《My Boyfriend is an XXX Robot?》


 Chapter 1

    "What the hell!?!" Zarina burst out the moment she shut the doors to her luxurious penthouse close behind her.


    She had just come back from the hospital. Last night, she had fainted and when she woke up, the doctor had solemnly informed her that she only had a month left to live.


    At first, she had just laughed it off, unable to believe it. But when she was in the consultation room of the third doctor and he had said the exact same thing as the previous two doctors, Zarina''s world came crumbling down. She ended up begging the doctors to save her, telling them she had a lot of money to pay them, telling the doctors over and over that she was a millionaire. But they all had told her ''I''m sorry'' and one even told her frankly that even if she had all the money in the world, the result would still be the same. The final verdict was still for her to make her preparations.


    "Then what the hell did I worked so hard for all my life?! Did I just worked my ass off for so many years and build all this wealth just for me to die young?!" she screamed in a fit, throwing her luxurious designer bag on the floor, not caring that the handbag that cost 5-figures was being treated like trash.


    Her back slammed against the door behind her and she slid down on the floor in an inelegant heap.


    Zarina was rich. She was a self-made millionaire. When she was eleven, her single-parent mother left her to her grandparents. She grew up under their very strict care. Her mother never showed her face again ever since she left her daughter to her parents. When Zarina''s grandparents died, she lived by herself and after many struggles, she somehow managed to finish her degree earlier than her peers. Of course, that involved sweat and blood on her part.


    She had focused herself on nothing else but her studies. And once she graduated, she immediately looked for a job all the while starting up and running a small business on the side. A few years later, her small business had grown and since then, Zarina left her full-time job and focused all her time on her business.


    Now, at twenty-eight, she was a successful businesswoman, a self-made millionaire. And¡­ dying.


    She could only laugh at the irony of it all as she looked at her luxurious and regal but lonesome place. Then her smile faded at the realization that had slowly dawned to her. That she had nothing but herself and her money.


    The doctors had kindly advised her to go and spend her remaining days with her loved ones or travel to places that she had always wanted to go. It was time for her to strike things off her bucket list.


    But Zarina had no one that she was close to. Much less a loved one. Her mother had left her long ago and she had no idea even if she was still alive or not. She did not want to go looking for that mother who was in name only either. She did not want to see the mother who had abused her own child. Friends¡­ she has a few, but she does not consider them as loved ones. She knew most of them were only friends with her because she has money. She has a best friend at least and she loved her but her best friend was in a very dire situation right now, caring for her terminally ill child and dealing with a painful divorce. She would not want to add up to the problems her friend has!


    When she finally calmed down after just sitting slumped against her door in a daze for hours, Zarina finally rose from the floor and dragged herself to the bathroom and soaked herself in her luxurious jacuzzi. The warm jet streams pounding on her back and bubbles churning all around her with the warm and floral scent of Bulgarian rose and Neroli essential oils somehow washed away the slump and mind-numbing heaviness that had weighed her down.


    Her mind felt to be clearer now. As she sighed and looked up at the ceiling, she felt like her entire life flashing by like a slide show in her mind and a bitter smile curved on her face. How was it that she only realized this now? That she had actually no life at all aside from work, work, and more work? She realized now that she had been living to work, not working to live.


    One of the most obvious pieces of evidence was the fact that she was still a virgin. Her friends had told her that she already had it all, except a man¡­ and yes, sex life. They were right. Zarina never had a boyfriend in her entire life. And no one knew the real reason why. That she has a phobia with men. She was totally fine around them when there were other women around, but she just could not stand to stay with them or any man alone, except for children. That was why whenever she has private conversations with her male business partners, she always dragged her trusted secretary along with her no matter what. If her secretary were to fall ill, she would rather reschedule than face those men alone. It was to that extent!


    Zarina had kept this as her deep dark secret for her entire life. The only one who knew about it was her best friend who had always encouraged her to go for therapy to have this issue fixed. But she had told her best friend that she will go when she had time ¨C which she never took seriously due to various reasons aside from being busy ¨C all the while, telling her other friends that there was still plenty of time for her to look for a man and experience love and sex. For now, what is more important to her was to focus on building more wealth for herself.


    Ironically, now here she was, out of time. With no man, no love life, no sex life to her name. She was just alone, rich and dying.


    "One month, huh," she muttered to herself and the little villainess within her chuckled and rose to mock her. "Somehow, this life of mine is getting funnier. What an unexpected twist, Zarina."


    Her eyes started to blur as her vision wavered, and in the next several minutes, she cried her heart out until she left the bathroom and passed out on her bed, hugging her beloved pillow close to her chest.


    When she finally opened her eyes again, the sun was already high and blazing in the sky. She groaned as this was probably the first time she had overslept in a very long time. This was the very first time she had let herself just lie there staring at the ceiling for an immeasurable amount of time before she finally rose from the bed. Her mind had wandered and there was no solid and clear thought that she could grasp onto, but she had just allowed herself the freedom to laze about for once since she had started working.


    By the time she stepped out of the bathroom after freshening herself up, she picked up her phone and there were already more than ten missed calls. It was her dependable secretary, Cecille.


    Lifelessly, she picked up the phone and dialled the number that was repeated in her call log.


    "Ma''am Zary! Oh thank god, you finally answered! Are you alright, ma''am?" her secretary exclaimed. Well, that was a very expected reaction and a small curve appeared at the corners of her lips. Zarina knew that her employees would freak out if she actually missed a day of work without prior notice. That was so not her.


    "I''m taking a day off, Cecille. Cancel everything on my schedule." She said and the secretary fell silent. "Also, don''t bother calling me until I call you, understood?" she shot out her orders one after another, clear and concise.


    "Y-yes ma''am. ¡­ Are you unwell?" Cecille''s professional tone softened a little as she asked after her boss.


    "No."


