CHAPTER 3 : STUPID INNOCENCE
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It's my...She paused, not sure how Kelvin would react to what she had to say.
“Is this your first time?” he stopped all action and asked seriously, his expression shifting to genuine concern.
Shying away, she softly nodded, feeling nervous. “You mean you are still a virgin?” he inquired, his voice gentle yet probing.
“Yes… I am,” she responded softly, the weight of her admission hanging in the air between them. Kelvin went quiet for a minute.
"s**t s**t, Marianne you are so stupid...why! Why! You shouldn't have mentioned that. Oh my god what do I say next." She battled with her thoughts.
As she was about talking, they both spoke up at the same time.
"But I still want it," Marianne said.
"Do you still want it?" Kelvin asked.
"I am sorry, go first." Marianne continued.
"No it's fine, ladies first." Kelvin responded with a light smile.
"Yes I want this" she said with a low tone which set their awkward moment back to the mood.
He could see the certainty in her eyes, a reflecting her inner thoughts. Slowly he moved towards her.
“Then I promise I will be gentle with you,” he said, reassuring her, with a sultry baritone which sent shivers down her spine.
“You promise?” Marianne asked, her lashes flickering as her gaze drifted upward to meet his.
“yes, very very gentle” he said as he sprawled her, his limbs pressing into the mattress, pinning her underneath him.
She giggled, laid still on her back as he tugged the the duvet over them.
***
Marianne was happy to had experienced a wonderful night, from the beautiful suite, to a romantic night with Kelvin Quinn himself.
The memories of her one night stand kept replying in her mind. She smiled to herself as she thought...
"Ahhh, damn his so good...Oh I feel so sour down there"
She immediately snapped out of her thoughts, rolled and turned herself onto the other side of the bed… Sadly, Kelvin was not there.
She called out to him but got no response. Sluggishly she moved her limbs and got up to leave, but that was when she noticed an envelop on the stool beside the bed.
She slowly picked it, and in the rush of her emotions, different scenarios formed in her head.
"What could be in it"
She hesitated to open it for a moment, thoughts brushing through her mind.
“Please don`t be a sack letter she said repeatedly to herself as she opened the envelop.
"Use this to get whatever you need…"
Smiley Face BOSS.
Marianne got excited while reading the letter and even more happy seeing a huge some of cash in the envelop.
"Are we like lovers now? she thought to herself and was so happy leaving the suite. She could not wait to tell Amy everything.
***
Marianne bursted into her apartment, with a bold smile, her face lighting up as she called out to her friend Amy, “Amy? Are you sleeping?”
The sound of running water echoed from the bathroom, and Amy’s voice shouted back.
“No, I am in the bathroom!”
Marianne, filled with excitement, immediately rushed toward the bathroom, her heart racing with joy.
She jumped like a little girl as she moved. Once she reached the bathroom door, she reached into her purse, pulled out the envelope, and handed it to Amy.
Amy feels the envelope rustling it softly, she was very curious, but decided to ask seeing how happy her friend was.
“what is this? ”She asked, confused but eager to understand.
“Open it, open it,” Marianne sang repeatedly.
Trying to figure out why an envelope made her so happy she decided to open it...Astonished by the amount of cash she was looking at.
She decided to judge based on Marianne`s expressions.
“is this what you earn as a secretary to Mr Grumpy?”Amy asked still trying to figure out everything.
Immediately, Marianne started talking almost in a fast-forwarded speed, her words tumbling out in a rush of excitement as she energetically pulled off her shoes, accessories, and every other things she had worn to the party.
“No, by the way… it’s too early for my salary,” Marianne responded, her voice light and playful, giggling and smiling as she brushed a stray hair behind her ear.
“So… whose money is this?” Any asked as she raised an eyebrow, intrigued and puzzled all at once, trying to catch up with Marianne's excitement, yet still feeling lost.
“Read the letter,” Marianne said, her eyes sparkling with mischief, and she soon began humming to a love song.
She danced to her hum as she moved to the mirror, then started wiping off her makeup from last night.
Amy peeped into the envelope, found the letter, and read it to herself, she smiled and then continued.
“Oh wow, so you and Mr Grumpy are now friends?” she said on reading the letter.
”I don`t know about friends, but I think we are lovers!”
Marianne responded, feeling so bubbly.
On hearing this Amy dropped the envelop and walked out of the bathroom, trying to process what she heard and also getting ready for work.
Marianne followed her closely and started running her mouth like a faucet.
“We met at the party, he was really nice and super sweet to me the whole time, we talked well and when I got so drunk that I could`t get back home, he took care of me, took me to his suite and we did It!, it was very romantic and…”
”wait, wait hold on, you did what exactly” Amy asked hoping it wasn’t what she thought.
“we made out… yeah we had s*x” Marianne said very excited but her excitement did not last for long.
“What! Why would you do something like that to yourself” Amy asked more concerned than angry; even though anger rang a loud bell, in the tone of her voice.
“I don’t understand. What do you mean?” Marianne responded. But now, all the smiles she had on her face had fallen off.
“That fat envelop filled with cash, was your payment for the s*x” Amy said feeling so disappointed.
“No, it’s not,” Marianne responded in denial. “You were not there to see the way he looked at me, the way he treated me, ”she said proudly and a little bit boastfully.
“I don`t need to be there Marianne, it`s Kelvin Quinn we are talking about, we both know stories of him with random ladies, he doesn't care about you" Amy said hoping she would get her point.
“He does and I am not a random lady” she responded with pride.
“No you are not, you are just his secretary” Amy responded with sarcasm and moved toward the door.
Marianne turned in haste and asked...
"Are you jealous?”
Amy responded with disgust.
”Jealous? You think I am jealous?”
”Yes, maybe… Because my first experience was with Almighty Kelvin Quin, and yours was with your stepfather!"
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