Chapter 5

She eyed Blake's body too. She hated to admit it but he had a body and face which would make any female drool. Unfortunately for him, she would never be his sex toy no matter what. People might perceive her to be a flirt but there was no way she would let Stacey’s ex-suitor to have her in his bed. He was giving them his cl*t-tingling smile so she rolled her eyes.

F*ckboy! She thought.

Then her phone rang. She smiled knowingly. Now she had an excuse to leave. She felt happy that she was lucky she could escape him.

"I have to get this." she said before going out of the gym.

It was her mother on the phone. She just asked how she was doing. She took the call while walking out of the building. She hailed a passing taxi. She'd rather go home than be with Blake.

***

Heather just finished making her salad and was about to eat it when the door bell rang. She sighed heavily. It was probably Pauline. She had been ignoring her calls since she got home.

Blake was taken aback when the door opened.

Fuck! He uttered to himself.

It was his first time to see Heather without any make-up. She looked so damn lovely. Her hair was cascading on her shoulders and she was wearing a cute pink sleeveless top with the word “hottie” printed on it. She was in white cotton shorts and had pink sandals which showed her cute toenails. He flashed his cl*t-tingling smile as his stare ran down from her pretty face down to her body.

She is really fucking desirable! He thought.

Heather scowled when she saw who was on the door. She didn’t care if he looked and smell “oh-so delicious” as what Pauline called him. A manwhore is still a manwhore!

He was in a pair of denim long-sleeves shirt and he was smiling which could immensely affect women but not her.

"What are you doing here?" She asked him while sounding annoyed.

Still with the sexy grin of his, he showed her a folder. “Aren’t you gonna let me in?” He even winked at her so she snorted.

“No!” She said curtly and he just cocked one brow.

" Okay then. I will leave this to you. I asked Pauline your address because you didn’t go back to the gym so here I am. I delivered this personally so you should be elated. Fill this information sheet for members.”

She frowned. "You went all the way here just to give me that?”

"What if I did?" He was smirking.

She snatched the folder out of his hand. He chuckled then she slammed the door on his face.

"Argh!" She stomped her foot in annoyance. She tossed the folder onto the kitchen's table near her salad.

She hated the way he looked at her. She grabbed her phone ang dialed Pauline's number.

"Chummy!" Her friend sounded excited.

"And why did you tell that perv and narcissistic brute where I live?" She asked harshly.

Pauline giggled. "You are exaggerating! He is not so vain about his appearance. He works hard to have that oh-so delicious body so he has the right to show it off! It was your lost when you didn’t come back! I can still feel his yummy biceps!"

I am not interested! You should thank me because at least you had him all to yourself. Now can you just answer my question?!" She had a heavy frown as she toyed with her salad. She lost her appetite.

She heard Pauline sighed.

"I was calling and texting you to ask if it was okay with you if I give him your address. We have to fill out that form. We are so lucky because we don’t have to pay any fee for one year! You weren’t picking up so I told him where you live .Oh-so delicious Blake was so nice to offer handing it to you himself. Imagine the hot gym owner itself went out of his way to do that? How cool is that?"

"It's not cool! That's rubbish! You know that I hate his guts and you just gave him my address just like that?" She asked angrily.

"Jeez chummy! What’s your problem with that? Oh-so delicious Blake isn’t a stalker! DUH?! And besides, whether you like it or not sooner or later you will see him there." Pauline said.

"And why is that ?" She asked with a heavier frown.

"Because he lives in the same building .You're neighbors. What a small world!”

***

Blake was seated carelessly on his couch. He was still thinking of Heather. She was like a temptress. She probably cast a spell on him. He used to dislike her but now he was lusting after her.

Damn! I think I really need to be laid tonight! He thought.

He had to reprimand himself. He felt he was wasting his time thinking and imagining the alluring princess of darkness.

