Chapter 2-Temptation

Turning the doorknob clockwise, Emma entered the mirrored wall dance studio, it was her favorite place. She's a ballet instructor in her brother’s nursery. This occupation was something that not only gave her money but also provided her internal prosperity. She loved watching little girls doing ballet in the rhythm of soft music. They looked like little pixies dancing on the delicate beat.

Emma put her black ballet bag on the floor and knelt down. She looked around but found no one in the studio except her. It was weird but she shrugged it off and decided to change in her work clothes. The beautiful white frock came on view as she opened the zipper of her bag. She stripped herself out of her unattractive, baggy clothes that were totally hiding her curvy and captivating body. She elegantly slid into the frock which reached above her knees complimenting her figure prettily.

She had never dressed like that outside the school premises. But it was her job's requirement which she never denied. The girl opened her wavy hair letting it fall on her shoulders while some strands caressed her flawless face, she then slowly made a bun securing it with pins. Her long neck was soon on display stealing every show. Her eyes scanned her reflection in the full-length mirror.

Today was a big day for her. It was a charity function for which she had been practicing for days.

"I can do it. " She took a deep long breath to calm herself. Her eyes were nervously staring at herself, trying to motivate her.

"You ready?" A high pitched voice broke her stance.

She got startled from the abrupt visit and immediately looked behind to find her friend approaching her.

"Ah! Minah!” She released the breath she was holding after recognizing the visitor.

"You scared me," Emma exclaimed with a low pitch sigh while giving final touches to her ballerina look. The other lady chuckled at her innocence.

"Why are you so naive? Girl! I wonder how in this world, you are living alone."The female argued playfully.

"Yah! I am not naive Minah, you just came out of nowhere that's why I got startled." Emma replied hesitantly to her working buddy while collecting her things from the dressing room.

Minah, a 30 years old married woman who has been friends with Emma from the time she became her neighbor. She knew everything about her. Her worries, her struggles, her passion, and her love for her brother. She was proud of Emma. Truly impressed by her dedication towards her work and her loved ones. She knew how hard Emma was struggling for her brother at such a young age.

She was spoiling her youth for her brother’s future. She had lost herself in all those struggles, however, she never complained.

"You are looking so stunning Emma, why don't you dress like this? " Minah scanned the girl standing in front of her from head to toe in awe. This was new for her.

Emma let out a sigh in quietness.

"You know how I come here and my surrounding is not adequate to be dressed like this." Emma’s slow voice indicated sadness of youth.

"Moreover I like my baggy clothes more than this revealing dress." She admitted while playing with her frock, her eyes were plain. She wasn’t like any other fancy women of her age. Life didn't let her be one! She lost her parents at the age of 19, and since then she's under a mess of responsibilities.

She didn't know things about love and youth. She was very simple and innocent compared to the girls of her age.

"Are you mad? It's not revealing at all.” Minah said in a raised pitch offending her words.

"And for your information honey, no one is going to notice you in those grandma clothes of yours" She scoffed.

"I don't wanna get noticed." Emma’s reply caught her attention as she eyed her with seriousness now but she still decides to play it off.

"Then how are you going to find your man? No one wants a grandma." she laughed at her own silly joke but stopped after Emma's reply.

"I don't want anyone." The reply resulted in dead silence for a few seconds. Minah knew she was afraid of new people in her life causing her to lose her faith in relationships.

"But_" she was cut off by the knock on the door.

"Your turn in 10 minutes" The backstage girl informed them disturbing their private conversation.

They nodded in unison.

"We will talk about this later. " Minah said. She was worried about her little friend who was willing to sacrifice everything for her brother.

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Kevin's POV:

"Uh... What kind of event it's? I groaned with my displeased voice.

It was more than an hour and it was hard for me to bear it now. My eyes scanned the hall. Just children and their old, uninteresting teachers who were not helping me even a bit to feel engaged.