    "Then why-"


    "Stop asking." Zarina snapped.


    "Y-yes ma''am!" Cecille knew when she should stop.


    Zarina was about to end the call when suddenly, a question left her mouth. "I have a question for you, Cecille." She asked her secretary on an impulse. It would not hurt, right? She would just get some extra ideas.


    "Yes, ma''am?"


    "Assuming that you have a lot of money you''ve earned hard for, and one day you suddenly found out that you only have a month left to live, what will you do?" Zarina asked with a flat tone, as though the question was really an afterthought.


    Cecille was silent for a moment. "Well, I guess I''ll just go and spend all my hard earned money on myself within that entire month, buying the things I never had until there''s nothing left. After all, I won''t be able to bring all those riches with me to the grave, right? Why are you asking me such a weird question ¨C"


    "Alright, I see. Remember not to call me. I don''t care who it is or what the problem is. Just settle it on your own. If you need, discuss with the VP. Just don''t call me and don''t try to come to my penthouse. Understood?" Zarina abruptly ended the call as soon as Cecille said yes.


    "Spend all my money, huh¡­" she murmured and then a heavy sigh escaped her mouth. "Fine then, I guess that''s a lot better than rotting alive like this just waiting for the day I''ll die inside a luxurious penthouse." She thought that what her secretary suggested was not a bad idea at all. She was going to spend all her hard earned money within this month. Yes, she will buy everything she never had. "First things first¡­ let''s make a list of the things I don''t have yet."


    After an hour¡­


    Things I never had yet.


    #1. Man (must be hot!)


    #2. Love life


    #3. Sex life


    Looking at the list, Zarina groaned out loud and covered her eyes. Despite her fear of men, she would be lying if she said that she had never desired wanting to experience having a hot man, a spectacular love life and yes, a healthy and vibrant sex life. She was a perfectly healthy woman, and she was not asexual. That was why she had already planned that in the next year, she will finally go for that therapy her best friend had been bugging her to go for and deal with her problem. But now there was no more next year for her. There was no time left and she certainly would not want to spend the remaining 30 days of her life going for therapy! No way in hell she was getting herself stuck being psychoanalysed to death ¨C literally!!


    "What the hell! These things can''t be bought!?! And yes, even if I can buy a man, I''d just get scared of him and run away from him!" She flung her notebook to the side in frustration.


    As she looked at the notebook on the floor, she finally saw the designer bag she had thrown in anger last night. She rose to pick it up when she saw a black coloured card that had fallen on the floor as though it had dropped out from the side pocket of her bag.


    She narrowed her eyes as she stared at the card which looked like an advertisement. She did not remember who had given it to her or when did she even slipped it into her bag. She was just so out of her mind yesterday when she had walked around after leaving the doctor''s office that she could not recall even where she had been the whole time after receiving that horrifying news about herself.


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 Chapter 2

    Zarina raised her brow at the blatantly suggestive ad and then rolled her eyes. She could not believe she was even reading such a troll. Where did she even get this piece of shit advert? She must have been really out of it yesterday to even take this piece of crap and even crazier to keep it in her bag.


    However, instead of crumpling the ebony piece of paper and throwing it away like what she always does, Zarina surprisingly found herself downloading the app into her phone. Well, she was going to die soon anyway she thought to herself and shrugged her slim shoulders. It does not matter anymore whatever silly things she did! In fact, she could be excused for all and any silly behaviours from here on out. She has the license for it!


    To her surprise, the strange app seemed legit as she checked the developer''s contact details on the app store. It even had the best interface she had ever seen. It was actually looking so professional that Zarina could not help but be amazed.


    Curiosity hit her like a ton of bricks, and she browsed the app with growing interest. She was again shocked to find out that the app was indeed selling the perfect men to their clients ¨C the problem was that these ''perfect men'' were all robots! Or wait, was that not a good thing? At least for her¡­?


    She had heard about this new-fangled idea a couple of years ago that a company had successfully created the perfect and realistic robot that could simulate humans to a T. She had seen one before in an exhibit she had attended years back and she was actually awed because the robot was so realistic that there was not even a single flaw or even a sign it was not actually human. She had also tried touching it and the robot''s skin has no difference at all compared to a real human''s skin.


    It had shocked Zarina at how technology had grown so fast in the recent years, but she had always known such innovation was bound to happen. It was just a matter of time, given humanity''s ingenuity. It was really not something that was impossible.


    In the next couple of hours, Zarina found herself stuck browsing the app. She had even chatted to the online real time costumer service officer about all the specifics of their products. She even told the seller about her secret predicament and that she thought that since the man was a robot, her trauma would probably not be triggered.


    She must truly say that the costumer service officer she was chatting to was probably one of the best in their line, as she had actually managed to convince a meticulous woman like her to be sold on the idea of a robot male companion to overcome her fears. The woman she was communicating with even told her that she can have a test for herself first if the robot will trigger her phobia. She also told her that there was a safety word input upon starting the robot up and she can just yell ''shut down'' if her phobia kicks in in his presence. She was being assured that there was no way that the robot could cause any hurt to its owner ¨C emotional, mental or physical.


    In the end, Zarina was sold on the idea and actually agreed to buy one. She was laughing at herself when the chat ended. But who cares? Nobody cares if she was taking on one hell of a mad decision for the first time in her life. Her life has been too serious for the entire life. She had never made any decisions on a whim. Perhaps, it was time for her to introduce some madness in her life too. Besides, was she not looking for things and some place to spend her hard earned money on? The robot she was looking at costs a whooping ten million dollars and it was certainly something she never had. She did not even actually care anymore if this was a scam!


    [PLEASE GIVE THE SPECIFIC APPEARANCE YOU DESIRE.] the app had a whole page of specific requests to be tailored to the individual client''s wants and Zarina quickly typed in her answers and filled up the requirements she wanted for her robot.


