Enigma Of The Killer Lecturer

A Kiss That Can't Be Refused

"Delicious!" She muttered. The word just came out of her mouth. Robert's cooking was absolutely delicious, just like the bread he was making that time.

Even though Soraya had given her sincere compliments, Robert did not budge. He continued eating until he was done and didn't speak at all. All that could be heard was the sound of knives and forks clashing against the plate.

After the food on her plate was finished, Soraya almost burped. She was so full that she didn't know what she looked like when she ate. At home, she is the most greedy child. Her body even fat until the age of 14 years. But since entering high school, she decided to diet and managed to lose 30 kg of weight.

"Thanks for the food, it's delicious!" Once again, Soraya tried to give a compliment. Hope this time Robert responds to her compliments.

"You really like eating, don't you?" Ask Robert. The response was quite surprising because he actually asked about sensitive things that women don't like. That is the portion of the meal.

"Geez, why did he even ask that? Wasn't he the one who told me to finish it all?" She thought. Even though she was a little offended, for some reason Soraya couldn't get angry. Of course because she had been invited to dinner for free.

"Hehehehe... that's how it is! Because your cooking is really delicious, so I can't stop eating." She answered with a clumsy laugh.

"Oh, I see?" He said while sipping a cup of green tea.

Seeing his cold and stiff demeanor, Soraya began to lose her mind to find a topic of conversation. She thought, how can a woman live with a man who is too quiet like this?

At first, Soraya thought a quiet and calm man was cool, but after she tried to get this far, she found it very difficult.

"What was I thinking? He invited me to dinner at his house not because he had special feelings for me. He just thought I was one of his students who happened to be painted by him. That's all!"

Recalling the painting, her mind immediately turned to the painting of the naked woman wrapped in rope in her dream. The woman was very similar to Diana, although her face was not very clearly visible, but remembering the same incident happened as in her dream made Soraya think that the woman's painting really existed.

"I'll show you the painting!" Robert got up from his chair and headed for a room on the first floor.

A little uneasy, Soraya followed in Robert's footsteps even though she had a bad feeling. Not only her hunch, but her mind was filled with negative things.

She remembered the movie she saw in the cinema with David. The film tells of a psychopath who kills his victims in the house and collects his organs for collection. One of his victims was invited to have dinner at his house, but in the food he had prepared, he was given a drug that paralyzed the victim's body for several hours and that's when the psychopath launched his action to torture and kill his victim.

Soraya gulped, she began to hesitate to enter the room in front of her. She thought that maybe it was a torture chamber and she was the next victim.

"Why are you standing there? Come in!" Said Robert who was standing next to a painting covered with a white cloth.

"B-but, I-" Soraya stuttered. She was very scared and thought to get out of this place before her life ended.

Soraya felt dizzy in her head. Her eyes glazed over and her body began to ache. Strange, she did not know why this could happen. However, Soraya resignedly stepped into a room filled with dozens of paintings on the walls.

Most of the paintings are portraits of toddler girls with brown hair smiling happily in beautiful dresses. A few more paintings are of a boy with light brown hair and blue eyes who stares blankly without expression. Soraya trembled, she felt the expression of the boy, the boy in the painting was exactly the same as Robert Stanley's. There was a painting lying in the corner of the room and covered in a brown cloth.

"Brown cloth?" Her mind immediately fell on the brown cloth covering the mysterious painting in her dream.

Soraya felt this was a bad omen and hoped that she still had a chance to escape from this house and save her life.

"What are you doing? This is your painting!"

"I-I'd better, I'll go-"

Robert Stanley pulled the cloth over the painting. Shows a painting that makes Soraya's eyes widen. A painting of a woman standing in front of a lake. Paintings that look real, very real as if they were not paintings made by human hands, but camera lenses and printing presses.

Her fear suddenly disappeared. Soraya was amazed, the woman in the painting was her and that made her can't can speak.

"I-that's me?"

"Yes!"

"Is that true?"

"You don't seem to like it, do you?"

"N-no! Of course I like it! So good, so amazing! Truly amazing. I don't think someone like me could possibly paint something this good. It seems so impossible!" Her chest tightened, her eyes glazed over. Soraya did not believe that she deserved to be the object of a painting by a famous painter like Robert Stanley whose work has been worldwide.

"Ugh..." Her head started to spin. She didn't know what made her like this. Right now she really didn't want to think anymore that the food Robert served her was the cause.

However, as her whole body began to weaken. Soraya resigned if indeed all people's suspicions were proven that Robert Stanley was not a good person to be trusted.

Seeing Soraya almost fainted, Robert Stanley lifted her body and carried her to his room. Robert laid Soraya on his bed and covered her body.

Soraya didn't know what was going on, but right now she couldn't think of anything. After letting Soraya rest in her room, Robert stepped out leaving Soraya alone.

"Is he preparing the equipment to kill me? Am I really going to die here?" She thought. Tears welled up in her eyes, she resigned herself to the fact that it was impossible for her to escape under these circumstances.

About 7 minutes later, Robert came into the room. But not with knives, saws, rifles or boats. Instead, he brought a tray containing a glass of water and medicine.

Robert placed the tray on the bedside table and helped Soraya to lift her head so she could take the medicine.

"You haven't taken your medicine yet? Didn't the doctor tell you that you should take your medicine on time!" He said as he took the medicine that Soraya thought was her medicine which she should have kept in her bag.

"Th-this?"

"Sorry, I took this medicine in your bag. I thought you would definitely take it!"

Soraya was stunned, she felt her mind drifting far away, flying into the sky. Robert helps her to take medicine, but she thinks that Robert will kill her.

Soraya cried, she felt that she was a bad person. It's really bad to start being influenced by the false rumors.

Robert did not know what made Soraya cry. However, seeing this girl's reaction earlier. Robert thought that Soraya was afraid of him.

"Thank you, Sir! You are very kind!"

"I'm not that good!"

"No! You are very kind. A woman who can have your love will definitely be the luckiest woman."

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

"Th-that's because I was influenced by the rumors. But I thought-"

"What if the rumors are true? Can you still say that the woman who owns me is a lucky woman?"

Soraya lowered her head, she was afraid she would say the wrong thing and make the atmosphere awkward again.

"I wish I was that lucky woman." She said. Her face turned red and she realized that behind the fear she felt for this figure, Soraya was in love with him.

Robert brought his face closer to Soraya's and landed a kiss on the girl's lips. Soraya was amazed, her eyes opened and she could see very clearly Robert's closed eyes as he kissed her.

His lips were so soft and his kiss was so sweet. Strangely, Soraya felt herself going crazy. A few days ago she had just been harassed by a man, but today she let another man kiss her instead.

"Why? Why can't I stop him? Why don't I want to refuse him? Why? Why am I like this? Is it because I'm really in love with him?"

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