For the next two days, the workers of Lionbel company didn't report to duty. Some went shopping, others visited their children yet others chose to spent the work off days with Roshi's friends.They kept the atmosphere warm and everyone enjoyed their company. Among them, Roshi and Michael were the happiest.
Outside, the darkness was setting in. Cars could be seen departing from Roshi's house. Others downstairs are preparing for dinner. The three days were hectic yet joyful. Being the host, Roshi felt exhausted. Upstairs, he is resting in his bedroom when a sudden knock stirs him awake. Not expecting any visitor as he had asked not to be disturbed, he puts a long face and stares at the door in annoyance. Hearing the second knock, he lazily cralws from bed towards the door. His hand comes in contact with the door nob but on second thought, he peeks to see who this intruder is.
Suddenly, sleep eludes him and his haggard self straightens up. The senses of his body jump into action and certain excitement washes over him. Trying to calm his nerves, he takes to deep breaths and wills his body to calm down.
On the other side of the door, Vivian has been waiting for a response only to receive none. Lion had warned her not to disturb Roshi but she couldn't help but want to see him one more time before she called it a day. While she couldn't tell what it is, something about Roshi has been drawing her towards him. It has been a riddle she had been trying to solve since she met him to no avail. Before coming upstairs, she had been debating with her mind but her emotions overcame her reasoning. 'should i head back? Maybe he is already asleep' she thought. Just as she had taken the second step back, the door clicks open and she turns abruptly to see no one at the door. Though relieved to see the door wide open, her emotions are in turmoil as the takes small steps inside the room. The door closes behind her, and she is now standing in the middle of the room a cup in her hands while moving her eyes from one corner to another. It is at this moment that her attention is captured by the running water in the bathroom, a confirmation that the person she so much desired was inside. A wave of excitement passes through her and she bends to place the cup on the table beside her only to be captured by a photograph of young Roshi placed on the table. In the photo, Roshi is standing beside a pool shirtless. At the back, he had a mole in between his shoulders.The same mole which is behind her back at the exact same location. Lost in deep thoughts as a result of such a coincidence, she is startled by the presence of the person behind her. Standing upright, she looks at the mirror infront of her and their eyes meet. For about thirty seconds, they stare at each other. Their facial expression betraying the emotions they are trying so hard to conceal.
Shifting her eyes from his intoxicating eyes, she fixes them on his lips.
'pinks lips eh? How would they feel in my mouth?' she thought as her eyes shifts to his strong neck, down his well broadened shoulders, mascular chest hands and a slim waist. ' how long did it take to create him?'
On the other hand, Roshi is straining to maintain his sanity and her burning gaze wasn't helping. The raw desire in her eyes only multiplied his own. Unable to take it any more, he takes a step closer and near her ear " vi..an" he whispered.
The sudden sound startles her and as a result of abrupt turning she loses her balance only for two strong arms to hold her in place before she could fall. Her face turns red from embarrassment as well as their close proximity. Roshi draws her closer to him and gives her a tender and loving look. He slowly bends torwards her, with their eyes fixed on each other. As they get closer, she parts her lips slightly and just as their their lips are about the touch " Hey there son.. have you seen Lion?" Michael intrupts them.
Letting go, "No father," Roshi answers.
"Alright. Sorry for interruption."
It is at this moment that Vivian notices how wet Roshi was.
"You'll catch a cold," she rushes to get a towel from his shoulder and help him dry himself up. In the process of doing so, she accidentally touches his chest from time to time igniting the fire which was slowly fading. As the knowledge of what she is doing hits her, she quickly drops her hands to only come in contact with his bulging manhood earning a moan from him. At this point, he couldn't hold in anymore and he quickly carries her to the sofa on the other corner.