Chapter 201: Rachael’s outburst
Chapter 201: Rachael’s outburst
"Miles?"
The incredulousness in her voice as she shouted his name was something that startled the two other ladies in the room.
Rachael stared wide-eyed at him, mouth agape as she turned to look at her surroundings, then shakingly pointed at him. She dropped her hand, turned again, and pointed at him once more. Too speechless, too overwhelmed, the shock was so peak that she couldn’t process a single name from her mouth.
It went on for about ten seconds. Miles watched with an interested smile while Carolina was startled by her daughter’s outburst and panic-strickenly tried to comfort her.
Aaliyah watched the comical scene and suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu. Similar to those big TV dramas, a big reveal was about to happen.
"Miles? What the fuck are you doing here?"
She finally managed to say, unwilling to believe the arrogant, egoistic talk of the school was the masseur she dreamt and fantasized about. Especially after what Alison said about him. A handsome fuck who would simply discard you after sleeping with you. Such a bad review was what had made the majority of the girls stay away from Miles despite how great of a catch he was. But now, Miles was in her bedroom as the masseur she had been fantasizing about.
"Wait!"
Miles was about to reply with a teasing word when Rachael suddenly barked as if having realized something else.
She began waving her index finger at him, slowly tilting towards her mother in even more disbelief.
"Wait! Mom? Has Miles actually been the one fucking you?"
Close by, Aaliyah’s ears perked up, showing no surprise because she had expected something like this was going on due to how generous her bonus was.
Hearing her daughter’s shout, Carolina’s heart sank.
’Is Miles her ex? No, no, did he do something bad to her?’ she asked herself, but Rachael didn’t seem like she wanted to get a response and continued to fire on.
"For fucking sake, Mom. You’ve been fucked by a 17-year-old. And we both attend the same school—we are both in Junior year."
The room fell silent; at least other than Rachael’s heavy breathing, nothing could be heard.
Aaliyah watched in shock. Carolina stayed silent, having long known that Miles was a teen. Though the fact that he attended the same school as Rachael came as a surprise, other than that, she felt nothing.
"Is he your ex?" Carolina asked with a thoughtful expression, while Rachael opened her lips in shock.
"Mom? Are you seriously kidding me right now? Out of everything I just said, your only question is to ask if he’s my ex?" Rachael asked, appearing astonished.
"Hmmm," Carolina nodded curiously, and Rachael almost choked. She wanted to retort but suddenly realized that she had no reason to be so hostile towards Miles. He wasn’t even her ex-boyfriend and hadn’t offended her in any way.
Staring at Rachael with the same smile he had on his face, Miles watched her become speechless.
’Man, what a complicated gender. She’s been ranting nonstop for nothing, yet her infatuation gauge is swiftly approaching 100%.’
"Is he your ex?" Carolina repeated the same question just in time for Rachael to cower, shaking her head in frustration.
"He isn’t my ex. But just so you know, he’s going to tell the whole school he fucked my mom. He’s clearly arrogant. An egoistic fuck, so I know what he’s going to do."
Suddenly realizing how stupid she sounded, Rachael tried to save the last bit of her image by puffing out her chest.
"Oh baby. Come here." Carolina walked forward and wrapped Rachael in a comforting hug. "Miles isn’t a bad guy. He’s smart, strong, and capable, and doesn’t do any of those things you just mentioned."
Patting Rachael’s hair, Carolina withdrew, winking at Miles from the corner of her eye.
’Huh? What does she mean by that?’
Strutting forward, Miles stood an arm’s length away from Rachael, who tried to put up a brave front after her embarrassing outburst.
"Well, you kinda look prettier... and hotter while ranting about me." Speaking calmly in a playboy manner, he lowered his gaze, blatantly checking her out as he reached his hand toward her chin.
"...Rachael?" He smiled, seeing through her intentions to keep shut.
"You’ve said so much about me. Egoistic? Arrogant? Proud cunt? But if I remember correctly, you don’t even know that much other than the fact that I attended your birthday party. Whatever, I don’t actually care... Tell me something though."
"Did peeking while I fucked your mom give you sleepless nights? Her moans? Screams? That clapping sound when I thrust?" Miles smiled.
Standing by the side, Carolina’s face flushed, her eyes closing briefly as heat surged through her thighs. She was incredibly turned on by the fact that Miles was preaching to her own daughter about things he did to her. Such filthy desire.
Bluntly exposed, Rachael tried as much as possible to keep quiet but failed, eventually biting her lips just so she could hide the blush threatening to reveal itself. Controlling her breath with difficulty, she spoke through gritted teeth. "Stop speaking lies."
"Lies, huh? Then why are you dressed like this?"
Taking a step back, he motioned at the towel covering her body and Rachael’s face flushed. Feeling like the ground should open and swallow her up, she didn’t even dare rebut. ’How could I know it was you? Oh no, what am I going to do?’
"Have no fear, though. Even though I might be egoistic and arrogant, this is business. My clients’ satisfaction and confidentiality are my top priorities. So please, if you may?" He stepped to the side and motioned his hand toward the king-sized bed.
’Huh?’
Dumbfounded, Rachael couldn’t help but feel ashamed by his cool demeanor after she had wrongly accused him with no proof.
Her face flushed momentarily, but she managed to quickly catch her breath. Glancing at her mother, she saw Carolina’s encouraging smile that seemed to say it was all okay. She then bit her lip with hesitation and stared at Miles’s chill look for a couple of seconds before stepping forward to the side of the bed.