My Heart Rob.

　　As soon as Camilla gets to her room, her happiness washes away from her and it is replaced with anxiety and doubt.

　　What is she doing?

　　This isn't her life. How will she blend into his life?

　　She starts pacing her room thinking about the doom she has placed herself in. Why did she accept so fast?

　　Now, what can she do?

　　As she paces around, her eyes land on her phone and she rushes to it. She picks it up and dials Lisa's number.

　　"Lisa?" She says as her best friend picks up the call.

　　"Camilla, don't tell me you have a situation. Because these days you only call when you have a situation!" Lisa hisses on the line.

　　"Yes Lisa I have a situation and there is no one else I can call except you." Camilla knows she hasn't been communicating well with Lisa ever since she left the house and they had an argument about Camilla also leaving the house. Camilla's heart is in the Estate but Lisa finds it very risky to keep staying.

　　Lisa sighs in frustration. "What is it, Camilla?"

　　"Lisa, Ethan wants to take me on a date for a freaking red carpet on Saturday!" Camilla screams.

　　"Sooo..." Lisa trials off. "What's the big deal? You don't have a dress?"

　　"No, it's not that he already got me a dress and it's fabulous! But what do I do?"

　　Lisa rolls her eyes and breathes out another sigh. "Camilla, you already got the gown. You are over-excited about it. So why are you asking me an obvious question? You want to go there just like you want to keep staying in the house, so why are you asking me?"

　　Lisa sounds bitter and this broke Camilla's heart. She doesn't want her friend to be like this. She wants them to be happy again. Camilla tries her best to make their relationship better. She tries to make them be a team again but Lisa makes it hard. She makes it seem like Camilla's efforts are in vain.

　　"Lisa," Camilla whispers calmly. "Aren't you happy for me?"

　　Lisa sighs again, she is making too many sighs, and this alarms Camilla.

　　"Lisa is something wrong?"

　　"Camilla, I am happy that you are fallen for someone who also likes you in return. But I am scared for you as well because baby girl Ethan is from another world. When he finds out all you have been doing to him, I am not certain he is going to take it nicely... It will be a disaster that will surely break your heart and that's what I don't want to see happening. Like always I am only looking out for you!" Lisa cries out with sincerity.

　　Camilla is quiet for she knows Lisa is right. She and Ethan don't belong in the same basket. She is from a different tree and he is also from a different tree. They can't be together... But they can at least try.

　　"Lisa, I know what you are saying. But let me at least enjoy this one. I will face the consequences later... For now, let me be happy..." Vanilla whispers

　　"Oh, Camilla. Can you come over?" Lisa realise her strictness has hurt her friend and she wanted to make it up to her. "You know what, I will come over there myself okay? Just stay calm..." Lisa hangs up the phone and starts preparing to go to the estate to visit Camilla.

　　***

　　Peter is stirred awake by the warm breath on his member. At first, he thinks he is imagining it as he starts picturing Lisa licking and sucking his private member.

　　Suddenly his eyes flutter open and he realizes he is not in his room. How can Lisa be here?

　　He looks down at himself and finds Sandra sucking his cock.

　　An enormous amount of disgust crawls to his body and he pushes her away from him. Sandra looks panicked and stares sadly at him

　　"What are you doing?" He growls.

　　"Baby I was-" she starts saying but he cuts her off.

　　"Don't! How dare you? Why would you do that to me?" He felt disgusted not just with the woman in front of him but with himself for even coming to her room in the first place.

　　Sandra starts crying and she quickly pucks up her robe to cover up her nakedness. "You came to me and I thought that was what you wanted! I was only trying to be a good lover to you!"

　　"A good lover?" Peter seethes. "How many times do I have to tell you that it is over between us and that I want nothing to do with you? How many times?"

　　"Why do you lead me on then? Why did you come to my room if there is nothing between us?" Sandra barks wiping her tears with the back of her hand. "You keep saying there is nothing between us anymore yet for the past few days you have been running back to me. What did you expect me to think? And then we sleep on the same bed and your cock twitches you think my wolf and me can resist that? J am not a log of wood Peter. I am a living being with blood and water running through my veins."

