Secret Out: The Lustful Whisper

Distracted

"Kei, your CT seriously looked so hot! Can you introduce me to him?"

"Right, Kei! He's so yummy! I want to touch that top-heavy chest. Oh my god!"

Keila awkwardly chuckled at her classmates fawning over Daevid. She couldn't blame them. That man was seriously a dreamboat. "He's married, guys. He's definitely off-limits."

Charlotte, the girl known for being a playgirl in the school, snorted. "So what? It's not like the wife will know."

"Hey, don't corrupt Kei's mind like that!" Eloisa said, chuckling, as it was funny for her. "Anyway, Kei, your CT calls for you."

Keila nodded and walked out. But her mind was still on what Charlotte said. If she had just that confidence like hers, she would have grabbed every opportunity to tame Daevid without hesitation and forget everything behind her.

But, she was not like her. She still had the last bit of her conscience. Whenever she was tempted to look at Daevid's lips, she kept on repeating in her mind that he was married, he was almost ten years older than her, and he was a teacher. Those reasons should be enough to back off.

However, it wasn't easy. Whenever she saw him, the attraction was almost unstoppable. Even the single and slightest accidental touch of their fingers was already enough to make them look at each other and think of the same thing.

Kiss.

They badly wanted to kiss, or something more. Even though Keila kept on telling herself it was wrong, Daevid was irresistible. She was blaming him for always looking at her, for smirking at her and teasing her, for being so kind and smart, and for having that same look of hunger she had.

"Miss Cervantes, have you prepared the lesson for next week?"

Keila furrowed her brows in confusion as she nodded slowly, "Yes, sir. I told you about that yesterday in text messages."

One more confusing thing about Daevid was he always tried to keep in touch with her. As soon as she got home, there was an unread message from him asking if she had arrived home, and after she replied that she did, there was a follow-up task to do for him.

It was, of course, bothersome. She worked at night, and she would often allocate the rest of her time to sleeping before preparing for work, but since he gave her tasks even outside working hours, she was forced to sacrifice her sleep.

"How come you finish it so fast? You don't come to work now?"

"I still do, sir," she answered a little cautiously, since the other two teachers who share the same faculty with him were present. "I do it in my free time."

Daevid seemed disappointed, but he still nodded. "Well, alright. I won't give you tasks outside of working hours now. Go home and take a deserving rest, Keila."

Keila nodded and politely excused herself. She could feel her face heating up. She never really found her name attractive, but her name coming out of his mouth sounded like a melody she would never get tired of listening to.

"Also, Miss Cervantes!"

She looked back in curiosity and found Daevid jogging toward her. She wondered what his secret was to being fit and hot despite being busy as a teacher.

"Sir?"

Daevid stood in front of her. Keila looked up at her with confusion written on her face, while Daevid was staring at her with earnestness on his face. He leaned forward, causing her to move her head slightly in surprise.

"Don't kiss anyone tonight," he whispered right in her ear before he immediately took off and went straight to the gym.

Keila stood there frozen. Hair raised on her nape and a shiver ran down her spine. She clearly felt his warm breath hit the shell of her ear like tickling her, or even his lips lightly brushed. It was just merely seconds but it sent her heart into a mess already.

Don't kiss anyone tonight...

Those words echoed in her mind like a broken record but were not irritating at all. What was it to him if she would kiss someone tonight? Was he bothered by her job?

Daevid was hard to read sometimes. He would act very curious about her job. There were times that he would message her late at night asking if she was at work and if she had kissed anyone. She didn't know what to answer to that at first, but she just decided to answer him vaguely like 'It's my job.' After that, he wouldn't reply anymore.

It was confusing. She was starting to think that he didn't want her job as a future teacher. Or if not that, then he was getting jealous of the men that she kissed at her job. After all, he never failed to express how much he was fascinated by their kiss.

Until she went home she had that feeling. She didn't want to feel anything about it, but her mind was starting to emit its darker side.

Would he sound like that if they had s*x? Was his voice like that when seducing someone? Would he say her name in that voice while they did the marvel of intimacy?

