EVELYN

The next three days and I still can't get my mind off the handsome man I met at the club.

"Ugh!" I sighed as I rubbed my face with my palms. No, this is... My thoughts were cut short when Ava started hitting me with a pillow.

"Get your ass off, sleepyhead. It's almost five."

"I'm awake, Ava," I shielded my face with my arms. "Did you say five? Wasn't it twelve noon just five minutes ago? Time went up so fast." I sat up quickly.

"Yes, Eve. What do you expect? Perks of being jobless," Ava snorted, making me roll my eyes. "Anyways, we're going to a fashion event at ATU. It starts by six. We can be present by seven or eight, we don't have to be early."

"What's ATU?" I asked, stretching my body. My eyes went to the wall clock for a moment.

Five O Five. Damn! That was a long ass afternoon nap. I have to take my job hunt seriously once this weekend is over.

"I don't know the full meaning, but Blake and Sean are doing their masters there. Probably some university, when we get there, we will find out."

In an hour plus, we were done dressing up. I was on a long flower dress with thigh high slit while Ava wore body con mini dress with cut-outs on her belly sides.

"It seems like we would be one of the early attendees."

"Who said so? I haven't even started my makeup yet."

"Ava." I groaned sitting back on the bed.

"Yes baby. Sit tight. I've got to look hot."

We finally got to... Atlantic Technological University. I found out the full meaning at the entrance.

"Ohh, heyyy guys." Ava greeted the minute we got to Sean and Blake's table.

"I was thinking you both won't be coming again." Sean said, looking at me first. He stood up and drew out a chair for me. Blake doing the same for Ava.

"Why? Has the event ended?"

"Yeah, almost. One last runway show and it's over."

I shot Ava a withering look. "All thanks to your sister."

"Sorry baby. At least we made to the last show." Ava mumbled, smiling at me weirdly.

"But, there's an after-party." Blake chipped in as he filled out glasses with wine.

"Yippee!" Ava jammed her hands together.

The models who walked on the runway all wore beautiful pieces. I could not stop myself from taking pictures of the spectacular ones.

Yeah, hopefully when the money starts coming in the future, I would be able to get them.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, we have come to the end of today's fashion event. We appreciate all the sponsors, the students and every single one of you for making tonight a huge success. However, it's not fully over yet, the after party just started." The moderator's voice boomed.

The ballroom was filled with cheers. Ava, Blake and a few others made it to the dance floor as soon as the music came up.

"Evelyn, let's join them." Sean brought his hand forward, opening his palm.

It wouldn't hurt to dance with him. I thought as I took his hand with a smile on my face.

"You look stunning, as always, Eve." Sean said when we began moving on the dance floor. His hands on my waist, my hands on his shoulders.

"Thank you."

"Sorry to ask, I don't mean to pry though. I know you're engaged but I happen not to see any ring on your finger."

Fuck! Why did I forget to put on my fake ring?

"Uhmmm..." I was about saying that I left it back home at Toronto even though it sounded stupid, when a man walked up to us.

"Sean, sorry to interrupt."

"James, is there a problem?" Sean paused with our dance, his hands still circled arms my waist.

"Professor Corden wants to see you."

Sean's hands came off my waist. "Did something happen?"

"Yeah, somehow. We couldn't find your designs. I think she wants to show them to one of tonight's sponsors. I heard her saying yours was one of the best."

"Woah," Sean's almost scared look turned into a mixture of astonishment and excitement. "That's... I'm coming right away," he turned to me. "I'll be right back, Eve."

"Sure, I'd be waiting. Congratulations." I squeezed his hands gently.

"Thank you." He walked away with James, who I suppose should be his course mate.

"Pheww." I breathed a sigh of relief. That was so close. I was happy for Sean. This would be a huge milestone for him if the said sponsor gives him a job.

But I was more happier now 'cause I don't get to answer his last question. I pray he gets so overly excited that he doesn't remember to ask that when he returns.

A man's voice said from behind me. "So, we meet again."

I spun around, looking up at the person speaking and...