    [I want a hot guy. Tall. Tanned skin. Smoking sexy eyes. Thick and dark lashes. Full and symmetrical lips. Broad shoulders and muscular chest. Wavy and thick hair. Sculpted abs. And yes, just plain perfect and gorgeous at the same time. I need the hottest man all girls in the world are drooling for! A man straight out from a romance novel in short!]


    [PLEASE CHOOSE YOUR TYPE.] the app requested again for more characteristics required and it gave her ten different hunks as samples to refer to. Zarina''s jaw almost dropped at the sight of the men. They were all just too much! Definitely the meaning of godly perfection. She was getting a continuous nosebleed just looking at their pictures! She could not imagine having the real deal standing in front of her. Ahh!! As it is, she could feel her head getting lightheaded looking at all these eye candy.


    For some reason, even though all of the men pictured there were helluva gorgeous and just too good to be true, Zarina could not seem to take her eyes off the hazel-eyed man. Her heart even actually strangely skipped a beat when she zoomed in on his face and his eyes was seemingly locked onto her own ¨C something she found funny, and she shook her head in disbelief, thinking that it was just her overactive imagination due to the excitement of this new thing she was experimenting in.


    She picked the picture of the hazel-eyed man without hesitation and thus, after a few more steps, she was finally able to buy the male robot of her choice.


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    ...


    Several hours later, there was knock on her door.


    Zarina jumped and almost fell from her lounging position on her couch. She was comfortably wrapped in her favourite blanket, drowning from the miserable event that was her life. She even forgot about the mad indulgence she had impulsively decided on just this morning. It was shocking how useless money was for her now that she was on the verge of dying. It used to be everything to her. It had been the driving force for her to get up every morning and push forward in her career day after day, year after year. Yet now, she did not even mind it at all even if she was scammed and ended up throwing millions of dollars away just like that. Sighing, she had a sudden comprehension at how useless money was when once was dying.


    Thinking that it was the food delivery service, Zarina opened the door. However, she was surprised when a huge rectangular box towered before her. She blinked at the unexpected size of the package and stood at the entrance, looking at the box dumbly. Did she order anything that was this big? She cocked her head to the side, trying to recall if she had made any purchase this size.


    But before she could recall anything, there were four delivery boys and a woman who suddenly appeared and stood around the large parcel in front of her door. The woman smiled warmly at her and then she approached Zarina with a professional air, all the while instructing the delivery boys to bring the box inside her lounge. She did not forget to remind them to be careful in handling the package as they brought it in over the threshold. Zarina could only back up in confusion as the people and package moved into her house, bustling about, as busy as bees.


    "Are you working with the company where this delivery came from?" Zarina finally found her voice and asked the woman. She of course avoided speaking to the delivery boys as they were males.


    "No, ma''am. But the source of this parcel instructed that a woman should accompany the delivery boys." The woman explained patiently with a respectful smile and Zarina lifted her brows in surprise. She did not expect the seller to be so considerate.


    "Do you guys know what''s inside this box?" she asked curiously, and the woman shook her head with another smile. She suddenly remembered her impulse purchase that she had made this morning.


    "Ma''am, we ¨C as the affiliated transport company ¨C were only instructed to deliver it safely until this package arrives in perfect condition inside your home." She informed Zarina, still maintaining her professional smile. And once the package was transported over and set down in the middle of her spacious living room, the delivery boys tipped their caps to her, while the lady nodded at her before they left, closing her doors softly behind them. Zarina was stunned for a moment at the sudden whirlwind of movements during the past few minutes and stood there unmoving for a couple more minutes. Then she shook herself out of her stupor before turning away from her front doors and looking back to her living room where the large box still stood there, waiting to be opened. She shrugged her shoulders and proceeded to get her blade to aid her in the process.


    Since the box was so tall, Zarina had to pull out her step ladder to be able to reach the tops of the box in order to run the blades along the taped up openings. As she ran the blade and climbed up, went down, walked around and bent over, she panted and thought to herself that this item she was unpacking better be worth the effort. Just opening up the box was so much work!! She finally unboxed the huge parcel and pulled off the clear tape that was wrapped around it. And to her surprise, a naked man, so perfect and hot appeared before her eyes. It was unbelievable. She thought it would look like a doll, but he was really so human that Zarina could not help but gasp out in surprise.


    "Oh. My. God!!!" She screamed with eyes wide opened. Any wider and her eyeballs would have popped out of their sockets.


    Her eyes slowly trailed down from his hair, and further down to his middle. The moment her eyes fell on his lower half, she caught a breath at the sight of him wearing a fitting black underwear. Her face still burned hotly though. That underwear was tight enough that it might as well not cover anything. However, she was still thankful that it was there as she thought her heart would not be able to take it if it was fully on display. She poked at his abs curiously. His skin felt so real! The only difference was that his skin was cooler to the touch. The customer service officer did tell her though that his temperature will warm up once the robot was turned on.


    She poked at it again, so amazed and awed at the lifelike texture of it, she had actually forgotten about her own dilemma.


    "Okay, calm down Zary. Calm down. It''s time to check on the manual." She told herself before taking several deep breaths.


    She checked on it and she was surprised that she could actually choose the kind of emotions the robot would be able to have and the ones to display. She could even adjust his body temperature!


    Excitement was filling her heart now. Tossing aside the miserable and dark emotions swallowing her just a while ago, she allowed herself to revel in the excitement.


    "Now, shall I wake you up?" she spoke out loud as she faced him. Her heart quickened a little and she bit down on her lower lip, stopping herself from saying the word that will trigger him to wake up.


    According to the manual, this robot will listen to the very first voice that awakens him. He will never listen to anybody else but the owner of the voice that first awakened him. This robot was also apparently, automatic so there was no remote control or press button on his body which Zarina thought was such a convenience.


