"Genesis."
Alejandro.
Alejandro sat in his office, with his secretary in between his legs, putting in work.
He needed to relieve himself from the stress that Isis had placed on him.
He was determined to appear innocent before her. He did not blame her for thinking him guilty, but she had to pay for doubting his integrity.
He thought of how he had built an incredibly colossal empire and would never let anyone thwart it. He had made sure of that by eliminating every possible threat and he was set on doing the same thing to Isis if she posed as a possible grenade to the foundation he had laid for himself.
The only problem was that, he still needed to get the girl into his bed.
The fact that it was taking him longer than usual , irritated the hell out of him.
He knew that he had to begin with eliminating her self-consciousness.
That was the only thing that kept her from jumping into his bed.
He also knew that Isis was attracted to him, in more ways than one.
The only thing that made her different was her religious background.
She's just like every other girl…right?
His forehead was so creased in thought that he heard his mistress ask him if he didn't like what she was doing.
"Actually Valentina, get back to work. I've got some business to take care of."
And with that he zipped himself up, put on his suit and strolled out of his office, leaving her to see herself out.
Isis.
Isis had a Biology practical today. She'd be dissecting rats and she was terrified because she knew she didn't have a strong stomach.
The last time they had to dissect a hamster, she had thrown up right inside of the opened up animal. All of her embarrassing experiences had each contributed to her name-calling.
She was not prepared to go back to that life so there she was in the lab, in another pair of ripped jeans and a mustard-yellow, off-shoulder top. This time she made sure not to lose the plastic bag her Mami had carefully placed outside for her.
Isis noticed that she started getting more attention from the guys on campus and she wondered what was wrong with her. It's not like her face changed or that she had make-up on.
During her lunch break, she decided to video-call her best friend, Zainab.
"Same guy you've been telling me about, with that whole dress drama right?" Zainab asked, with a mouthful of tuna sandwich.
She was on a lunch break too.
"Oh yeah. And get this. I told you about the time his driver showed up in my room right?"
Zainab nodded, still chewing.
"Well the guy got KO'ed. As in, Assasin's Creed. As in, Tybalt killed Mercutio. As in, 'The Bride' kills Bill."
Zainab spat out her water and burst out laughing.
"Nigga got pew-pew'ed! Having a big-ass mouth could put you 6-feet underneath it seems."
They both were in tears from all of the laughs.
Isis positioned her phone against her textbooks and stood up to kick back a ball that had landed at her feet, to a bunch of guys who were playing soccer on campus.
She came back to take a seat and continued her conversation with Zainab.
"Okay, where were we?"
Zainab was wide-mouthed, with chunks of chocolate in the pockets of her cheeks.
"What?", asked Isis.
Zainab quickly finished chewing her chocolate and screamed excitedly.
"A hunnie's got an ass now! That figure is crazy in those jeans and it looks sooooo good with that top. And I wanted to mention your skin. Ahhhh, butter! Who you been fucking? Only a man's touch can make you glow and grow like that!"
"Uhhhh nigga, I grow and glow with God. What do you mean? I'm not having sex like your nasty ass." she said laughingly.
"Oh so you know that sex can make you grow in the right places and also glow huh? I see you Virgin Mary."
Isis laughed and threw a popcorn at her screen, as if to throw it to Zainab.
Zainab kissed Isis goodbye through the phone, " This weekend you're at my house for my birthday right?"
Isis nodded, elated at the thought of being away from home.
"Bye babe. Kisses."
Isis gathered her things and made her way to classes too, glancing at her watch and knowing they would resume in any moment.
Alejandro.
Alejandro parked in front of Isis' university gate and waited.
What time do these little fucks leave this place?
Alejandro had a master's degree in applied financial mathematics and 3 additional degrees in psychology, electrical engineering and neurosurgery. He also had a pHD in sex education and womanizing.
He had no public schooling experience and had been home-schooled since he was born.
His tertiary studies were all done via correspondence, and always with a woman nearby.
He believed that sex helped him to keep his calm and to concentrate.
He thought back on times when he'd write online examinations while getting head. He lived his life to the utmost fullest. His sex drive was on steroids and he had the stamina, fit enough for his whole legion of demons to feed on, if ever they were to get tired.
Also, I need to get a new driver. I can't do this shit every day. And I'm here waiting for Isis, like some moron who's in love…
His thoughts were interrupted by the opening of the varsity gates, and out came the students.
He could always spot Isis, not only because he was a predator, but also because she wasn't like anything he had ever seen.
There she was, walking like an Egyptian queen.
Her hair was in what looked like a twisted braid across the front, top part of her head. With curls tumbling down, on the sides of her face.
He was falling…like a domino.
He could think whatever malicious thoughts he wanted to think, about her. But every time he saw her, he was a whole different Alejandro.
That began to irritate him.
Fuck.
He cursed in his head.
I need to smash this babe and get the hell on with my life. She's ruining the image I worked so hard to build.
She was a total eclipse of his heart.
He blew a breath and got out of his car so Isis could see him.
Isis.
Isis was excited to get home today because she had decided she would finally call up Alejandro and see what it would lead to.
She had gotten the hype from her best friend, Zainab.
She kept thinking about how Zainab had said that she looked different and had grown into a woman.
It must have came with the age.
She was smiling to herself when she looked up and saw Alejandro parked outside of her school gates, leaning against his car.
No ways.
She panicked and started to wonder if she looked okay.
Nothing a dab of lipgloss can't fix.
She walked up to him, mouth full of the oily stuff and hugged him.
Okay.