It was the Greek god from the club. Whoops! Why are my palms getting sweaty? Evelyn , calm the fuck down. Can't you be composed for once?

He was dressed in another suit, this time dark blue. I was able to see him more clearly than we first met. He was tall, his hair was short, dark and curly. His eyes, so blue I could drown in them. His nose, pointed. His tiny lips pleading to be kissed thoroughly. Infact his face was carved out of stone. If his looked this perfect I wonder how other parts would be.

I could literally swear that only seeing him made my inside tingle, my panties wet.

Wait, does he know I'd be here? I sobered up. What if he's a stalker as Sean said the other time.

I brushed off the thought immediately. I wasn't even all that for a man like him to monitor my movements.

Maybe he was a student...or perhaps even a sponsor. He sure does looked like the latter.

"Hey... Hello." I finally said when I found my voice back.

"Do you mind?" He asked for a dance.

"No...no, not at all. I remember I owe you one." I wasted no time in taking his hand.

When his hands came around my waist, I felt so giggily. I hoped he didn't notice that.

"Who's the designer behind what you're wearing?" He took a full glance at my gown.

"My dress?" I wanted to laugh. Designer? For a dress my mom bought from a local store.

"Yes."

"Ohh," I laughed nervously. "I have no idea. It belonged to my mom."

"And you're a fashion student?" He cocked his eyebrow.

"I'm not. I was invited by my best friend's brother who happens to be one."

"Alright, that's fair," He spun me around, my back behind him. His breath on my neck made me shut my eyes for a few seconds.

What was this man doing to me? I feel so glued, so willing. I didn't want this dance to end anytime soon.

When I opened them, it was Ava's wide eyes that I met. I smiled at her before he made me face him again. "So I guess, you won't be staying here for long then"

"Not really unless you think four months is a short period."

"Your accent, American?"

"Nope, Canadian, from Toronto."

"That's nice to know. We..." His sentence was cut short when his phone beeped. "I'm sorry. That was my alarm," he said bringing out his phone and turning the sound off. "I have to be somewhere in the next few minutes."

"No issues."

"I can compensate with a dinner tomorrow night. What do you say?"

"Yeah, sure." No woman in her right senses could possibly tell this man no. There was something about his voice that made me want to do anything he wants. I was just answering his questions as he asked.

"Ahh, good. Put your address and phone number here." He said giving me his phone.

I frantically typed in 132 Wisconsin Estate. Thank goodness I took note of it this evening before coming here. I also typed my phone number, the two of them in case one didn't go through.

Yes, I was that needy, that desperate.

Then I handed him his phone back.

"Jesse, my driver would pick you up by seven." He said walking away.

I just remembered I didn't even ask him any questions, not even his name. It was now that he wasn't close to me that I got a hold of myself. "Wait, I didn't get your name."

"Ian. My name is Ian."

I couldn't even process the swirl of emotions I was feeling at the moment when Ava put her arm around my shoulder.

"It's the man from the club?"

"Yes, Ava." I put my hand on my beating chest.

"Damn! The club lights didn't do justice to his appearance."

"He asked me out to dinner. It's tomorrow though."

"You said yes, right?"

"I... I did."

"Yayyy! My best friend's got a new dick!" Ava cheered, hugging me tightly. "I have enough time to prep you up to be fucked!" She added, grinning wickedly.

EVELYN

"Ava, this can barely cover my boobs." I lifted up the tiny piece of clothing she threw on the bed.

"I'm sorry, don't tell me it's that pair of little pumpkins that you call boobs." She pointed at my chest.

"That are thrice your own size." I shot back.

Ava held onto her own boobs with her mouth wide open. "Ouch. Always bringing a bomb to a gun fight."

"You know I'm not lying though." I raised the little gown up. "Ava, this should be for a five year old not a woman like me in her late twenties."

"Put it on first. It's made of elastic fabric," Ava suggested. "Are you checking the time. You said his driver would be here by seven. This is ten minutes past six." She pointed at the wall clock.

"I've freshened up already..."

"Did you shave?" Ava made motioned with her fingers around her vagina area. "You know...in case..." She gave me a smug look which clearly told me the reason behind her question.

