To be frank, I was stunned by Amelia’s beauty. She had a beautiful figure, round eyes, a beautiful smile, long wavy light blond hair. Her face and expression were kind, the kind of face that everyone would fall in love with at first sight. Her facial features were perfect. She looked like a model or an actress and I wouldn’t be surprise if she is one.
Hayden was smiling so happily next to her. It was obvious that they are so in love with each other. It made me realize just how vain I was to even think that Hayden could have any feelings for me. There was nothing that I possessed that would outshine a woman like Amelia.
Now that I’ve seen a photo of her and how in love with each other they seemed, it was no wonder why Hayden refused to marry me or anyone else besides Amelia.
I guess I got a little ahead of myself when Hayden started showing some interest in me. I probably mistook his kindness in saving me for something that didn’t exist. It was obvious now that when he touched me and made love to me, he was just using me to pass his time. It was probably nothing more than casual sex for him. I should have known that so why do I feel so disappointed and hurt?
"You should at least have the decency to hide your girlfriend’s photo away when you bring another girl to your room..." I muttered underneath my breath.
Then, I laughed silently in my head at myself. I can’t believe I just said that out loud. I’m so pathetic.
I felt something warm and wet on my cheek and realized that I had started crying. Great.
Why am I crying? This is so stupid...
Quietly, I tiptoed to the door and slowly opened it.
What am I doing? I stopped the lewd movement of my own hand as I brought my hand up to slap my own cheeks. Get a hold of yourself, Malissa! He’s just using you and you mean nothing to him. He’s as in love with his girlfriend as can be. If anything, you’re just someone he’s cheating on his girlfriend with...
My own words rang loud and clear in my head, and I knew that I was right. However, it was hard for my heart to accept the truth this time...
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I woke up the next morning with renewed energy after a long rest in bed. With so many things that had happened lately, I was beginning to lose count of the days that I had left in this penthouse as part of the contract. The numerous developments made it hard for me to believe that only one day had passed by.
23 more days until I’m out of here...
So many things happened during the first week here. I sighed loudly as I recalled Hayden’s intense love making. It’s been less than a week and I’ve already slept with him. This is all getting out of hand at a much faster pace than I had imagined.
It was starting to make sense now why that old man wanted me to live together with his son for 30 days. He probably knew that Hayden was a domineering sex monster. Regardless of what happened between us, I am not marrying Hayden...and he obviously wouldn’t want to marry me either.
That was that. For some reason my brain kept on recalling the photo that I saw in Hayden’s room. I pushed the overly perfect image of Amelia out of my mind as I jumped out of bed and headed for a shower.
I must avoid him at all costs. I can’t let the event of last night...and the night before repeat itself! It’s still early, I’ll cook him something quick and leave before he wakes up.
--To be continued...