One Night Only

Lillie

The conversation becomes more friendly and cheerful between them. I just watch them with a frown. It’s weird to see my mom with this guy and it’s even stranger to see that man being kind and polite. I know it’s just a performance, and for what? I don’t know. Then I’ll ask him why he put all this blessed theater together.

My dear niece comes to our side and snuggles in the middle of us. I shake his mane, which he brings loose. She lets out a giggle.Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Abu, Mom says the table is ready,” he informs her. Titi, she also says to help Abu and to invite your boyfriend to stay for lunch” she tells me sweetly.

What? !! Which boyfriend?

My sister is already making silly ideas in her head, and the worst of all is that she tells them to the girl so that she can say them too. I’ll have to talk to her about this later.

The idiot lets out a laugh without much being heard. I strike him with the look. Don’t even get ideas from the words of a six-year-old.

“Of course, he will also come to eat with us” my mother answers and stands up.

I help her to lead us to the dining room. I put aside my annoyance at the invitation made by my family. My bad mood will take longer to fade. We arrived and took a seat. He’s following us. Then he stands next to me, since my sister gave him that place. I give her a daggy look, which she ignores. What’s the matter with him? All they need is for me to marry him. No, no, not crazy. Dead first than to have anything to do with this prick.

The food goes away in conversations between my mother and Alex, also between questions they ask the Devil. “Because of your accent, where are you from?”, “What do you do for a living?”, “Do you have a family?”, “Are you single?”. These ladies are really really bad. I don’t know what they think or what they think there is between us to dare to ask him all those questions. I just wonder if his answers are true or if they are part of his performance and they are all pure lies. Thinking things over, I remember that this guy is full of lies, which is a great gift he has. Maybe it’s one of their personalities. He can’t be trusted.

I get startled when I feel someone squeezing my naked thigh. I turn my gaze towards the causer; he is still well into the conversation. He ignores me. At that I feel him caressing my skin gently with his knuckles, making me shudder. A heat invades my body. His hand goes up to my crotch. I tighten my muscles and close my legs to forbid him to pass. I notice that he wrinkles his forehead a little. He gives me a sidelong glance when my mom turns to my sister and squeezes my leg to show me that he’s upset about what I did. What did he think? That I was going to let him put his hand in front of my family? This guy is completely crazy. I slap his hand to get his hand off my leg.

“How old are you?

My niece’s voice takes me out of the bubble I was in.

He ignores me again and focuses on my little niece. She smiles at him sweetly.

False.

“Twenty-nine. I will be thirty in a very short time” he replies.

Will he really be that age? I don’t think he’s lying by putting on a lot of years. It takes me ten. I don’t think she’s going to raise her age to try to get along with me and make my family like her. In that case, I would reduce it.

But what am I thinking? He doesn’t want to date me, he just wants to take me to bed, have fun for one night and then dump me.

“Really?” now my mother asks. Apparently, she doubts it too”. And yet you’re single. You are very handsome. I don’t think you need female candidates.

Now I understand why you doubt it.

I snort with despair at his interrogatories and his daring answers as well.

He lets out a low chuckle and sees me out of the corner of his eye.

“It’s just that the one hadn’t arrived. “He winks at me when he finishes his sentence.

What’s that for?

Idiot.

“And now do you?” my mother is questioning him.

I pretend to choke on my drink and interrupt their lively conversation. Everyone turns to look at me. Abruptly, I stand up, grab my plate and take it to the sink. I don’t want to listen to this absurd talk anymore.

After washing the cutlery, I turn to get out of there. My mother talks to me to ask me where I’m going, so I reply that I’ll go to the bathroom, that I’ll be back in a moment. The truth is an excuse to get away from him and not hear that strange talk anymore. I stay locked up in the bathroom for a few minutes after pouring water on my face and a little on my neck to lower the heat it caused in me a few moments ago when it touched my leg.

There’s a knock on the door. It’s Alex; he warns me that the Devil will already leave. I sigh hard. He’s finally gonna get out of here. I would like to stay here until I do, but my sister insists that I come out to say goodbye. Let them say goodbye, I’m not even interested. I want him a thousand meters away from me.

He knocks on the door many more times. I shake my head, go outside and look at her. She looks at me with a “We’ll talk about this later” expression. I close my eyes and walk away to return to the living room. I find only him. He is standing leaning on the wall leading to the exit. Crossed on his feet and with his hands in his pockets, he contemplates me from his place. He straightens up when I stop a little away from him and walks towards me with his stupid smile and his penetrating gaze. I’m backing up. My back hits the hallway wall. He corners me. His face is a few inches from mine.

My heart starts beating wildly, my eyes open wider and my body starts shaking.

“Don’t be afraid” he whispers. His voice comes out hoarser”, I won’t do anything to you yet” he says in a sexual tone. “Runs his tongue over his upper lip and then bites the lower one slowly.

I am disturbed by his words and his act. The heat returns to my body. My breathing starts to get agitated.

“Long “I’m trying to sound firm and serious.

“I know you want it too,” he expresses very confidently. I don’t know why you keep resisting. Your mind refuses, but your body desperately asks for it. “He utters every word in my ear as he brushes his lips against me. “When I touch you, I notice how you shudder. That gives you away and he’s screaming at you to fuck you, to make you mine completely.

Just by feeling his breath and his touches I already feel that I burn.

I shudder completely, to the point of feeling heat and humidity in my intimate part.

I hate that my body starts to feel these strange sensations, making me feel this way, but what it hates the most is that he is absolutely right.