    A long and deep breath escaped from her lips. She was thankful she was not feeling the fear she usually felt when she was around human males. Usually, just finding a grown man inside a room, even if he was sleeping, was enough to make Zarina bolt out in an instant. But with him¡­ with this perfect robot, she was not feeling it. This was a very good sign. Very good indeed! And her eyes twinkled and sparkled with excitement.


    Now all she needed to do was awaken him and see if her reaction still would remain the same. She hoped that she would not be scared.


    One more deep breath and Zary finally opened her mouth again. "Open your eyes." She commanded.


    She subconsciously held her breath when his enviably long, thick and dark lashes fluttered open.

 Chapter 3

    Those dark and luscious lashes fluttered before opening. A pair of breathtaking dark-gold orbs focussed and looked down at her from his towering height. And Zary''s jaw dropped. Oh my lord! She was going to have a heart attack due to his unreal handsomeness!


    He blinked and then flashed her a devastating smile that nearly made Zary''s nose bleed all over again. Her heart palpitated and she thought that she might get a cardiac arrest at how that smile was just too striking.


    "Please give me a name." he spoke. His voice sounding like a pleasurable sin.


    "Uh¡­ name¡­ okay¡­" Zary could not help but stutter as she searched her brain for suitable names that would fit this seductive male. Her brained suddenly short circuited and could not think of anything and could only look at his dark-gold eyes that seemed to be sucking her in. Now that the perfect unreal statue had opened his eyes, and was now looking so human, Zary was completely dumbfounded. How¡­ just how could a robot looked so real and unreal at the same time because of how ridiculously handsome he was? He was the most beautiful man she had ever seen! In Zary''s opinion, this might actually be what god''s most beautiful angel looked like! And not just that! Everything about him now that he was awake, just felt ridiculously seductive. Every single move, every ''breath'' that he took, every emotion that flitted across his face ¨C every single one of it screamed seduction. She could not help but think that this might be how that fallen angel, called the ''seducer'', would look like as well.


    "Sam¡­" Zarina cut herself not realizing she said that one word out loud. What was that fallen angel''s name again? Samael?


    "I am Sam¡­" he said, pulling Zarina''s attention. Wait! That was not the name that she had intended to give him! She was about to argue when the robot spoke again.


    "May I know your name, Miss?" he asked and Zary finally found her voice.


    "Zarina. Just¡­ call me Zary." She offered a little weakly.


    "I, Sam, will be your sex partner from now on. I will do my best to satisfy your sexual needs, Zary." His wonderfully low-pitched voice rolled over her like a warm swash of pleasurable wave, then somehow curling and ending up low in her belly. It triggered a primitive response in her that she had never experienced before.


    Zarina felt like her throat ran dry especially the moment her name rolled off his lips. But as soon as she processed what he had just said, her eyes slowly widened.


    "Wait ¨C what? Did¡­ did you just say sex partner?" she almost screeched out in shock.


    "Yes."


    "W-what?!!!" Wait a minute!! Whoa!!! What had she gotten herself into?


    "I am a sex robot, Zary." He explained in a matter-of-fact tone.


    Zarina''s jaw dropped opened and she could not say a word for a moment due to shock.


    "My god!!! But I ordered a robot boyfriend not a sex doll!" she exclaimed loudly.


    He tilted his head. "It''s not a sex doll, Zary. It''s a sex robot. To be more precise, I am a sex robot." He corrected and Zarina''s mouth opened and closed due to being too dumbfounded. And her reaction is not just because of what he was saying, that he was a sex robot. But also because she saw an amused flash that very quickly came and went in his eyes. That emotion seemed too real! That was just too¡­ human!


    Suddenly, Zary lightly slapped her palms on each side of his face. "Are you really a robot?" her eyes narrowed suspiciously.


    "Yes, I a ¨C"


    "Shut down!" she yelled quickly, and he stilled and slowly, his eyes closed.


    Zarina checked him over once again. First, she put her ear to his chest and listened to his heart. It was clearly not beating. He was not breathing either. She waited for some more minutes to pass and when he did not breathe nor showed signs of a pulse, she laughed and shook her head. The customer service officer indeed told her that the robot had emotions being input as well, which was something she had never expected to be really true.


    "Open your eyes." She said again a little reluctantly, but he did not awaken, causing her to frown and repeat the command again. Still, nothing happened. Oh my god! Is he already broken?! I just got him and now he is spoilt?!


    Panic suddenly surged within Zary and she grabbed her phone and quickly dialled the customer service helpline.


    "Hello?" her voice nervously called out.


    "Yes, ma''am, may I help ¨C"


    "It''s me, Zarina. The one who ordered the robot. He''s not waking up! I think he''s already broken. You need to come and fix him!" Zarina did not even wait for the customer support officer to finish her greeting before blurting out her concerns. There was a short pause behind the line and a professional sounding voice replied.


    "Please calm down ma''am. Did you already tell him the command?"


    "Yes. But he''s not responding."


    "Have you already given him a name?"


    "Well, I think so¡­yes, I have." Zarina confirmed with the officer.


    "Aah¡­ If that is the case, then you need to use it from now on ma''am, when trying to command him."


    "Oh," Zarina breathed out in relief. She looked at the robot and "Open your eyes, Sam." She ordered and his lashes fluttered open as it did the first time.


    Another deep breath escaped her mouth. Damn! That really gave her a big scare! Wait¡­ why was she panicking about a robot?! It was not like he could actually die!


    She faced palmed and shook her head. My god, this is getting funnier! And double damn because she could have used a hotter name than just plain old ''Sam''. Now there was no way to change his name anymore according to the manual. It should at least be Samael to make it sound a little bit better. A little more exotic even. She sighed and shrugged helplessly, as nothing could be done anymore.


    "Are you alright?" he asked with that sinuous voice, but Zary ignored him and lifted her phone again upon remembering what their conversation was about before she shut him down.