"My pussy has always been bald. Why are you asking though. I'm not fucking someone I just met."

"No issues, honey. Try out the gown already."

"You know my denim jumpsuit would have been better."

"No, no, Eve. You're going on your first date with a sexy, probably wealthy man. You've got to look smoking hot, not like an elementary school teacher."

I took off my towel and picked up my bra.

"And yes, leave our your bra and maybe, your panties as well."

I didn't listen to her though I left out my bra, wearing only my lace panties. Slowly and carefully, I slipped into the dress so it wouldn't tear.

"Woah!" Ava gasped. "This is fire, girl!"

I walked to the mirror to actually see if I was burning.

Okay, this is some smoke. I thought.

I was on a strapless very mini dress that was inches below my bum. The fabric hugged my curves with ease. The neckline dipped down enough to tease. But the back was the main thing... completely bare, exposing my skin from shoulder to waist.

"I can manage it." I mumbled, taking an instant liking of the dress. Never knew I had these curves.

"Oh please. You look stunning. Sit down, lemme touch up your face a little. Your hair needs some styling as well."

"Be light with the makeup, Ava." I said this 'cause I know Ava. She would make me sit down for hours baking on my face. Morever, I wasn't a huge fan of makeup.

"Voilà! Done."

Ava followed my instructions to the core. My hair has always been in waves, so I guess she only did a little styling.

"Sean is out, right?" I did not want him to see me looking this way.

"Yeah, with Blake."

"Okay, thank God."

"I forgot to tell you, Eve. I fucked Blake last night."

"But we slept on the same bed?"

"No, we did it at the party, in the women's restroom precisely. It was quick and hot." She bit on her bottom lip.

"Avaaa!" I gave her a side eye laughing.

"I can still feel his dick pounding inside me."

"You're naughty." I giggled.

"Yeah, Blake's naughty little girl."

"Is Sean aware of you two?" Cause I know that men don't like their friends hitting on their sisters.

"What! Noo, He would have Blake's head."

I thought as much.

"That's you'd be sneaking around for four months?"

"Don't worry, darling. I have my way around it. It's almost seven. Mr Sexy's Driver should be..."

My phone vibrated followed by a loud ring.

"Uh oh." I picked up my phone. The number on the screen was unsaved. I slid the call through. "Hey..."

"Good evening, ma'am. It's Jesse..."

"I'd be outside in a minute." I said, grabbing my clutch purse.

"Is he the one?"

"Yeah. Gotta go."

Ava and I went outside. I wasn't shocked to see the car right in front of us. Ian has been giving those signs already.

It was a Rolls Royce. Not certain of the model, but it actually did look like one of these recent ones.

"Wow! Your new dick really do have money."

He sure do.

"Keep your phone on, Ava. I'd be returning tonight."

"No issues, baby. One more thing." Ava drew me close as she whispers something to my ear. "Make sure he touches that kitty."

"Lol, rest." I patted her cheek. "See you when I see you."

The drive to wherever the dinner was going to take place wasn't far at all. We left at exactly six minutes past seven. We arrived at seven twenty. And oh...it was a restaurant.

I was surprised to see that there was no car outside, just the one I'm currently inside.

"We're here, ma'am." Jesse said, not turning back to look at me.

Okay, this was creepy. Everywhere was damn quiet. I could still see the lights, no doubt but...

Eve, this dude might actually be a serial killer or some sex trafficker.

My goodness! My heart rate sped up. Where is my goddamn phone? I have to call 911...

At that moment, the car door opened and there he was.

The man who was going to kill me, divide my body into parts and feed on them later, was right beside me with his palm out.

Did I forget to mention that he would fuck me first?

"Heyy."

"I... Ian, hello."

Eve, try to be an optimist for once and see how the date goes.

He helped me out of the car.

"I thought you..." He paused staring at me, completely thrown off guard.

Mr Perfect wasn't that perfect after all. Thanks Ava for this thirst trap excuse of a dress.

"Damn!" He swallowed hard. "Y...you... Damn!" He cursed again.

