Fall In Love With Lover: The Temptation of a Beautiful Secretary

Blue Eye Ball

"Em, that's delicious." Alexander broke my daydream with his words of praise.

"What Cecilia cooks, mother only helps." Mother responded.

"Huh? Really true?" Alexander was in disbelief. He looked straight at me.

I smile. I can only smile when I feel this comfort. Where the sense of kinship is so strong I feel. I really miss my mom. It felt like he wanted to come with me and sit here. But, it seems like it's just a delusion of my sweet dreams. In fact, I can't make it happen yet.

"Cecilia, just stay here, son. The rain has not yet subsided, the journey is also very far to the city. I'm worried that something might happen if forced to go home." Alexander's mother suggested.

The boy?

It was also as if my heart was trembling to hear Alexander's mother calling me Nak. I don't know why I feel we're so close.

"Don't be afraid, Cecilia. I didn't bite, I did." Alexander added his mother's words.

At once also Alexander's mother put down her tablespoon. "Based on a brat! What do you think mom is, huh?!" Alexander's mother throws her son with a napkin. Alexander immediately ran away from us.

"Absolutely, Ma!"

He apologized to his mother. However, the mother continued to chase and then hit her son. I laughed at their behavior as well. The two looked very close, like friends. And I think I want it too.

Eight o'clock, after dinner....

We just finished dinner. And now Alexander's mother is driving me to the room on the second floor. It was raining outside, so he asked me to stay here. This is also for our safety.

Alexander's mother's house consists of two floors. Upstairs there are two bedrooms adjacent to a separate bathroom. There is also a large outdoor terrace. And it turns out that under the terrace there is a mini swimming pool. So if the night can see the reflection of moonlight from the pool below. It's so beautiful.

"Now it's been almost half nine nights. Cecilia sleeps here, yeah. I worry if I go home even why-why. The streets here are not good at night." Alexander's mother told me.

I know if Alexander's mother's paying attention to me. But it feels a little excessive. Just getting to know you've been staying overnight, it feels impolite. But if you look around, the rain has not stopped since then. The sound of lightning also came in the sky. It might not hurt if I stayed here.

"Em, Mum. But Cecilia doesn't feel good about staying over." I'm being honest with him.

We finally arrived in front of the room on the second floor. "It's okay, son. Alexander also recently brought a woman home. He must be very worried if anything happens. Be rested. This is Alexander's brother and sister's room. I cleaned it up." Alexander's mother was so considerate of me.

Suddenly my heart was shocked to hear his words. I don't think I have any reason to refuse this kindness. I nodded when I saw the sincerity on his face.

"Thank you, Mom."

I don't know why my hand moved by itself to hug the body of this middle-aged woman. Drop by drop my tears also fell down my cheeks. Along with that I saw Alexander go up to the second floor and see us who were hugging. I immediately took my arms off her mother.

Alexander's mother rubbed my face. He gave me the key to the room I was going to fill. He then left in front of me and gave me a smile. Then it passed by his silent son glued to the stairs. He also hit his son's ass.

"Oh, Mama!" Alexander yelled as his mother hit him in the ass.

"Don't be naughty!" his mother said as she went down the stairs.

"Yes-yes." Alexander responded while rubbing his butt.

I don't know why my tears seem reluctant to stop when I see their closeness. I really want that to happen to me too. The love and warmth of a mother. But when? When can I feel the happiness of love and family warmth? I'm just a kara here. Only Angela survived with me, and the man I loved was out of nowhere. To date, he has not contacted me.

A few minutes later...

The rain bears witness to my sorrow. Right now I'm standing on the second floor terrace of Alexander's mother's house. Shortly Alexander came to bring me a glass of warm milk. I also gladly accepted it. We ended up standing near the porch fence while holding each other's glasses of milk. Beautiful view of the village from here.

"Cecilia, did something happen to you?" This blue-eyed man asked me.

I shook my head and gulped down the milk given to her. "I'm okay, sir. I'm fine." I tried to smile at him.

Alexander put his milk glass on the terrace table. He then turned my body to face her. "You're hiding something, Cecilia. Don't lie. You're crying, aren't you?" She's staring. "Tell me, what sadness is going on with you?" tanyanya full of sincerity.

I could see the sincerity implied from his face. He really wanted to know what was happening to me. I think he should also know how I really am.

"Sir, I .. miss the house," I said, and the tears fell back unceremoniously.

"Cecilia." Alexander hugged me.

I still hold the milk glass. This glass of milk seemed to be the guardian of the distance between us. But, the warmth of his body I could feel as he hugged me. I think I'm starting to need it. I may have started to depend on him as well.

Before long she let go of his embrace. It seems like he intends to calm my heart. He held both of my shoulders while looking at me deeply. "What's really going on, Cecilia?" he asked, showing his concern for me.

I wiped my tears and gulped the milk back. I also put it on the table. But, before he could, Alexander had helped him. He helped me put this glass of milk down. Then it turned back to me.

"Cecilia, I'm asking you." He repeated what he was asking.

I took a deep breath, trying to divert the real thing that happened to me. "Master, I think .. we've gone too far." I looked down, not daring to look at him.

"You mean?" He asked again, asking me to look at him, but I always avoided it. "Cecilia, please. Tell me what really happened?" He held both my shoulders again.

I also raised my face to look at it. Seeing the clear light of his blue eyeballs that were exposed to the reflection of the light of the lamp. "Sir, I think we're getting too close. We shouldn't be like this. Aren't we just friends?" ask me with a weak tone.