    Right, she needed to tell the seller that ordering her robot was a mistake and that he was actually a sex doll¡­ no, a sex robot as he had said.

 Chapter 4

    Turning around and facing away from the very distracting and perfect robot, Zary dialled the number again as she walked towards her veranda. Her expression was as though she was prepared to argue, but time ticked by, and no one was picking up the phone.


    After a few more tries, Zary went to the app, only to find that it kept crashing. The app said to uninstall then re-install again. She did as what the app suggested and uninstalled it. But when she looked for app to reinstall it again, she could no longer find it in the list. It was gone!


    "My goodness! I think you got scammed, Zary?!" she pressed on her temples wearily and tried to call the customer service officer again. This time, there was a robotic voice recording that said the number she had called was out of coverage.


    !!!


    A laugh echoed from Zary as she shook her head in disbelief, looking incredulously at the phone in her hands. She rushed towards where she put the manual, avoiding looking at the seductive robot that was standing there.


    It was unsettling though because she could feel his gaze on her. She was not used to having ''someone'' in her penthouse at all, much less have someone watching her that intensely. The great thing however was, she did not feel the least bit scared, and she did not feel any disgust from his gaze.


    "Ugh!" Zary slammed the thick manual onto her hardwood flooring. She could not find any other information. She had also checked the origin of where the package came from and saw there was no contact number or even the name of the sender.


    Her head finally whipped towards the robot. He had not moved from his spot at all. She was about to take a step towards him when she halted as her gaze was drawn from his face down to his distracting body again.


    And her eyes circled. Wider than ever as she was now seeing a bulge under his fitting black underwear.


    Her face turned as red as a ripe tomato as she tore her gaze from that danger zone and yelled at him. "You, pervert!"


    He innocently cocked his head.


    "Make that.. that thing go soft or I''ll throw you out!" she warned, face all ablaze and ears red at the edges.


    He blinked and then looked down. "I''m sorry but I can''t control it. My body will automatically act like this if it senses you need comfort." He explained calmly, as though it had nothing to do with him. That caused Zary''s mouth to gape open like a fish out of the water, speechless.


    Shutting her eyes as tightly as possible, Zary pinched the skin between her brows. "So you''re saying that sex is your definition of comfort?"


    "Yes." He was suddenly right before her, looming over her.


    Before Zary could retort, he continued. "But if you''re not ready for sex, I can offer you an alternative."


    She was speechless again, not expecting a robot to say something like this. "I am made not to expect my human to immediately have sex with me. It''s my job to help you get used to me first. So please do not worry about my erection. I will not do anything unless you permit it." his words became a pot of tempting molten dark chocolate as his voice lowered huskily to a whisper at his last two lines.


    And Zary felt something she had felt before, but never this strong ¨C not even close. Lust. She only felt this when she watched erotic movies or read erotic books. But¡­ still, it was never this strong. She could not believe that a robot was capable of eliciting within her, such a strong wave of lust. And this lust was¡­ fully directed at him. Oh gods, was she being seduced by a robot? Or was it because he was just so beautiful and goddamned sexy it was just impossible for her not to lust after him? Ah¡­ whoever created this robot knew exactly what they were doing. They seemed to know exactly what will make a woman get wet just by looking!


    The next thing she knew, his arms were already wrapped around her. He had pressed her head close against his chest, cradling it tenderly.


    "What are you doing?" she asked, shocked at the sudden skin-to-skin contact.


    "This is the alternative I was talking about." He replied. "Hugs do comfort humans, does it not?"


    He was warm and so very solid. When was the last time someone hugged her? Zary remembered that two weeks ago, she had hugged Mitch ¨C her best friend ¨C to comfort her. But no one had hugged her like this for a long time now. Because people seemed to think that she was the strong one who did not need anyone''s comforting hug.


    That thought made her turn emotional. To think that she had forgotten what a comforting hug felt like. Since her grandmother had died, no one had hugged her like this, until now. Until this robot. How ironic.


    Somehow, she wanted to cry again. She could not believe a robot was giving her the comforting hug she had no idea she missed and needed so much.


    She did not push him away and just closed her eyes, revelling at the solid and comforting feel of him. Him, feeling so strong had given her a peculiar sense of dependability. Her best friend was a little emotionally weak. So she never allowed herself to lean on her. But this robot felt strong and would not crumble even if she leaned her miserable body against him.


    At that moment, she felt glad she had gone ahead and impulsively bought this robot after all, but the next second, she finally became aware of something that was a tad warmer and harder which fitted snugly against her.


    "You can let go now," she told him a little stiffly. "I''m fine now."


    "I don''t think so. I believe you still need more¡­ is something bothering you? Is my scent not to your liking? Or is it my temperature?" He looked at her and asked, seriously wanting to find out.


    "No." she sighed.. "I''m bothered about this hard thing between us."

 Chapter 5

    ¡°Forgive me, but this is entirely out of my control, master.¡± He replied, his tone sounding like he was just stating fact ¨C as though they were talking about something as mundane as today¡¯s weather. Zary was so tempted to slap her palms right into her face, but she drew in a fortifying breath and steadied her turbulent emotions.


    Zary firmly pulled away from him and pinched the skin between her brows. ¡°Are you saying that you can¡¯t even make it go soft once¡­ it¡¯s gone¡­ all hard like this?¡± She wished she could choke and die from stringing such words into a sentence! However, she could only be thankful that the person she was having such risqu¨¦ conversation with was actually a robot. That knowledge alone helped her keep calm and maintain her sanity.


    She shook her head after her gaze fell to the outline of his¡­ impressive length. It was actually getting even harder for her to tear her gaze from it once she had gotten a sneak peek. He was¡­ big! And that was putting it mildly! She felt her cheeks burn as she was torn between deciding whether to look elsewhere or just enjoy the view.


