooted, she stalked to the balcony.

It was quite chilly outside. Even though the Zen Highlands was immersed in the dark, a million stars lit up the night sky.

It was very rare to be able to behold a sky full of stars in D City.

Clarissa felt cold after some time. She tugged on her bathrobe tighter and turned around. To her surprise, Matthew was not far behind her. His smoldering eyes were staring ahead.

A breeze ruffled up Clarissa’s hair. She tucked in a few strands of hair behind her ear and strode into the room awkwardly.

“Thank-”

Clarissa seemed to think of something else before she could finish her sentence.

Matthew’s expression remained forbidding as ever.

Clarissa didn’t know what to say to Matthew other than thanking him. Suddenly, the ringing of her phone echoed through the room.

Clarissa picked up her pace and went to the washroom to pick up her phone.

“Clare? I’m so sorry I didn’t pick up your phone earlier! I didn’t hear it ringing. It’s so late now and you’re still awake? You have anything to tell me?”

“Oh umm, it’s fine now…”

Clarissa then pretended to sound lethargic, “I’m so sleepy now! Yawn, let’s talk tomorrow, alright? Bye!”

Upon hanging up the call, Clarissa found herself looking straight into Matthew’s inquisitive eyes.

Pfft.

as red

feel the mirth

now. You should rest first.

to

her

Suddenly, she thought of the dirty clothes she left in

No!

the greatest shame

the pile of her clothes. She had even planned to wash them after Matthew left the room so she

clenched her fists tight and pounded herself on her head. I am so

hear any sound from the bathroom, she made a break

her bed sinking in further. Immediately, Clarissa felt as if she was struck

you trying

was nervous, her tone

involuntarily writhed her lips

sweet when she spoke, “Uncle

onto the bed himself. He was only wearing loose-fitting sweatpants. His washboard abs and his

Cough, cough!

hurriedly looked away from the Greek statue.

bed and propped his head on his hand as he stared at Clarissa. Her face was beginning to redden as her flush crept up from

was loosened. Matthew could clearly see that she actually

Now, he didn’t have to see with his own eyes to know that she also had

would have thought that she was showing him her

herself. When she saw how

“W-what are you-”

is my bedroom.” Mathew

right away. “I will find another room

leaving the room. She regretted her decision as she

quiet as the wood in late winter. The floor was covered in a pale yellow light. Clarissa continued along the corridor and found another room on the same floor, but the door wouldn’t budge when she tried to open

eyes got to the floor below before her legs could bring her there. It was pitch black downstairs, and as silent as the graves. Clarissa could hear

would look around her as if she

she halted her steps as

she just wanted to bawl her eyes out in

How can this be?

big house but there’s not a single servant in here. Also, why are all of the lights off at night? Is he trying to cut down on his electrical

This is ridiculous!

Why…

past her. Following it was a

“Why aren’t you moving?”

“Aaaaaaaaaaah!”

sliced through

her eyes as she floundered around while

laughter. His voice

Matthew was leaning against the

Matthew, I am going

Clarissa. She charged towards Matthew, her hands clenching his neck. She was so terrified just

her tiny hands, securing them behind her back. Clarissa was

Clarissa’s bathrobe slipped to reveal her fair shoulders and slender thighs. They were testing Matthew’s ability to hold