No. Erase. Erase.

"Damn you, Daevid, for making me think like this," she uttered to herself before she closed her eyes and slept, hoping when she woke up, she would forget it.

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Don't kiss anyone tonight...

"s**t!" Keila exclaimed and pushed the man in front of her. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!"

"What?" the man who was still in a daze from their not-even-one-minute kiss asked in confusion. "It's okay, come back here."

Keila frowned and frustrated, messed her hair. Her pocket screamed that she should go and kiss him again and think of a reason why she did that, but another part of her brain just couldn't stop dismissing those words from Daevid yesterday.

Another day had passed but she still thought of what Daevid said. It still echoed in her mind like a reminder in red and all capital letters. I was annoying, and she couldn't focus on her job because of him.

It was Saturday, and this clueless man in front of her was her first make-out session for the whole week. She had decided to do her make-out sessions on weekends so there were no guilty feelings while she was teaching, but she couldn't focus at all. And she was Daevid for messing up her mind.

"Come on now, girl. What are you waiting for? You're wasting my minute," the man urged again, pulling her hand to sit back on his lap, but Keila broke away, irritating the customer. "My friends said you were amazing. What, is this how you scam them?"

"No, sir, I'm sorry," she apologized and slowly got back on his lap. Daevid wouldn't feed her, she needed money to support her expenses, and this person right here would be giving it to her.

The man immediately kissed her as soon as she was back in his grasp. He introduced himself earlier, but Keila forgot her name as she was preoccupied with the bustling bar on weekends. She only entertained this man when the hurricane of customers subsided.

But now, Daevid was bothering her in her mind.

As soon as the alarm went off, she immediately stood and distanced herself. Her lips were numb from how hard he kissed her, his teeth and tongue were rough on hers, and she never got to win even a single dominance. He was so eager and it showed in his action.

Her customer was already of age, probably early to mid-forties. But he was still handsome, had a muscular body, and was certainly attractive. He also smelled money, with him still in his corporate attire, he might be a businessman or even the CEO of his own company.

"Your time is up, sir. You may go out now after your p*****t," she told him with a polite smile, though artificial.

"I would like to extend it for another five minutes," the man declared, not even bothering to stand from his seat. He had a smirk on his face, obviously seducing her, thinking that she would enjoy it. "Come on, come back here, baby girl. I will pay you ten times what you earn here."

The offer caused her to falter for a bit, but Aeriane had already warned her about this kind of man who was rich and wanted more. So, she immediately shook her head, "Thank you for the offer, sir, but I have set a limit on my schedules now."

The man's face became grim from the rejection. She thought he was going to do something, but he just stood up and sighed with disappointment on his face. He took his wallet and pulled five hundred dollars from it and a card, and handed it to her.

"I enjoyed your session, though I think you could do better and you're just not in the mood today. But I would like to come back to your wild state just like how my friends described you, and I am ready to pay you how much you want for that. Just call me on my number."

Keila looked at the money in her hand and the card, and then at the man who smiled at her knowingly before he went out. She pulled her hair and slapped her cheeks twice. "Don't get too distracted, Kei. Don't read into things too much. He's just playing with you."

She sighed and inhaled to calm herself. She looked at the card in her hand and tore it to pieces. She knew better than to entertain this kind of man. What he wanted was more than just a make-out session, it didn't need a smart woman to know. Men like him were the type to take advantage of women through money.

A knock on the door stopped her from her trail of thoughts. The door opened, revealing Aeriane, who was looking for her, and upon seeing her state, a worried expression crossed her face. "Are you okay? What happened?"

Keila smiled so tiredly and shook her head. "I was just not in the mood. The last customer was disappointed."

"Well, that happens. You can always decline when you feel not like it." She patted her head comfortingly. "So that means I will decline that man who keeps on asking for you?"

Keila sighed. "Yes... I'm not really in the mood right now."

"Okay. He's really pushy. He keeps on telling me to say his name to you as if that will do something."

"What name?" she curiously asked.

"David? He's super drunk, though."