    ¡°Oh god, you can¡¯t be serious! You can¡¯t possibly go around having such a huge¡­ uhm¡­ boner like¡­ like it¡¯s something normal.¡± Her face flared. She could not believe she was actually having this kind of conversation with a robot! Her friends sometimes talked about their men and their sex life, and she had never once minded it one bit at all. But it somehow felt different when it comes to him. Was it because he was a robot? Wait¡­ should it not be the other way around because he was a robot? Her head spun as she tried to figure out which one was which.


    Once again, Zarina pinched the skin between her brows. She wanted to go scold his maker for programming him this way. There should at least be a way to make him go soft!


    ¡°I don¡¯t think I can handle this.¡± She groaned when he suddenly took her hands in his. When she met his gaze straight on, his eyes were gleaming bright gold, causing Zary to feel as though she was being seduced again.


    ¡°There is a way to make my boner go down, master.¡± He said before placing her hands near his lips then planted a soft kiss on her knuckles.


    What he did made Zary¡¯s world screech to a halt. The feel of his lips against her knuckles made her body shiver. Its¡­ his lips were so soft! She had totally not expected that at all!


    Before she knew it, his image came into her head. Those gorgeously warm and supple lips slowly moving closer against hers. That vivid imagination made her heart race wildly with anticipation.


    ¡°It will naturally go soft the moment I manage to satisfy you, Zary.¡± He added. His voice suddenly deep and hoarse, yet it sounded like melted sugar in her ears. Oh, may the gods help her! She did not know she was this easy to seduce! Had she always been like this?


    Clearing her throat to get back her bearings, Zary forced herself to pull her hand from his firm grasp. She was afraid he would completely turn her mind into complete mush before she could even realize it! This hot robot is much more dangerous than she had thought!


    ¡°I can show you right now if you let me, master.¡± He continued. His voice even more seductive now as his gaze seemed to burn against his long, thick lashes. He was becoming ridiculously mesmerizing and irresistible by the minute! ¡°I can guarantee a 100% satisfaction or even more than that ¨C¡±


    Zarina swiftly covered his lips with her palm. If he talks any more than he had already did, she was not sure she could be able to resist. That was how dangerously enticing this robot was.


    ¡°Listen.¡± She said with a shaky voice as she let out a deep breath, her expression turning into business mode. ¡°To tell you the truth, sex is the last thing I want to have right now, okay?¡±


    He cocked his head and blinked at her.


    ¡°I. Am. Serious.¡± She made her voice sound all cool, sharp and business-like. It was more for herself than for him. She needed to cool down before she jumped into unfamiliar deep waters.


    ¡°May I know why, master? Is it because you hate sex?¡±


    ¡°Well, I¡­ it¡¯s not like I hate it. It¡¯s just that, I don¡¯t think I will be that much into it. I do want to experience it once before I die, though.¡± She replied flatly, adding on the last sentence almost as though it was an afterthought.


    He was silent as he just stared at her. Zary lifted her brows at him and tried to read his expression but for some reason, he was so very much a robot right now. Which was a good thing. She might throw him out if he, a robot started laughing or making fun at her.


    ¡°You¡¯re a virgin¡­¡± He finally spoke and hit the crux of the issue. It was not even phrased as a question, and she did not hear any hint of mockery in his voice. But she still could not help the words that came tumbling out from her lips as her normal defence reaction cranked into overdrive.


    ¡°So what if I¡¯m a virgin? Is that something wrong? Is a robot going to mock me as well now? Are you going to advise me to go and commit myself to god and be a nun because of my choice?¡± Zary had overheard one of her ex-closest friend saying this by accident. And she still could not forget the mockery and laughter that had erupted around after that statement, even hearing the words ¡®poor girl¡¯ being mentioned, as though there was something so pitiful just because she had not yet experienced sex. Ever since then, she had hidden the fact that she was still a virgin and had never told anyone about her phobia with men except to her best friend.


    ¡°I would never mock my master.¡± He replied, looking at her with a serious gaze.


    Zary bit down on her lip. The lack of judgement in his eyes made her feel instantly bad at the accusing gaze she had just thrown at him by reflex. Her ruffled feathers seemed to have settled somewhat.


    ¡°In fact, I am actually very pleased to know that you are inexperienced.¡±


    She blinked. Wait, what?!!

 Chapter 6

    ¡°And why the hell would you be pleased with that?¡± Zary crossed her arms and hugged her stomach, lifting a brow at him again. It unnerved her a little to see how human his reactions were to her. Though she clearly knew that he was a robot, it still was quite unbelievable to see his natural responses. If she had not seen with her own eyes that he came out of a box, she would not have doubted he was human.


    A deadly, slow and seductive smile graced his face that made her swallow in anticipation. What was she even anticipating?


    ¡°Because I would love to be your teacher.¡± He said and again, her imagination worked into overdrive all on its own. She could already see him, them, in her head now, both naked and she is covered with a sheen of sweat. She was on the bed and with him crouched over on top of her. That seductive smile was plastered over his face and his eyes gleaming in the dim light, where all sorts of promise shone forth from those eyes that were a beautiful liquid amber. ¡®Listen to your teacher and spread your legs for me, Zary. There now¡­ nice and easy. That is a good girl!¡¯ He whispered, his voice hot and heavy like thick and rich honey from the honeycomb. And the heat just blossomed across her face, creeping down her neck and it did not seem to be stopping there!


    ¡°I promise to teach you everything ¨C¡±


    ¡°Stop!¡± Her yell cut him off and he pressed his lips together, not knowing if Zary had yelled that out to herself or to him.


    She shook her head to clear her mind, unable to believe what she had just imagined. She couldn¡¯t help but blame the romance novels she had read before!


    ¡°Sex is¡­ that thing only last for a few minutes does it not? What would I do to you after that then?¡± she blurted out, not able to hold back her curiosity.


