Twin Tormentors By RARE

Chapter 7

LEIGH-ARI POV

Driving home from the doctor’s appointment felt serene. I was relaxed from head to toe and the usual painful pounding of my head was gone. I was listening to smooth slow music as I swerved and maneuvered through the heavy evening traffic. At long last, I arrived outside my flat and packed the car, then rode the elevator to the first floor where my apartment was. 1

Upon arriving on my floor, I realized a whole new commotion of gazillion boxes stacked and piled outside the flat opposite mine. Curiosity had me walking stealthily and sneaked a peek inside. There were orders barked from the inside as a feminine voice commanded some men to decorate the house however she saw fit. One, I was happy that I had a new neighbor. Two, I was nervous as to what kind of a person she would tum out to be. Right when I was about to leave, a voice called out; telling me I was caught red handed:

“You can come in. I might need your help with all these.” I raised my head to find a lady who was around m y age, 5’4, lean body, very long brunnete hair and a beautiful smile. She breathed that “I am rich and I know it” vibe because she was wearing knee-breaking, ankle-spraining Loubotin heels with a neat green Gucci suit. Her nails were manicured perfectly and she had a warm smile! Add her makeup which was on

point!

“Ahhhhhmm… Are you sure? I can disappear right now and never appear in front of you ever again!” Goodness I was blabbering! Always happened when I was mad nervous!

“Don’t be silly. Come on in!” She insisted with a warm smile and I thought; ‘Why not?’

At least she was being nice and not bitchy for some unknown reason. I decided to get inside and was awed by her taste in décor. The whole place screamed money. From the lush carpets to the renowned wall master pieces. I looked around and listened as she barked orders to a group of 6 men who seemed to be

foreigners. They spoke in very deep accent and often switched to Italian.

“This place is nice.” I complimented looking around the luxurious living room. The couches were the latest Rolls Royce couches that valued over a million dollars. Holy Pregnant Cow!

“Thank you! But it’s not mine!” she replied causing me to stare at her in shock.

“What do you mean?”

This place is my boss’s. I

thought out loud causing

of blabbering when I

Don’t sweat it. I actually like it much!” she brushed it off and walked out, leaving me to my

her boss’s place and was pretty much convinced that whoever

to order in! What would you suggest?” she asked with the most charming smile. This girl,

I am making mac’ and cheese tonight. You can join since my friend

her ex. Whenever it came to that bastard,

Let me finish off quickly and I will

you!” I said walking towards the door only to be

of the most awkward but cool things ever. I just conversed with someone like we have been friends for the past 20 decades, invited her to my house for dinner only to realize I didn’t know

right across the hallway. We are neighbors. And oh, my name

is super cool. And you have the

pasta!” I

why I am joining you for that mac’ and cheese!” she

I liked this girl!

15 minutes after 8pm, there was a small knock on the door signaling

on and walked towards the door. And there she stood in pink matching lounge room suit that hugged her body perfectly; and mind you, she had a body of a model. I was 99.9% straight but that remaining 0.01% made me want to pounce on

got! Italian pasta goes very well with red wine. Although it’s not pasta, you are going to love i t.” She raised her hands

time, the food is ready.” I announced closing the door behind her and invited her to seat in my lounge room. I passed her and walked into the kitchen where I dished

telling me how good the mac’ is, its texture and what not and how well I cooked it. While in reality, I just cooked without paying

small sip of her wine. I