He didn’t want any commitment after what Kristel did to him. He could fuck anyone he wanted. He never had sex with women without any protection. He made it a rule that every month, he had two bedwarmers. He didn’t want more than that. He was not really into one-night stands not unless it could be helped. He changed his women after a month. Sex is more pleasurable if the woman knew what sex positions he liked and they can both enjoy one another. Vanessa had been his sex partner for the past two weeks. She was great in bed but he felt he needed to go easy with her because she was becoming possessive.

His other fuck buddy this month was Denice. He never brought any of them to his unit. They do it either at their units or somewhere else. He shook his head and heaved a sigh. Images of the princess of darkness named Heather came into his head again. He was really surprised to know that she was living in the same building.

Is fate making fun of them?

He chuckled. He would make it sure that he would have a taste of her delicious body. Maybe she could even be his flavor of the month. He had two weeks more before he changed Vanessa and Denice. But if he couldn’t really control himself, he could have her earlier. Anyway there was no rush.

He became even richer when he inherited his Spanish grandmother’s fortune. He had his own money even before that because he had a lot of businesses. He had bars and restaurants. His cousin Eve was still his partner in one of his bars. He decided to build a gym because he used to be a martial arts instructor when he was in college and he missed doing physical activities. Aside from sex, exercise was one good way to blow off steam.

With his money he could afford not to work but he chose to stay busy by having different businesses. Anyway he enjoyed what he was doing. It was like killing birds with one stone. He also started playing the drums again. He stopped when he was with his ex. They used to fight a lot since a lot of women went crazy over him when he was still playing for a band. Kristel was very possessive so to avoid arguments, he quit his band. Now occasionally he played when some customers requested him to. He shook his head . He did a lot of sacrifices for just one woman who just cheated him. He now thought and believed that no woman is worth his love. He stood up to take a shower. He would call Denice. She could help him forget about Heather William's luscious body.

(Next morning)

Heather was running late because her alarm didn't go off. She sprayed Modern Muse by Estee Lauder. She was wearing all black today. Black lacy top and black fitting jeans with matching black high-heeled pumps Though she didn’t have much time, she couldn't sacrifice her appearance. She left her hair loose. She had minimal make-up. She put on a light pink lipstick. She had hoop earrings.

She called Blake vain but actually she herself was vain . She had to be. She was in fact a rose with a lot of thorns. She had to always look and smell good. She creased her brow because it took ages for the elevator to open. She had to put her best foot forward because it was her first day at work. She had a scowl on her pretty face when the door finally opened. Her eyes narrowed when she saw Blake was inside the lift. He was grinning at her. Sadly there was no one else inside. She couldn't imagine being alone in the elevator with him. But if she would wait for the lift to go back, she would be super late.

"Are you coming in or not?" He asked.

He looked at her face down her body while he still had that stupid grin.

"PERV!" She mumbled before getting in.

She heard him chuckled. She had to bear riding the elevator with him because she had no choice. She positioned herself to the other end of the lift But she made sure her back wasn’t touching the wall.

"Good morning, my princess." He greeted her.

She didn't look at him. She checked her watch again as the door closed. She noticed that he had stubble today and he seemed to be dressed for the gym .Okay so he looked oh-so delicious but she was not interested. She became a nicer person but not stupid.

Blake was leaning on the wall while his arms were folded on his chest. He shook his head while eyeing Heather.

She is really hot! He thought.

"Going somewhere my princess?" He asked her.

He needed to distract himself. He was having a boner just by looking at her. Her sweet scent was not helping either.

For the first time last night he only had one round with Denice. It took him a long time to have his release. The poor woman did a lot of things to arouse him. They used to have three rounds before. Unfortunately hi s mind was full of Heather's images and smell. He also lost interest in Denice. Her tits were too small compared to Heather’s.

I need to have her very soon! He told himself while his eyes were fixated on her.

He didn’t like what he was feeling. No woman should make him feel sex-starved like this. He didn’t have any plans of getting serious with her. He just wanted to taste her. He felt she was just playing hard to get.

.

"Will you stop calling me princess! And I don't want to talk to you!" Heather snapped at him.

Blake straightened and came near her. She stiffened and was about to say something when the lights went off. The lift had stopped moving.