    ¡°Few minutes¡­¡± he echoed, as if that made him think, then something gleamed in his eyes. His expression becoming all so human again. ¡°I can guarantee you I can stay with you in bed and give you pleasure and ecstasy for hours.¡±


    Zary gaped, shocked. ¡°For¡­ for hours?!¡±


    ¡°For as many hours as you can handle.¡± And that devastatingly seductive smile spread across his lips again, causing her eyes to get blurry and her head to be in a tizzy.


    ¡°You gotta be kidding me,¡± she shook her head, laughing quietly in disbelief. ¡°I at least know the longest men can stay in bed would be about eleven minutes¡­? Yup, that should be right.¡±


    ¡°I mean it, master.¡± He moved closer, ¡°I can show you right now if you permit it.¡±


    Zary¡¯s eyes widened as her heart raced again, then her eyes just subconsciously fell to his groin. She faced palmed upon seeing that he was still as hard as ever. How did she forget this man was not even a human but a sex robot?!


    Her hands landed on his hard and broad chest, stopping him from advancing. ¡°I just told you I needed a boyfriend. I am not looking for a sex friend.¡±


    She hardened her will. ¡°I want someone who will be my companion everywhere I go, okay? Not just someone who can only be with me in bed. And I also don¡¯t want to be just stuck in bed for whatever time I have left, no matter how great the sex would be. I want someone who would be able to pamper me, treat me like his queen, and¡­ someone who can treat me like he loves me even if it¡¯s just an act. I want someone who will not look at other girls and cheat on me while I¡¯m still alive¡­¡± she paused, biting her lip.


    At that moment, she realized that her mistrust and phobia with men was much more serious than she had thought it was. Even without her phobia, she now thought it would be hard enough for her to open her heart and trust them. Maybe perhaps it was because she had grown up without a father? She heard that her mother had turned into such a cruel parent because her father had abandoned them when he had fallen in love with someone else. Then there was also her best friend, Karille¡¯s husband, Hardy. She had known Hardy since they were in college. He was such a good man, and she had many times thought that Hardy and Karille were the most perfect and lovey-dovey couple that she had ever seen. They were just perfect for each other, and she knew just how much the two loved each other. They had the enviable kind of relationship that she thought would last forever ¨C without a shadow of a doubt. But this same loving and devoted man, had cheated on Karille in the end as well. So much for the perfect and forever couple.


    Zary had no intentions of dealing with such a lousy and cheating boyfriend. She would never waste whatever little of her remaining time for such a stupid thing. And that was why this idea of having a robot boyfriend would be the best choice for her, if only the one that arrived had been the right one. And not a sex robot.


    ¡°That¡¯s what I want¡­¡± her voice weakened. ¡°A perfect boyfriend. Sex is¡­would be just like a¡­ midnight snack. If after getting that perfect boyfriend and the sex comes along, that is fine. It would be considered as a bonus. However, it¡¯s not what I really want and need right now.¡±


    A long, deep sigh left Zary¡¯s mouth, then she met his breathtaking golden gaze. ¡°I need to send you back. You¡¯re a mistake.¡± Her tone had hardened a little as she firmed up her resolve. She needed to focus and get back on track.


    As soon as that last line left her lips, Zary could have sworn that for one brief moment, she had caught a glimpse of his expression looking so¡­ betrayed? But that could not be¡­right? He was a robot¡­ a machine.

 Chapter 7

    Zary was rummaging through her wardrobe to find something for the sinuously hot robot in her living room to wear. She would be upfront and honest about this and admit that the garment was more for her sanity rather than his modesty. She badly needed to cover him up or she would not be able to think properly at all around him.


    The image of his expression just a while ago was still playing about in her mind, haunting her like a little ghost. She kept on telling herself that his expression of betrayal could not be due to her comment and must have been programmed in him too! He was a robot, right? Therefore, things like these should be programmable into his central control system or something like that. Right? She was still trying to convince herself when she finally spied the things she had been looking for at the corners of her eyes.


    ¡°There you are!¡± Finally, she spotted the large hoodie with a pair of large pants folded and put to the side of her large walk-in closet. She had bought these pair of furry outfits last winter but mistakenly ordered the wrong size. That had not stopped her from wearing it at all, since she was actually quite fond of oversized and cozy clothes during winter.


    ¡°Wear this.¡± she told Sam once she was back in the living room. She quickly held out the clothes she had rolled into a bundle and waited for him to take it, her eyes evading looking at the very object that had prompted her to bring him these clothes in the first place.


    The handsome robot stared at it for a moment before taking it. When he spread the hoodie, Zary¡¯s lips gaped at the look of disapproval and disdain that had flashed very clearly across his face. She could almost hear him say ¡®I would rather stay naked my whole life than wear this inelegant outfit!¡¯ with the scorn that was flashing in his eyes.


    Suspicion rose within her again. She just could not help it because how the hell would a robot have expressions that were so refined and subtle like these?! But then again, Zary reminded herself what she had done a while ago. She had shut him down and he did not breathe for a whole ten minutes!


    That reminder made her relax somehow.


    ¡°What¡¯s wrong? Don¡¯t tell me your creator programmed you to become one hell of a picky robot?¡± She could not help but chuckle at the idea that had just came out of her mouth. A picky robot¡­ that was funny.


    She was so busy being amused and giggling away at that thought that she did not notice Sam was staring at her face. But when she cleared her throat and looked back at him, Sam quickly turned his attention back to the ugly hoodie in his hand.


    He wore the same look of disapproval, but he eventually moved and began putting on the clothes.


    Zary almost whistled when he was done dressing up. The large fluffy outfit with a bear¡¯s ear on the top of its hood was perfect for him. She felt a cute fluffy arrow stab at her heart as she looked at the godly and sizzling hot robot now turned into a¡­ fluffy¡­ giant bear.


    ¡°Wow¡­ you look so adorable. It¡¯s like you have been turned into a giant teddy bear.¡± She walked around him, fascinated at how this one outfit made a 180-degree turn in his image.


