Blushing violently, Clarissa’s fingers fidgeted around as her eyes darted around in a panic.
Oh no… Did he see that video just now?
But I was quick enough… He shouldn’t be able to see it, right?
“Oh, you’re back…” she chuckled pretentiously while cupping her own cheeks in both hands. “It’s so hot in here, I should go get some fresh air out there.”
Clutching her laptop tightly, she rose and walked towards the door.
But Matthew was quick to block and wouldn’t budge no matter how she tried to duck around and sneak out from underneath his long arms.
He peered into her eyes with a sharp gaze on Clarissa’s blushed face as she was all embarrassed. Then, he slowly inched his face closer towards hers.
“What were you watching just now, Clare?”
“N-nothing much… I-it’s just a random movie!” she stammered.
Raising a brow in amusement, his lips curved up into a taunting smirk.
“What movie was that? Why don’t we watch it together?”
Clarissa shook her head fervently.
“No… We’ve finished watching when you came in! Besides, you won’t even be interested…”
Before she could explain further, Matthew snatched her laptop with a swift movement. “Give it back to me!” she shouted and reached out her hands in a frenzy.
She hopped around him, extending and waving her arms in vain.
Alas, their height difference was too great. She gasped in dread as Matthew held the laptop in high in the air, far out of her reach, and began looking through her files.
“Matthew! Stop fooling around already. No, don’t open anything! Give it back…”
“Mmm…. Ah…”
Clarissa froze in horror as steamy, lecherous voices resounded from her laptop. I’m doomed…
Matthew stared for a few seconds. He then shut the laptop and flung it casually onto the bed.
He turned towards the tiny woman who stood in front of him with a pitiful, defeated look on her face.
She blinked in awkward silence, not quite sure what to make of his expression. All she could tell was that the glow in his eyes looked somewhat cold.
“Tell me, Clare. What is this about?” he questioned with a slight hint of intimidation.
Without answering, she sprinted past him and ran out of the house.
Matthew didn’t stop her this time. He pinched his brows for a second but soon let out a small burst of chuckle. Why is she even running away? Where does she think she can go?
He headed towards the door and suddenly stopped in his tracks. Realizing something, he turned back and flipped Clarissa’s laptop open once again. His finger glided on the mouse pad in a nimble movement, and deleted the video file with a quick tap.
He scrolled through the screen, wondering if there were more of those dodgy things in her computer. Suddenly, his eyes lit up as he discovered the photos that Ellie had taken of her back in her studio.
It was a pleasant surprise. His eyes bored into the pictures longingly. She looked so enchanting in the various styles and poses. Some were sweet and innocent-looking; some were quite seductive…
His eyes lingered for a minute on a few photos of Clarissa in the lingerie that Ellie had gotten for her. It was obvious these photos were only meant for her eyes only.
Matthew could feel his breath getting increasingly heavy. With a few smooth taps, he quickly gathered all the photos and e-mailed them into his inbox.
Once he was sure that there was nothing else that needed to be erased, he walked out into the living room.
Clarissa was nowhere to be found. He sat on the couch, opened his mobile mailbox, and downloaded the photos onto his phone. While waiting for her to return, he began browsing through the photos again, savoring every detail.
In the meantime, Clarissa stood in the yard and took a few deep breaths. It didn’t take long before she cooled down. Besides, the air outside was cold.
A chill ran down her spine after being out for some time. She had forgotten to grab a jacket while escaping.
Unable to withstand the cold yet too embarrassed to enter the house, she pulled out her phone and sent a quick text to Matthew.
I’ll go back inside if you promise that you won’t mention what happened earlier.
She couldn’t care less even if it wasn’t his fault to begin with.
Her phone vibrated within the next second as his reply came in almost immediately.
Okay, I won’t.
She texted back angrily: Don’t you dare try doing that with me either.
Hahahaha…
Matthew burst into laughter at her response. She really knew him after all.
Then, why did you even watch that kind of film? Isn’t it because you want to do it with me?
Clarissa’s fingers stiffened as she read his message.
Her answer came in only after a good few minutes.
Yes… But now isn’t the time yet.
Matthew straightened himself in excitement. Has she finally agreed?
With a grin on his face, he texted eagerly: Then, when will it be?
He had been dying to hear this answer from her.
It took another while before she replied: Don’t ask! It won’t be long anyway. Just don’t bring it up when I go back in. I might consider dropping that idea if you try making fun of me. Do you understand?
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