Alistair's POV

She parted her lips. I gasped. I didn't really intend to address her as a prostitute, neither directly, nor indirectly. I looked in her direction, but couldn't have eye contact with her, as she was ogling outside the window, at her building.

"Evelyn", I called her after gathering every single gut I possessed. She didn't face me but kept her position constant. So, I was being officially ignored. "Evelyn" I recalled, losing every ounce of self-respect I had. Never have I ever been ignored by a woman. Damn you, Evelyn.

"Yes?" she cocked her right brow. Okay, I did curse her indirectly but wasn't she overreacting?

"Are you mad at me?" I questioned resting my hand on hers. She reluctantly pulled her hand away. "Look, I'm extremely sorry, and I'm apologizing for that. If you know me, then you would've known the fact that my mouth is nothing but pure garbage"

"No. I'm not mad at you", she fake smiled. It was more of a forceful smile like someone was forcing her to. Her face told a different story, it expressed every emotion that she was trying to hide.

"No, I mean it. I really, really, really mean it" I rested my palms on the back of her hand again, and softly massaged it. She didn't pull her hand away this time nor did she press it back. She kept it the way it was. I fixed my gaze on her and then continued "So, am I forgiven?"

"Of course Arnold, as I said, I'm not mad at you for anything. You didn't say anything wrong. I am a prostitute,  though I'm not quite delighted about it, that doesn't change the truth of who I am. Lately, I've been living in my own fiction, away from reality, and Arnold, I'm really grateful to you for that. You made me believe in something I didn't want to. You let me avail the fruits of the life of an ordinary girl. You believed in me, trusted me. You've done things for me that no one has ever done for me. I can't thank you enough. A curse word that just escaped your mouth is nothing compared to your benevolent nature towards me", she finally paused, and looked straight into my eyes.

It felt like my mouth was short for words. I wanted to hug her so tight that I could fix every broken piece of her, but somehow I resisted my urge to do so. "I've done nothing for you. It's you who is enlightening my life with your presence. You don't know how much motivated I feel after seeing that beautiful face", I stroke her cheek softly and lean closer. "Thank you, Evelyn. For everything, and most importantly, for being with me"

She smiled, and her face shined while she did so. I smile too knowing that I succeeded in my attempt to make her happy. After resorting back to my original position, I waited for dad to leave the building.

"You think I should get inside to check? Plus, I think it's time for me to go back to where I belong", Evelyn pushed the door opening it. Oh, was that a statement or a question?

"Stop", I held her by her wrist and pulled her back in the car again, which made her head collide aggressively with the seat "Oh, I'm sorry again" I apologize looking at the portion of her head where she was hurt.

She caught both of my hands "Stop saying sorry to me again and again"

"Fine" I surrender.

"Your mom isn't home yet so what's the urgency?" I winked "I'll make sure about it and double-check it with Jane. Leave the worrying part on me, okay?" I rhetorically questioned to which she simply nodded.

We waited for Evelyn's Mr. Dickman aka my dad to leave the building. It was definitely taking him some real-time inside. Was he really sleeping with someone? After waiting for half an hour, dad exited. I rested my head on the steering wheel in an attempt to hide from him. "He's gone", Evelyn announced.

"I'll be right back", I exited the car as soon as I saw no sight of Dad's car. I sprinted towards Jane and waved to her as soon as she noticed me. We bridged the gap between us until we were one hand distance away from each other.

"Where's Evelyn?"

"Safe and sound", I answered.

"Where's Rosaline?" I questioned.

"Probably somewhere safe and sound, I don't think she'll be here anytime soon. If she does, I'll give you a call. Don't worry. And, thank you so much for your help with the house. I got it named after me and the papers will be ready this week. I really am thankful", Okay, first Evelyn, and now Jane. I was getting too many thank yous today.

"It really wasn't that big of a help. Perhaps, if you require my help for anything else, please inform me", I gestured to her with a handshake, to which she pleasantly hugged me. I hugged her back.

"Touchwood", she winks.

"What is my father doing at this place?" after struggling with this question in my mind, I finally asked her. She stayed zipped for a while like she knew why he was there but was afraid to talk about it. She coughed for a second and then cleared her throat.

"He came here for Rosaline", she finally interrupted the silence between us "It was hard for him to believe that Rosaline wasn't here. He was under an impression that I was lying. So, he decided to stay and check about her presence himself. There's something going on between them", the way she spoke was very truthful and convincing, but, not that I was convinced.