Wait, did he just stutter? Ahh, he's actually human. I believe now.

"You look so out of this world. Woah!"

"Thank you. You clean up nice yourself." As usual, he was on a suit, a black one.

"Come on, let's go inside."

When we got in, I was stunned to speak. There was only a table for two in the center of the entire restaurant. The decorations were top notch as if a proposal was about to happen.

Okay, what does this man want really? I asked myself. You only met this girl twice and you're going all out for her.

"I booked the entire place tonight," Ian said. "And before we sit down to eat, I have something for you." He brought out a green velvet box from his pocket.

What in the name of a Cinderella story was going on here? Was he about to propose?

Then, he opened the box. It was a silver necklace with some hints of green tips.

"Oh my..." My hands covered my open mouth. "It... it's so beautiful."

"I got it the first time we met at the club. It matches with the color of your eyes." He carefully picked it up. "Can you turn?"

I did.

I didn't even realize I hadn't worn a necklace until this point.

I felt his hands shifting my hair as he put the piece on my neck, clasping it. I could not stop myself from opening my phone camera to see how it looked, my fingers tracing on the gems.

"Thank you very much." I faced him now.

"It's nothing... It just occurred to me that I don't know your name."

"Ohh." I giggled. "Eve...my name is Evelyn."

"Evelyn, what a fine name. Come let's eat." He said as he drew out a chair for me first.

A young woman who I supposed should be the waitress came to take our orders.

As we ate, Ian cleared his throat quietly, about to start a conversation. "I know you'd be asking why is he doing all this when we only saw two times. What does he want?"

I stared him blankly as I raised a tiny bit of chicken to my mouth.

He took a gulp of champagne before continuing. "Going straight to the point, so I don't waste our time. You and I would be here for four months. I'd love to spend time with you for that period."

I still kept mute, my mouth only moving 'cause of the food inside.

"On certain terms and conditions..."

I knew it. Every fucking thing has a price. "Okayy?"

"We won't know anything about each other asides our names which we both know now. We would live together as a couple, do what normal couples do...if you know what I mean, without any expectations." He said with a smirk. "Then once the four months is done, we both go our separate ways. No questions. No answers."

"Hmmm...."

"Four months, babe. And I'm promising you the best life..."

Tell me why at this point I got really pissed. Does he think I'm that cheap, that he could easily win me over with all these romantic gestures.

Men. Doing everything within their power to get a woman's pussy. Tsk.

"Best sex, I'd make your fantasies come true." He brought his hand to my exposed thigh.

"Ohh yeah?"

He nodded. "You're catching up quickly. So, what do you say, babe? Let's get on with the contract."

I wiped my mouth with the napkin on the table, standing up slowly. I reached out for the necklace at my back, unclasped it. Then making sure I put it on his palms.

"I'm sorry to burst your bubble, Mister. I'm not a whore. Go find yourself one to fulfill what ever sick fantasies you have in your brain."

"Wait..."

"Don't touch me. Call your driver to take me home, please. I'm done with this conversation."

Thank goodness tomorrow is Monday. I'm definitely going to find a job. 'Cause this was another perk of being jobless.

KILLIAN

Eve was different.

Or maybe, she was playing hard to get.

The last fourteen women I had entanglements with, never turned me down on the first dates. They were even willing to be in my bed on our very first meeting.

Not only did she turn me down, she took off the emerald neck piece I gifted her, shoving it into my hands.

Okay, that's something.

And it's actually bad. Very bad. She literally bruised my ego.

Yes, I've already made up my mind she's my new pum pum. But that didn't mean I was going to crawl to get her. Never.

I'm not the type of man who chases women. It was the other way round.

Ahh! Killian, take a chill pill. You're crashing out.

And why the fuck was my dick excited?

"Calm down little man, Eve's not yours yet." I patted on my enraged cock. But he chose not to listen. It was as of it got happier hearing Eve's name.

Fuck! Eve would pay for this torture she was making me pass through. Definitely.

My ringing phone snapped me out of my thoughts. It was my driver.

"Sir, she has gotten home."

