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   Chapter 14 The Landmines of the Guru

The Fancy Pants Club By JMFelic Characters: 14056

Updated: 2018-05-07 14:46


POV: Daniella

After our conversation with Rohan, Erik sent me back to my room for reasons unclear to me. His only instruction was to stay there until he fetches me later tonight. I, of course, complained with his boring order. I didn't want to stay and be unproductive. Taking advantage of my words, he smirked and gave me my first assignment and that was to memorize the rooms of each floors of the chateau by heart.

In the end, I stayed in my room for four hours; did some internet surfing through the chateau's excellent WiFi on my laptop, learning the map of the floors and its rooms (yeah, by heart), and ate my lunch alone. When afternoon came however, a knock on my door sounded. It was Suri visiting me with her old-man butler bringing a basket of pastry and tea.

Since the first day I met this sweet angel, I knew already she was a refined lady; wearing European clothes that Vogue would like to put on their magazines and her holding lavish parties and tea times just like what she invited me to do right now. I couldn't say no of course as I was dying for a companion (no, Erik doesn't count) since this morning.

In my living room balcony we took our time. We talked about a lot of things club-related and she gave me all information about the activities of the chateau and the grand parties that we were invited as members of the club. She gave me a crash course on how to become fancy (as per the president's tastes) much to my willingness and she invited me on a shopping sometime this week when I'm vacant.

Additional clothes are what I needed since I wasn't able to pack enough. I didn't expect that I would be staying here for six months in the first place so that was already given.

Suri was very accommodating with me, but what I noticed about her is her subtleness on eluding information about the personal lives of the members. She'd change the subject smoothly whenever I ask her about how the club was established and the basic infos on its current members.

"It would be great to know them more at least to establish rapport and trust, " I explained to her and she gave me an understanding smile.

"That's an admirable reason Dani and I would have wanted to help you but for now, maybe it's better if you ask permission on the president first, " she answered.

Although it pains me to ask any request from that buffoon, I guess I didn't have a choice. If I want to survive here and create friends along the way, I have to do so. "I guess that's safe enough, " I murmured and then finished my tea in one gulp.

Time check, it was already twenty minutes past five. I couldn't believe that our conversation had lasted this long.

Mr. Clyde took care of the plates and teacups while me and Suri exchanged air kisses to say goodbye. Apparently Amano and her are going on a date and she had to prepare herself for it. I too have one (although I wouldn't call it a date) but still I needed to make myself presentable looking.

"I'll see you tomorrow in your unveiling, " Suri stated when we were in my doorway.

"My what?" I arched a brow.

She did the same, probably taken aback. "Didn't you know? You have your own private party tomorrow to celebrate your membership into the club. Since this was first established a year ago, we didn't have any outsiders as members at all, so your presence calls for a celebration!"

Now I gaped. "Huh. Erik didn't inform me at all."

She smiled and thinned her eyes. "Hmmm... maybe he will tonight." For some reason, I got a feeling she was hinting me something, but I just dismissed it and answered simply, "Yes, I think so too."

"Well, I'll see you tomorrow. You better dress up, okay?" And then, she air-kissed me again. She is really such a cute girl.

"Yes, I will. See you."

Oh, I will alright. I'll show Erik how I look nowhere near a maid.

I'm no femme fatale, but in the back of my head, I was already concocting a plan on how to unsettle Erik and his oh so self-important attitude. He'll regret that he blackmailed me into becoming his slave.

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After an hour and a half, I was ready in my black jeans and white blazer. I had a rose quartz necklace around my neck and a matching bracelet

nt, " I said as I pointed the floor seats in the front section.

Daniella, who looked nervous since we entered the Awakening Room, stiffed for a moment. "Do—do we have to sit together?" she asked shifting her eyes to the acting-insensitive president.

I smiled on her way. "Yes, you have to. You are to accompany him right? It's not good for the president to be alone in a place like this. Those couples—" I discreetly shifted my eyes on my rich guests who was talking to Erik earlier, "—might get the wrong idea, and besides where else should you sit if not here?"

POV: Daniella

Where indeed. I asked myself in frustration.

"Looks like I don't have a choice, " I grumbled low enough for Rohan to only hear.

"Great! Now, if you may sit down, we will start with the slideshows, " he informed and I nodded.

Once I arranged myself in one of the pillow seats, Erik joined me without a word. He heavily dragged himself into a corner where his head can rest against an elephant statue and crossed his legs in a relaxed position. Gone was his gallant act earlier. Since we are alone in our private space and the lights are dim, he can actually act back to the cold man that he is.

I just rolled my eyes and as much as I could, dragged myself as far away from him as possible. Well... at least as far as our private space could give me. I didn't start a conversation with him still, anyway it wasn't going to happen since in the periphery of my vision, I noticed him closing his eyes.

Huh, he really is tired.

Rohan started with a greeting, then a short introduction of his work followed by the Kama Sutra history and facts slideshow.

'Written by Vātsyāyana, a portion of the work consists of practical advice on sexual intercourse. "Kāma" which is one of the four goals of Hindu life, means desire including sexual desire the latter being the subject of the textbook, and "sūtra" literally means a thread or line that holds things together, and more metaphorically refers to an aphorism (or line, rule, formula), or a collection of such aphorisms in the form of a manual. As noted by Jacob Levy, the majority of the book is about the philosophy and theory of love, what triggers desire, what sustains it, how and when it is good or bad.'

After listening to the male narrator, I couldn't help myself but glance at Erik again.

He is...sleeping.

His face was calm. The rise and fall of his chest wasn't labored. He looked even childish in his position — his head leaning against the elephant's face and his fingers raking his hair.

Damn... My heart is going to explode because of this sexy cuteness!

I'm glad that he is sleeping though for I don't like to watch this Kama Sutra history (complete with erotic pictures) with him. It won't do well on both our parts at all.

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