"It's been a long time since she and Rosaline are up to something. I don't know what that is, and I do wish that I knew, but, trust me when I say this, when two bombs collide, all one can experience, is a disaster. Simply, Rosaline and your dad have been the most stubborn, aggressive, and ruthless people I have ever seen in my entire life. If something's going on between them, then it should be stopped immediately", she continued and I simply nodded taking in every detail she was providing me with.

I stumble upon a question in my mind and then finally decided to interrogate her with it "How long has my father been visiting this place?" I move my hand through my hair and wait for her to answer.

"As long as you've been coming... he did visit earlier but that was hardly once in every 3 years---"

"Did he ever hire a girl?" I questioned intrigued.

"Never!" she exclaimed.

"Do you think he's in an affair with Rosaline?"

Jane laughed hysterically like I dictated some funny joke to her. "You're serious Alistair?" she laughed even louder "Even the thought makes me want to roll on the floor laughing"

Okay, so that gives a clean slate to my dad. He never cheated on mom, neither by sleeping with Rosaline nor with any of the girls. But, then the road leads me to a totally different place. A place which couldn't be assumed or predicted! Why was he visiting this place ever since I've been here? Was it a coincidence or there was more to this story.

"I suggest you should spill out the beans to Evelyn as well"

"I will"

I exited the place. As soon as I get back inside my car, I smiled looking at Evelyn. She curled herself like a ball, as she hugged her knees and slept peacefully. I decided to let her sleep and so I didn't disrupt her but drove silently towards our next stop, which is the hotel. It wasn't the hotel I took her previously to. This one lacked some facilities, precisely Wi-Fi and T.V. The last happening was quite risky, so I couldn't afford to reward her with the luxuries which could play havoc with my peace of mind.

After continuously driving for another 15 minutes, we finally reached. "Evelyn?" I called her slowly, but when I noticed that she was in a deep sleep, I exited my seat and opened the door of her side.

Slowly and gently, I unbuckled the seat belt, rested my hand behind her head, and the other hand in between the back of the curves of her knees. I lifted her up, gently at first, and then steadily. I closed my car's door with my leg and moved inside the hotel. Strangers eyed me, doubts plastered on their faces. I ignored their stares and kept walking till the receptionist.

"A room please?" I gestured with a smile.

"Long time no see, my son" the man, in his late 50's, smiled back looking at me. Yeah, I was familiar with him. This place was Chace's. Its name was Huffers. The man worked for him, so that way, he knew me and Zack. Some years back, when we were in college, me and my friend's bunked college, and visited this place to get high. This was our little secretive place which no one knew about. Back then, I never thought that someday I'll get a girl with me here.

No, it wasn't some kind of a 5-star hotel. This place lacked the luxurious amenities, but probably had everything which one could need, namely, hot water, good food, and a comforting bed.

I walked to the stairs, whilst carrying her bridal style in my arms. Her hands hung loose on either side. When I finally reached the first floor, I breathed fast, because now it was getting difficult for me to bear my weight along with hers. I cornered my eyes at the group of ladies who were literally ogling at me.

"No, I didn't kidnap her", I grinned whilst initiating a conversation.

"No. We didn't actually mean it", they reluctantly tried changing the topic.

"I heard you guys whispering, no actually, you will practice on your whispers", I walked closer towards them "Now if you excuse me. I mean us" they quickly sided themselves and made way for me. I strolled in my room's direction, and when finally reaching the main door, landed her on the ground.

"Oh, God" she was awakened by the sudden push "Damn, you should've woken me up" she looked around the place "Oh, and how I'm here? The last time I remember, I was still in your car"

I smirked and shrugged "Did you just....? Oh, yes you obviously did", her eyes shined as she spoke. Small locks of her hair rested on her forehead, which she pushed behind her ears.

"Stop flattering me so much, Arnold. This is like living a fairytale and to be honest, I don't think there'll be a happy ending to this"

"We don't know what the future beholds. But, we do know how to make the most of our present lives, so why not indulge ourselves in an activity which we're quite certain of, rather than getting puzzled about something of which we don't have a single clue of", I twisted the key, and after 3 miserable attempts, succeeded in opening the door.

The room was quite huge, clean, and maintained. There was a small fireplace close to the balcony, near the king-sized bed. "Like what you see?" I whisper in her ears, as soon as we enter the room. She analyzed the room quite carefully, and looked at me, straight in my eyes, brown against black, and suddenly, pecked me softly on my cheeks.

Her touch passed a sensation in my nerves and gave me a different kind of relief. The kind of relief which calmed every state of impossible down, which satiated one's heart... This wasn't the kiss I paid for but was the one I earned. Maybe human nature and a woman's heart aren't as difficult to unleash.

"Mmm," I smirked. "You definitely like what you see" she blushed and turned away. I turn her to face me, her breathe fanning my face.

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