"Why are you closing your eyes, Liliana?" He leaned back and picked his cutlery.
His voice brought her back to the room and she opened her eyes to see her finger that had been healed. She thought deeply about it and recalled that Tristan sucked her finger when she had the cut and most of all he was a sorcerer. She lifted her head, at last, to see him eating.
"Forget about it"
Tristan lifted his gaze and stared at her blankly. He reacted like he didn't care until his gaze drifted down to her burst. He chuckled and licked the cutlery before going ahead to tease her. "You are not wearing a bra, are you?"
Liliana was shocked to hear that question, she looked down at her chest to see her hardened nipples. She gasped and wished this doesn't happen to women. She recalled the day he bit her nipples to punish her and those thoughts makes her want to suddenly get angry at him.
"You've been staring at me" she uttered without gazing up at him.
"I'm sorry" he apologized.
"For what?" She looked up at him, thinking he was apologizing for that day.
"For letting my eyes gaze at your breasts. I'll advise you to always wear a bra. I've noticed that about you Liliana, you don't. . ."
"Stop!" She was feeling embarrassed and when she straightened her back, her attractive breasts revealed their grace. Tristan smiled that smile that told her she needed to do something about it.
She looked around and saw a big black blanket on the couch. Does he perhaps sleep on the couch? Well, she needed the blanket now.
Liliana grabbed the blanket and used it to cover her chest.
Tristan loved that reaction but seeing her breasts lines excite him. He grabbed the blanket and leaned over. Tristan pressed his lips on hers before she could complain. After seeing her shocked gaze, he felt satisfied and returned to eating.
Liliana froze, everything happened so fast that when his lips touched hers the moment she planned to complain. She was stunned.
She finally blinked her eyes and continued to eat, very much aware of the goosebumps appearing on her skin.
After dinner with her naughty neighbor, she stood up to leave. Tristan joined her and walked her to the door. "Good night Tristan. Thanks for the. . .meal" she tucked her hair behind her ear before turning around to leave as his eyes were weakening her guts, she needed to escape.
Tristan pulled her back through her hair. Liliana was annoyed. "What's. . ."
"A good night kiss wouldn't hurt" he pointed to his lips.
Liliana eyed his lips and gaze up at him. "You wish" she turned around but he pulled her back by her hair.
"It hurts!" She scolded him.
And he leapt closer. "I know"
Liliana smiled inwardly. He was cute! After glaring and acting like she had relented, she turned around to leave but he pulled her back through his ability and hugged her from behind.
"Those peaks of yours. . . Liliana" She was burning up and at the same time frozen. His breath on her neck caused her to quake. Liliana closed her eyes and felt the heat that was forming between them.
"Learn to wear bras, you might get raped someday, I mean fucked so hard that you'll search for your mind but won't find it"
Liliana opened her eyes at the mention of that and pulled out of his enfold. "Tri. . ." She wanted to say something, words against his words.
"Alright, I know. Kiss me" he signalled.
"No!" She yelled and fled away. Tristan watched her walk to her doorstep and when she reached her doorstep, she glanced at him and groaned before entering her house.
He laughed and ran his hand through his hair. "She really would get raped if she doesn't listen" he muttered to himself and entered his house.
Liliana landed in bed and stared at the mirror by her side. "I should learn to wear bras?" She hissed.
"Who is he?" She was disappointed that a man could tell her that. Liliana looked down at her peaks, she stood up and glanced at her figure. "Raquel was right, he was attracted to me" she held her waist. "But why does it seem like I like what he does to me?" Liliana sat on the bed and planted her hands on her closing laps.
"Only Raquel knows about all this" she let down her shoulders in disappointment. Why can't she also act like a grown-up?
She looked around only for her gaze to fall on her small study. She recalled her work. There was this virus that was slowly growing in the country. She stood up and began her research as she woke up an hour ago, so she couldn't fall asleep even when Tristan's naughty attitude was wandering in her head.
Liliana was relieved when she stepped out of her house, to depart to work when morning came and not seeing Tristan in his usual spot. She smirked and headed for her car. Immediately started the engine and drive off before meeting that sorcerer.
Tristan wasn't depending on his father anymore so he went out to hunt for a good job. He knew Liliana avoided him this morning but let it slide. The fact that they were friends now made his heart always happy even when he didn't deserve her affections.
The whole day went by like tomorrow was so eager to come. Liliana went to a bar to celebrate Raquel's birthday. As she was her best friend she should be there.
Raquel didn't mind drinking the hell out of the bar. Liliana minded but got involved in a game that caused her to drink till she couldn't control her nerves
Tristan waited in his usual spot for her, funny. It had turned to his daily activities but he liked it. He couldn't wait to see that look of displeasure when she see she couldn't escape him tonight.
He was busy with the newspaper to see the virus growing. Scientists said it was an infection caused by the source of water. The citizens needed to find out the cause of such a virus.
Tristan smiled, seems his father was in progress already but did a mistake. Liliana's car stopped by the roadside outside their building. The moment he saw that he knew Liliana wasn't the driver, if she was, she wouldn't have parked there.
Tristan dropped the paper that he could read because of the lamp lights.
A male stepped out of the car and strode around it to get drunk Liliana out. "This isn't my house," she complained as he brought her out. The man was already frustrated.
"Miss Than, please," he pleaded. He looked like a gentleman, a gentle, gentleman. Tristan laughed. Who got this innocent girl drunk?
He watched as she hesitated to come in maybe because she was scared of what he'd do to her. He didn't know and couldn't think of another possibility.
The man with the black hair finally brought her into the building after passing the garden. Tristan stood up from his spot and approached them.
When the man who was Liliana's new colleague found it difficult to get her to walk. He held her waist which Tristan didn't like.
"Liliana," he called her attention and she lifted her dizzy gaze.
She smiled and released herself from the Mister's hold. "Tris. . .tan" she approached him that had his hand folded and because she couldn't keep her stance she stumbled but was caught by Tristan before she fell.
"The good kisser," she said when she looked up at him.