The motorbike parking area has a lot of vacant spaces so it didn't take too long before they are already walking through the hospital’s main entrance. While his professor fills out some forms and checks out certain information at the nurse's station, Hero decides to check his large-screened, high-tech smartphone.
He stares at it for a while, his eyes narrowed to slits while his lips twist in a slightly upset expression.
The room was a mess and the woman unrecognizable by the time he was through. But he was on a high, unlike any drug would give him. It's been a while since he's gotten this sort of thrill from a job. As a matter of fact, it's been a while since he's been given a job!And it's always fan-fucking-tastic when you love your job! It's always such a goddamn rush!Rube stretches his heavily muscled frame, t
Thirty minutes later after he had left Lyra's condominium building, Hero is already parking his bike in his special spot at his workplace. That was actually a record time since he usually takes an hour to get there from school. Lyra’s condo unit was further away.Whenever he’s deep in thought, he would always speed through the roads, letting the fast winds and velocities drive away his problems. Usually, it worked.
Damn, shouldn’t have drunk all of that whiskey after last night's job. I may not have hangovers no matter how much I drink but I’m starting to get really sleepy. And it’s just 10 in the morning too!Hero, as usual, arrives early to his beautiful professor’s class. He still had twenty minutes to burn and to wake up from his sudden bouts of sleepiness so he starts reviewing what happened last night.Finished the interview. Completed the job. Drank myself to sleep. Realized too late that we have special make-up classes today due to a week-long school suspension, no thanks to an intense hurr
She had no choice but to meet him. He may have become so unapproachable and degraded that she can’t even stand the sight of him, she knew that she still cares about him so much.
She recognizes him even if she was just about to cross the roadway in front of the college. A part of her wanted to just bolt back to where she came from and just get out of the university. Even out of the city if that was even possible…Memories. These damn memories are what always get me. If there was only a way to have automatic selective amnesia, I would choose that over a million dollars any day. Lyra takes a deep breath in the hopes of calming her heartbeat down while clamping her teeth together just to hide whatever troubled facial expression she might have. When she finally manages to put a thin but effecti
“Excuse me, WHAT?!”Ed froze at the question, the vivid images in his head suddenly disappearing in an instant. Did I just say that out loud? The one about virtue… oh damn!Lyra is a redhead and this is one of those times that she is proving what people think about women like her. Her voice did not rise but her tone has turned icy and cutting, while her fairy-like face has turned threateningly sinister…
“Lyra, listen… Professor STOP, you shouldn’t do this!”“We still… have an hour… left for our… class Hero…””RESCHEDULE for God’s sake! Come on Prof, you can HARDLY STAND on your own!”
“So was it good for you as it was for me?””Aiming to be cliche lover of the year? Be my guest. Not my cup of tea.”It was completely dark but one can clearly see two cigarette embers floating in the unlighted bedroom. Both masculine voices, one rough and sensual, and the other young but authoritative, echo within the shadowy, pitch-black interior of the