Terrance's POV

I was going through my laptop on my bed when someone entered my room.

"What?!" I demanded even though my heart lept a bit.

"I need help with my homework." She explained.

"There's nothing I can do." I replied not looking at her.

"There's something you can do." She informed.

"I cannot help you with it." I countered looking briefly at her.

"I'm not here for your help." She rolled her eyes.

"Then what are you here for?" I asked annoyed.

"I want you can give me Silas' number so that I can call him to help me." She said holding up her phone.

"Get out." I gritted angrily and she just sighed, closed the door and entered. She sat at the end of my bed and looked at me.

"Did I say you can sit in my bed?" I asked glaring at her.

"I didn't ask." She informed and I scoffed as I turned my attention to my laptop.

Exactly three seconds later.

"Terrance. Terrance. Terrance. Terrance." She tapped my feet.

"What?!"

"Help me." She said and I ignored her. She shifted and came to lie right beside me.

Why the fuck is my heart racing?!

Her presence next me started stirring up weird things in me and I had to shove it aside while she was clearly unfazed.

"Terrance, please.." She whined shaking my arm. My body tensed a bit when she leaned on my arm, shook it a bit and continued whining. I shook her off and gripped her wrist.

"I. said. get. out." I ordered.

"I. said. help. me." She also ordered.

"Bring your homework." I scoffed and she gave it to me.

"OK when you finnish, tell me." She said handing me a pen as she took the laptop from my lap.

"What the..."

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Esther's POV

After I delivered Mr. Douglas' clothes to him, I tramped to Terrance's room to also convey his to him. I opened his room door and I entered but I immediately paused my tracks.

He was in a pair of blue jeans, shirtless with his hair moisturous. He paced towards me and I went back but unfortunately, the door blocked me and he finally reached me. Scratch his chest. My mind ordered. He was so rocky...

He slanted to my height and asked, "Ever heard of knocking?" When his face was a few inches away from mine.

Ever heard of I CAN'T BREATHE?

I bit my lip and he cast it a glimpse briefly and i saw his Adam's apple move.

Sexy.

"Um..sorry?" I said more like asked. He shifted his face from mine to my ear and I started quivering. It didn't get any better when his hand trailed near my hip but untouching.

"Next..time, you...knock." He whispered, his breath hitting my ear. He finally pulled away and sat at his desk as I stood there, trying to remember why I even came here.

Oh yes!

I walked slowly towards his wardrobe and opened it. I began to arrange the t-shirts and I swear I could feel his gaze on me like a hawk as I was combusting under his scrutinity. Later I felt his warm presence by me and I looked up to his bare chest.

Please wear a shirt! My eyes are too holy ugh!

He picked up a shirt that I had neatly folded and he unfolded it and then threw it on the bed. He took another one and did the same thing.

Dude, are you going bonkers?

He continued to do that till he reached the last shirt and he wore it. He leaned his face to mine and gently rubbed his nose on mine making my legs feel weak.

"Fold them again." His deep voice ordered to me with a blank look as he pulled away. I sighed, sat on his bed and started humming 'Dura' by Daddy Yankee. Don't worry, I was terrible at Spanish.

"Cuando yo la vi

Dije: "si esa mujer fuera para mí"

Perdóname, te lo tenía que decir

Estás dura, dura

dura, dura, dura,

Que estás dura, mano arriba porque tú te ves bien

Estás dura mamacita, te fuiste de nivel

Dura, mira como brilla tu piel

Estás dura, dímelo dímelo ¿cómo es que es?

Estás dura, yo te doy un veinte de diez

Estás dura, dura, dura."

"Shut up."

He warned and I sang even louder

"You're voice is terrible-"

''I know." I replied folding the third shirt." If you chose one shirt other than messing them up, I wouldn't still be here so suck it up."I teased and smirked as I continued to fold the shirts.

Suddenly I felt warm.

"Damn, here's hot." I commented and glanced at the A.C. ''Where's the A.C remote?" I asked fanning myself. He jerked up from his desk and stomped towards me, pulled me by my wrist onto my feet.

"You're a a maid therefore you're not supposed to order your master around understand?" He asked his natural low deep voice.

If you think artificial version is available, please no, it's not!

"But I never ordered you." I pointed out."I just asked for the A.C's remote.''

"Then shut up and fold the damn clothes." He seethed and let go of my wrist. I finished the clothes quickly and arranged them into his wardrobe and left the room.

***

I received my first paycheck which was a lot of money so I used half of it to buy important provisions (food I mean.)

I was busy arranging them on the shelf when mom came in with a certain man.

"Mom, you're back." I said and greeted the man politely.

No, she's forward.

"Now, Esther, this is Jordan, Jordan, that's my lovely sweet innocent daughter." Mom introduced and I shook hands with Jordan smiling fakely. You know why I fake a smiled to elders.

I wriggled my brows at mom and she smiled.

*coughs* dad who?

"OK we're going out, make sure the place is tidy before I get back," She said and they left. I felt happy to see her smile again, she deserves to be happy.

I went to my room, opened the door and laid into my hard bed. I later noticed a sheet of paper by my alarm clock. I frowned in confusion and took it as it read,

Sweetheart, I miss you so much so therefore I'm coming back for my revenge.

This message sent a shiver down my spine and I began to shake. My heart was panting due to extreme fear.

Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit.

He's back!

I can't continue to hide, no matter what you do in the past, it will always haunt you! Esther, you're so stupid damnit! You should have stabbed him with a broken bottle.

I couldn't also report to the police because I attempted murder. Wait! What if it's not him?

Fuck no, it's him cold sweat former on my forhead as I coiled myself like a porcupine and laid on my bed.

No!

I can't let him feel I'm weak and vulnerable, no!
I'm Esther Mara and I don't fear shit. Realising this, I leaned in my bed and started dreaming of food.
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A friend of mine sent me an amazing cover and I love it so much, here it is

Thanks MyinspiraSHAWN_ !!!!