Chapter 12 : Privilege " Prissy ... wait , " he runs after me . I hear him say as he takes my arm gently . His face is flushed and he gives me a strange look . Pain ? * Please hear me out ... " he says anxious . I turn around and answer him quickly , with much more anger than I intended . " " What is your problem ? Why are you suddenly interested in me ? You must have two thousand women after you . Why me ? " I tell him and he looks at me with a startled expression . " What ? What do you mean ? " " You know ! You are always been the extraordinary super successful Ethan ! Why would a man like you look for me and kiss me in hidden places ? What's wrong with you ? Oh , yes ... so that no one sees you with me ! What will others say if they see you with me ? " I yell , and his anger returned immediately . " What are you talking about ? I would never have thought that ! I care about you , Prissy ! You have to believe me ! You don't know how much ! " he raises his voice again . He looks lost , like he really didn't understand what I said . It's pretty clear , isn't it ? He is mocking at me ! I'm his freaking little secret toy ! " Just ... leave me alone ! Is it so hard to understand ?. That's all I'm asking ! I don't want you to chase me , to talk to me , to write to me , I don't want to hear from you ! Leave me alone ! " I say abruptly . He looks taken aback . " I realize now that I may have been overly demanding , but I genuinely believed it was for your benefit . I wanted to assist you in advancing your career , becoming a better designer , and to participate on more projects . " He speaks as though he has a grand plan for me , treating me as if I'm merely a subject in his experiments . But I comprehend his perspective . I come from humble beginnings with limited education , while he likely holds a postgraduate degree . In his eyes , I require his benevolent assistance . I'm nothing , he was kind of a god . " Maybe for you , I am nothing , or nobody . Maybe you think I need help : the poor girl who stayed here , working as hard as she could without studying . And maybe you're right , " I tell him , and he listens to me , his expression puzzled . " But there's something I want you to know : I did it alone , with a lot of effort , sacrifices , blood , sweat and tears . I don't need someone who doesn't know me meddling in my affairs ...... And believes to know what's best for me ! " I explain very firm . At least he keeps his mouth shut . He seems offended . However , I doubt he'll actually understand what I'm saying . Men like Ethan typically don't pay heed to others ' perspectives . He just thinks and care in himself . Men like Ethan ... are really special . They are obviously privileged , good family , money , beach houses , titles , a guaranteed place at university . He has no worries other than making money and maintaining that level . He could fail ... and it really doesn't matter ... he will always have a family to help him , to lend some money to star again . But most of all , they look down on others . I learned that quickly . My sister Caroline was a different matter , she truly never understand our true position . She possessed the skill of blending in seamlessly and creating the illusion that she belonged to their world , despite the fact that she didn't , given our shared background . She was also one of those individuals who struggled to come to terms with her reality . She consistently held herself in higher regard than others , believing herself to be special , despite lacking the means or evidence to support such a claim . She saw herself as the most beautiful or intelligent person , but the truth is , there will always be someone who surpasses us in those aspects . In every corner of the world , there will always be someone more attractive , intelligent , or humorous than her , than me , than us . As she matured , my sister came to acknowledge that she was ordinary , yet she refused to accept it . Despite working at our mother's beauty salon , she often boasted about her conquests , eagerly awaiting a wealthy suitor to sweep her off her feet and find her like a precious gem among stones , preferably without much effort , I , on the other hand , saw reality as it was . Why ignore it ? Why deceive yourself ? I had learned this quickly in my own home , where I was always held in second place , and then Ethan opened my eyes . 1/2 p p Chapter 12 : Privilege I had been through some dark times in my teenage years , I thought I had gotten over it all ... but honestly , I think sometimes we just learn to live with it . I swear I never meant to hurt you ... that was never my intention ... " he says sorrowfully . Yeah ! Right ! It was just a figment of my imagination everything that happened in the past . I had tried to forget it , but I could not . And now he came along as if it was nothing . But then he appeared , with his words , his projects , seemingly out of nowhere , and now with his " assistance . " And to make matters worse ... with his kisses that weaken my knees , his long , warm hands , his beautiful eyes , his smile ... It hasn't been long , yet he's already made me tremble , caused my logic to falter and doubt . He undermines my resolve . It's clear that he would have this effect on me , wouldn't he ? I had dreamed of him ! He was my star , not distant , but right there , by my side , playing video games and eating cookies . And now I had it all within reach . Without even seeking it , without even lifting a finger . He touched me , gave me the best kisses I've ever experienced , made me shiver . But how does it all end ? I'll tell you how : with Priscilla left with a broken heart , crying , and in a terrible mess . Yes . He has nothing to lose . " You know what I really want ? To take a step back . Leave me alone ... don't interfere in my life . We work together , but that's it . " I tell him, and he looks at me as if he really doesn't understand anything I've said . Of course not , he is used to getting what he wants , to no one saying no , especially to a girl with extra pounds and a stupid job . Enough is enough ! I feel desperate and my hands tremble . How is it possible that his mere presence makes me feel like this ? I have to draw a line , a space that allows me to go on with my life . Even if we have to see each other every day . And left and returned to the garden . " Priscilla ! Wait ! " He yells but I dont care . Dinner is about to be served and everyone is seated . Dinner passes quietly , and I can still feel my heart beating fast . I could almost feel where Ethan put his hands on me , as if my body had a special ability to remember his touch , his fingers , the path of his lips . And I wanted more , so much more . F Damn ! * Priscilla ... are you okay , darling ? Your face is flushed , are feeling all right ? " Maggie asks , and I would like to be struck by lightning right here because I feel that my nerves are betraying me . " Mmmm ... yes ... I'm okay ... it's just the air is warm ... isn't it ? " I say and it didn't sound very convincing . Tommy is looking at me suspicious . I can't even look at Ethan , but he surely looks cool like nothing happened , while I'm a mess . * Really ? I feel there's a cold air ... " Tommy says , and I give him a little kick , and he goes quiet . How do I explain all this to him ? The night goes on , and I do what I can , but I can feel Ethan's eyes not leaving me all night . Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!