I hear his footsteps coming back and I quickly go to the settings of the message and press "unread" then quickly turn around the table, taking a seat. I take a deep breath, calming my nerves.
He comes back in, saying goodbye to his wife then ends the call. Within a second, I feel his lips on the right side of my bare neck as he places his hands on my shoulders. My body is tense. I give no access to him, still shocked by what I have just seen. He stops after seeing no response from me.
"I'm sorry for keeping you waiting..." His hand decends from my shoulders, down to my breast as he cups my breast, I remain frozen and don't respond to his touch. He immediately stops. Turns my chair to face him using the handles of it to do so.
"Whats wrong?" I remain silent. Staring down at my lap. He takes his pointing finger, using it to rise my head to look at him. His eyebrow arched on his usual stoic face. Damn he's so hot. Even his confusion is hot.
"Is it because of my wife? I thought you didn't mind that I am married. Well, judging by your advances even after seeing a ring on my finger." I quickly agree to that reason. Using it as a mask to cover the real reason why.
"Yes, after she called it made me feel guilty. I wouldn't want my husband to have an affair. I'm sorry but, I have to go." I state, hoping he steps back so I can leave. He stares deep into my soul. His face blank. He stands, staring at me for what feels like an eternity. He finally steps back. Providing me with enough space to get up and leave and I immediately do so.
I arrive into my dorm. Heavyily breathing. Few hours left for me to meet him again. I take a long shower, contemplating on whether should I stay or go. I can't run away cause I still have to get my degree. I still have to work there to make money for my family but, I'm afraid. I can't tell him who I am anymore.
It is now 8:30pm. I have to get there before 9pm. Luckily its a 15mins walk. I am dressed in silky, bright red long pajamas that covers my whole body accompanied by my hello kitty slippers. Obviously, I never forget to wear my mask. I quickly head to the clip.
I use the backdoor again as always. Men there now, are assuming that I quit my job and some usual customers have left. The owner doesn't give a damn since the don't pay as much as the man that keeps on visiting me everyday excluding the weekend.
Here I am in front of the door. I take a deep breath then enter. I close the door behind me and turn around. Placing my bag down and I lean into the door. Looking at the man on the bed who was scrolling and typing on the phone. He notices my presence.
"Ballerina, why are you just standing there? Come join me." He switches his phone off and pats the empty space next to him. I walk slowly to the bed and climb. I lay on the bed looking at him. My left elbow supporting my head as I look at him. He turns his head to look at me after realizing that I have been staring at him for a long time.
"What's wrong ballerina?" He turns his whole body to look at me. His face filled with concern.
"You will never hurt me right?" His concerned face turns into a frown then a smile comes over his lips. He then laughs. He fucken laughs. What's wrong with him? I get annoyed but he can't see that because of my mask.
"Where's that coming from ballerina? Are you on your periods?" His laugh fills the room. He finally stops and within a second. His face has no emotion at all. He is serious all of a sudden. He places his lukewarm hand on my bare skin that is revealed by my top. He pulls me deeper into him. Fully cuddling me. I place my head on his chest, hearing his heartbeat. Bu...dum...bu...dum. His hand proceeds to rise, arriving on my back and he starts drawing circles, instantly calming down. Leaning into him more, closing my eyes, concentrating on his heartbeat and the circles he's drawing on my back.
"Answer the question." I talk into his chest and I hear it vibrate as he answers my question.
"I would never hurt you ballerina. If I wanted to, I would've done so a long time ago." His voice low and husky. Still maintainig his stupid russian accent but I didn't mind that much. I take him for his words and lean in even more. He wraps his hand around me and pulls me in even more and for the first time we both fell asleep, cuddling eachother.