"Alright, Jesse. I'm coming out now." I said as I rose up from my seat. I looked down at my trouser to know if my arousal was visible.

Damn, it was.

I pulled off my suit jacket and pulled out my carefully tucked in white shirt. I heaved a sigh of relief when I got covered.

Putting my returned gift into my pocket, I grabbed my jacket and left. It was time to devise another means of convincing Eve to accept my offer.

As soon as I reached my penthouse, to my bedroom, I yanked off my tie and threw it on the bed before unbuttoning my shirt.

I peeled off my trousers.

"Shit!" I hissed. My cock was threatening to tear my briefs. I was aching so bad.

Another night to use a cold shower. I hope it would calm me down as usual, but I was damn wrong.

My thoughts drifted, Eve all over my mind. No woman has gotten me this worked up in a very long time.

I took off my briefs, freeing my full blown cock.

No, no, I wasn't going to touch myself. I thought. But the erotic scenes conjured in my head about Eve seemed not be helping matters.

Twisting my shower knob, I snatched my body wash and poured a sizeable amount on my shaky hand. The water from my shower head fell in tiny drops slowly.

I imagined what would be like if Eve's hand on my cock right now. Worse, how her lips would clung on it perfectly. I felt a new wave of arousal run through me, veins on my rock hard length.

"Bloody hell!" I grabbed my cock with my soapy hand. This would be the last time I'd be going solo. It was a promise.

A silent curse left my lips when I gave myself the first stroke, my eyes closed. On my mind now, I was seeing Eve tonight on that dress. That provocative dress.

Eve's legs. I stroke.

Eve's bare back. Another stroke.

Eve's face. Stroke four.

I began pumping when I imagined what would have after she had accepted offer.

I don't usually smash my entanglements on our first dates.

But Eve was a fucking exception!

I pictured kissing her senseless as I strip her dress off, her soaked panties following. I was certain she would gasp, those big green eyes on shock. Then, I would be use my tongue to run through the length of her sleek body. At this point, her moans would be everywhere.

Damn! How was Eve's moans sound like? Whatever the sound, I don't mind 'cause it was driving me crazy.

"Ahh!" I groaned as I rubbed the bead of arousal at the tip of my still hard cock.

My mouth on her nipples, sucking and soft biting.

Her belly button.

Her thighs.

Her pussy. Ohhh, heavenly!

My hands imprinting on her ass, holding her tightly as I eat her out. I bet she'd taste divine.

I supported myself by holding the wall with my other hand. My legs were getting wobbly. My body was literally burning.

At this point in my mind fantasy, she'd be pouring herself into my mouth which I would gladly swallow, making sure I took every single drop. As she would still be undergoing ripples of intense peaking, that'd be the perfect moment to slam my cock into her.

The cock in my hand now into her warmth.

I sped up with my strokes.

Imaginations of Eve's throaty cries filling my ears as I fuck her in and out with an increased pace, her hands on my back, her nails scratching and digging...

The fantasy collapsed as my body erupts in pleasure. I shut my eyes tightly and hot cum shoot out of my cock, my pent up sexual frustration released.

My chest heaved with every breath after I was done. My dick was already soft and flat.

"Fuck you, Eve," I cursed silently while I rested my head on the wall.

I adjusted the knob of my shower, letting the water rush out faster.

In what seemed like ten minutes after, I was through with washing up. I slipped into my bath robe as I stepped into my bedroom.

It was ten minutes past nine. There was plenty of time left to make a quick order.

"Jack, can you go down to any florist's shop and get me three big bouquets of white roses." I said to my personal butler.

"Alright, Mr Gray."

"I'm sending two thousand. Make sure you get really good ones."

"At your service, Sir."

I ended the call, tossing my phone to the bed. Opening my first drawer, I brought out the new phone I got for Evelyn, an iPhone 16.

I usually get new phones for my women that they'd use to reach out to me personally.

Yes, I have different numbers.

I scribbled some words on my note, then tore out the page. This, along with the flowers and phone would be going to Eve's place by tomorrow morning.

I was shooting my shot again...and this time, I was going to add a new condition to our contract.

Something I've never done before.