"How long?" I asked with a stern rude tone to my manager again feeling beyond annoyed.

"Just one last performance sir and then your speech." He replied shortly but in clear nervousness. I scanned his nervous face and then turned my head back to the stage with blank expressions, the place was now crowded with many little girls.

I mentally scoffed and checked my phone, only to see the multiple calls from the girl I was meeting today.

Desperate, isn't she? A smile formed on my lips because of her desperation for me.

Putting my phone back in my long coat, I once again tried to concentrate on the performance, seemingly the last one. I was cursing myself for coming here as I was feeling so bored with such people around me but it was necessary for my social image.

I had to do it for the eyes of the media.

The lights turned off and many small figures walked to the stage along with one tall figure.

"Uh! Another boring performance "I thought rolling my eyes mentally. I saw the stage crowded by many little girls and a big lady who failed to get my attention. There was nothing unusual or attractive but something then caught my vigilance, someone to be specific. A tall figure soon appeared and stood in the middle, surrounded by many little girls.

My gaze was fixed on the vague figure that recently joined. My eyes wanting to see her clearly as the dim lights weren't helping much but I felt attracted. I felt attracted unknowingly. Then in a click, the lights were turned on.

Her face glowed as the spotlight fell on it, giving me a clear view of her facial features. Her sharp features were beautifully sculptured. Soon, the music started and she began moving while the little girls followed her beat by beat copying her actions. People were cheering behind me disturbing my concentration on the lady.

Her movements flowed with breathtaking elegance. With each stride she took, the passion was visible. Her body moved elegantly with the music.

My eyes were glued on her, only her!

Her movements were expressive. The white dress she's was wearing, hugged her curved body perfectly making my eyes roam on her figure shamelessly. Her leggings flawlessly squeezed her long legs. The breeze picked up the next second and ruffled her frock a bit, flowing with the rhythm showing her thick thighs. It made me more concentrated on her. With each swaying movement of her body, she was alluring me. I felt a difficult lump in my throat which I passed down shortly.

She was indeed a masterpiece but her face seemingly was quite familiar, I am sure I'd seen her somewhere, but where...?

I frowned a bit focusing on her glass-like shiny features to recall her.

I tried remembering her then suddenly the sight from today came rushing in my mind. She was the same lady as the scene in the morning.

Oh! Those siblings. So I was right about her; she's indeed pretty. The fact that she's the same girl I saw a while ago intrigued me to no limits. I was proud of my tremendous knowledge about girls. I predicted right!

Everyone cheered, once the music stopped and I came back in senses immediately. My eyes again followed her as she moved towards the other side of the stage.

"I would like Mr. Kevin Smith to come upon the stage and do the honors." The principal requested as the people clapped for me. I walked towards the stage with a firm attitude wearing my sternness. I was heavily demanding. And it's necessary though!

Reaching the stage, I spoke the words which didn't really matter for me. It was solely for the media to keep my imagination in check, other than that nothing really mattered. Those were just to keep my gentleman's image in front of the people.

My gaze followed her, she's standing on the other side. I kept stealing glances at the girl who was successful in getting my attention today. My firm eyes roamed a bit on her as she was smiling genuinely at the kids unlike me.

Her demeanor was naive, seemingly loving. I could tell that by the way she was smiling at the girls. Everything about her, from her slender figure to her innocent face, was getting my attention.

My mind kept on generating wild ideas about her weirdly. I never felt this much instant interest in someone. I could envy how she would look beneath him, my wild fantasies were dying to came on the action as I kept looking at her.

Emma's eyes caught Kevin looking at her as she immediately strengthened up to his dark stare. She didn't know his intentions and hence she innocently dodged the feelings aside. She just thought it was a coincidence, maybe he was looking this way not her.

But little did she know she was being watched by the sex God himself who had already devoured her in his mind in several ways. She had no idea, about his wild thoughts for her and the impact she was having on him currently. She couldn't comprehend his sinful intentions regarding her!