They were having an intense fight and the freckled young man seemed to have a hard time. In the end, Sophie emerged as the victor. The Jeremy Technologies Limited awarded her the trophy and the founder came forward and said, "Miss Evelyn Miller, congratulations on winning this competition. You get to work with the Jeremy Technologies from now on. Also, we present you this latest sports car and a cash prize worth 50 million dollars."
Sophie was satisfied with the prizes, so she left happily after receiving them. She was specifically happy with the latest model of the Bugatti Veyron. She had a fetish for expensive sports cars. She loved them. The freckled youth also left along with her. In a narrow alley, a blonde haired woman could be seen dragging a freckled youth towards a coffee shop.
"Miss Phoenix, stop dragging me.", the young man had a tender voice.
"You can call me by my real name. Also, revert your voice back to normal. The way you're speaking for such a long time, is giving me goosebumps."
"Ha ha, you got me. At first, I thought I had concealed myself enough but when you issued the challenge to me, I knew I have been found out. Anyway, where is this place?", he remembered entering a coffee shop but he didn't notice when she brought him to this place. The walls were all covered mirrors of various sizes. Everything in the room was either black or white. He could see his reflection everywhere. There was various assortments of luxurious products lining the shelves. He was mesmerized by the beauty of the place.
"What, cat got your tongue?", she smirked.
"Yeah.", he said rather sheepishly.
"Oh, by the way, you can find your clothes in that wardrobe.", she pointed to it with her chin.
"Also, the washroom is on your left but I'll be going there first, you you'll have to wait.", she ran towards the washroom.
The freckled youth shook his head upon seeing her behaviour.
Sophie entered the washroom and broke down in front of the mirror. She pulled off the wig. Her raven black hair came cascading down. When she looked into the mirror, she saw a fair skinned, teary-eyed girl staring back at her. There were dark circles underneath her beautiful phoenix eyes, due to her insomnia. Staying awake the whole night really ruined her beauty. She smiled sadly. Her tear-soaked face looked more beautiful under the dim lighting of the washroom. She washed off her disguise, but it did not wash away her beauty. She was crying because it was too hard to control the negative thoughts that filled her mind. She pulled the green crop top above her head and discarded it to the laundry basket. She slowly unbuttoned her faded blue jeans and threw it to the same place. She needed to sort out her emotions before going to the room. She turned the knob of the shower, and she felt her emotions wash away with the cold water. She felt lot more relieved than her previous emotional outbreak in front of the mirror. She soaked herself for a long time before she decided to exit the washroom. She was wearing a simple t-shirt and pajamas. Her long wet hair was disheveled and cascaded down to reach her waist. The freckled young man was staring agape at her. "You may close your mouth or you will catch a fly.", Sophie teased the young man.
He came to his senses, and turned towards the washroom. He went inside the washroom but could not erase the image of Sophie from his head. "She is so damn sexy.", he thought. He needed a cold shower to calm down. He washed himself for a long time before coming into the room. He entered the room wearing only the towel around his hips. His abs were clearly visible, His long muscular legs were visible beneath the towel. Water droplets were dripping from his hair and made way past his shoulder blade below. Sophie was eyeing one of the droplets running smoothly past his perfect body and got soaked once it reached his hips. He smirked upon seeing her drooling over his perfect body.
"Cat got your tongue, huh?", he threw the same question at her, and smirked.
"Huh?"
"Miss, is this body drool-worthy?"
"Huh? What nonsense! When did I drool over your body?", she retorted.
"You didn't? Then, why did I see you eyeing my body in that way?"
"In which way?", she asked rather nervously, as his manly scent was assaulting her nose and she was finding it hard to control herself.
"In a way a predator eyes its prey.... So, you're thinking of preying upon me, huh?", he whispered slowly but dangerously into her ear. He was so close that she could smell the musky scent on his body. Her senses were overwhelmed with his scent. All she could think was that he was so close. She was in a dilemma - whether to hug him or not? Her heart wanted to hug him tightly while her brain warned her not to do such foolish thing. She almost listened to her heart when.....