　　Peter falls in silent. The question, hits his conscience as well. Why did he accept her? Why did he come to her room to even begin with?

　　He takes a deep breath, passing a hand over his bed messed hair. He picks up his pants and puts them In. Sandra has misunderstood him.

　　He walks up to where she stood fixing up her robe belt. "I am sorry Sandra. I- I didn't know you thought I was leading you on. I thought we just had a normal conversation. I wanted a normal conversation and I didn't think about what you would have wanted... I am sorry, " I apologize pulling her into a hug.

　　She cries into her chest and I pat her hair gently. When she stops sobbing, I pull her away from my chest and try to smile at her.

　　"Even if our relationship is over. We can still be friends without any emotional attachment..."

　　Sandra's heart is broken over into tiny pieces but she accepted the offer. It is better than not being close to him at all. She will use his trust to his own advantage on.

　　"Okay, " she sniffs. "There is no problem."

　　"I am really sorry for everything Sandra, " Peter tells her and she waves her hand dismissively like it's no big deal even if her heart bleeds in anger as he leaves her. She has suffered and struggled to get Peter to like her and just when she thought she has finally gotten him back, she has lost him again.

　　"It's fine. Go freshen up!" She says flashing him a tight-lipped smile and Peter nods his head and slips out of her room.

　　He feels remorseful for leaving Sandra but what can he do, the heart knows what it wants and his heart wants Lisa. He has tried to forget about her ever since their little fight but he discovered that the more he tries to get her thoughts out of his mind, the more he thinks about her, the more impossible it is to get rid of her from his mind.

　　He has already missed breakfast and for some reason, no one came to call on him and Sandra probably didn't bother to wake him.

　　He goes into his room and takes a quick shower making sure to scrub his cock extra hard to remove the sensation of Sandra's lips around it. He needs someone else's lips and not Sandra.

　　He puts on a fresh t-shirt and jeans and proceeds to the kitchen. Mary is sitting in the small dining in the kitchen enjoying her breakfast when Peter walks in.

　　"Oh, Sir Peter. How are you?" She asks getting up to her feet, "are you okay now? Miss Sandra said you had a rough night." There is an undertone of disappointment in her voice but never the less she still cares about his well-being.

　　From what she is saying, Peter, knows what seed Sandra had planted in all their minds. She must have made it seem like they were having an affair or worst!

　　"I am feeling much better now. Can I get something to eat?" He asks her and she scurries to her feet to get it but he stops her

　　"You are eating Mary. I can wait for you to finish or you just point out where it is and I'll get it myself. Enjoy your meal." He flashes her a smile and she shakes her head. Her eyes slowly return their usual bright self.

　　"It's not a problem. I'll get it. I put it aside so it won't be a lot of trouble for me." She moves to the microwave and turns it on. Then she returns to continue with her meal of bacon and juice.

　　"As soon as you hear it ding, it's all yours, " she tells him.

　　"Thank you, Mary." Peter picks a seat beside her and waits for the machine to ding as she has instructed.

　　A silence falls between them and Peter starts tapping his foot impatiently. The few minutes it takes for the machine to ding is almost as long as a lifetime of waiting.

　　Finally, it dings and Peter goes to retrieve the plate from the machine. He brings it to the same table and starts matching on his plate of bacon.

　　"You know miss Lisa is a better girl in the kitchen than Miss Sandra, " Mary starts and Peter is confused at first as to where the conversation is headed.

　　"She is also a very sweet girl to everyone..."

　　Then Peter gets it. Mary thinks he has gotten back to Sandra.

　　Shit!

　　That woman must have told them a lot of lies at the breakfast table.

　　"Mary, I like Lisa but she doesn't like me," Peter tells her as he continues eating.

　　Mary gasps, staring at him. "Is that why you went back to Sandra?"

　　Before Peter can respond, the kitchen door opens and Peter is shocked to find who is at the door.

　　"Lisa?"