    Somehow, him, looking like this made her even more relaxed. Maybe because he looked a bit more human now that all his out-of-this world perfection, except his face and eyes, were covered.


    And what amused her the most was the fact that he still had that displeased look on his face as he looked down and viewed himself.


    ¡°Don¡¯t tell me you are programmed to dislike clothing¡­ ??¡± She questioned, still enjoying the sight of him in this new outfit.


    ¡°I want to always look good in my master¡¯s eyes. So please dress me well.¡± Was all he said, causing Zary to press her lips tight together to stop another wide grin from breaking out on her face.


    ¡°But this really looks good on you.¡± She tried to persuade him as she truly felt he looked super cute in it.


    He blinked then cocked his head like he just could not understand why she even thought that this outfit looked good on him.


    ¡­


    While in the shower, Zary¡¯s thoughts were all revolving around him.


    He was unexpectedly adorable with that outfit on. No one would ever think that he was a sex robot while wearing that. He had also made her smile without even trying to. And she was not one bit scared of him. But¡­


    She could not be spending whatever she had of her remaining life stuck with a sex robot in her house¡­ she wanted to go out and go on a vacation. Somewhere far from all these realities that clung onto her life. She wanted to go somewhere that was quiet, exotic and blissful. She needed a companion that she would not need to worry about. Instead, it would be better if that companion was the one worrying over her and taking care of her. Yes! That is how it should be.


    Therefore, she needed to return Sam as soon as possible and exchange him for someone else. That was the logical thing she must do.


    ¡°I need you to tell me the address of the company who sent you, Sam.¡± Zary asked him as they sat on the sofa.


    He stared at her, but Zary did not meet his gaze this time. She did not want to see anymore expressions on his face that might haunt her.


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry, but I do not know.¡± He replied.


    ¡°Don¡¯t you remember anything? Anyone? Maybe a name?¡±


    ¡°There¡¯s only one person I know, Master.¡± His reply made her excited and her heartrate sped up. Finally!


    Zary swiftly lifted her gaze and turned it to him.


    ¡°You know their names, right? Tell me the name, Sam. Just one name would do.¡± She looked at him with anticipation. This would definitely help her find the company that made him.


    ¡°Zary..¡± He replied as he held her gaze and Zary blinked, speechless. WHAT?!!

 Chapter 8

    Heat rose on her cheeks the moment her name rolled off his lips. That caught her off guard!


    Taking another peek at Sam, Zary stood up swiftly, wanting to move away from him as fast as she could before she lost her train of thoughts again. She could not believe that he could still be so seductive despite being in that adorable and fluffy outfit.


    ¡°I need to go out for a while. Wait here, okay? Don¡¯t go anywhere. I¡¯ll come back in a while.¡± She said in haste and grabbed her purse before she rushed out of the house, forgetting even to shut her robot down.


    Thirty minutes later, she met her secretary in one of the high class restaurants in the city. Zary did not waste a moment longer and started the business talks the moment her secretary sat down. She did not even give her the chance to question her about her well-being.


    After dismissing Cecille, her phone rang. It was the private investigator she had contacted earlier to find out about the company where Sam had come from.


    ¡°How long will you take to find it?¡± she asked after a short while of discussion over the phone. ¡°It¡¯s urgent. I need you to find it as soon as possible¡­ Two days and I¡¯ll double the money¡­ deal. I¡¯ll wait for your call in two days from now¡­ Yes.¡±


    She pressed on the end call button and put her phone into her pocket and left the restaurant. A luxury store caught her eye across the street. Sam¡¯s displeased face flashed again in her mind, and she shook her head, smiling a little at the remembrance of it.


    But a while later, she found herself in the store, shopping for clothes for the hot robot who was currently in her house. It still amused her that the robot was so picky about his clothes.


    Within the hour, Zary had walked out of that store with bags of elegant and expensive suits and shirts that she thought will turn that fluffy bear into a whole new person once again. Hopefully this time he would be happier with this image she had planned out with these clothes. She could not help but feel excited to dress him up. She wanted to see his expression when he puts on these elegant clothes.


    A small smile was curved on her face as she drove on, but the smile did not last.


    Zary slammed her feet down on the breaks in an instant, her eyes circling wide now. Her breathing paused. She was suddenly paralyzed.


    A car had suddenly cut in and now coming straight at her with such a fast speed. She¡¯s going to¡­ collide into it. Was she¡­ going to die here? Seems like it¡­


    She wished that the world would come screeching to a halt, but it did not. And all she could do was shut her eyes and wait for the inevitable.


    Sam¡¯s face flashed in her mind now of all things. She had forgotten to shut him down. He should be alright even if she no longer comes back anymore, right?


    The sound of her screeching tires deafening in her ears and her car finally stopped. It was suddenly silent.


    The collision that she had expected did not come. Or was she already dead?


    Her heartbeat raced within her ribcage, sounding so loud in her ears.


    Slowly, she cracked open her eyes.


    Shock and disbelief kept her paralyzed. The blue car that was about to collide into her was now flipped off to the side of the road. Another car, which was black in colour, was now there and it looked like it was the one that had collided with the blue car. How? Where did that black car come from?


    She swore she had looked into her rear view mirror a breath before that blue car changed tracks and there was no car behind her! She was a 100-percent sure of it!


    So where did it come from? How come it was right in front of her car now? She blinked and shook her head in confusion.


    Time passed and the rescue squad came. Zary finally stepped out of her car. The shock and confusion were still gripping her hard.


    The driver of the blue car was declared dead on the spot. While the driver in the black car was... missing. The driver¡¯s seat was empty when the medics arrived. And Zary swore that she did not see anyone leaving the black car.


    ¡­


    It was already getting late when Zary finally reached home. The incident was still haunting her. When the police asked to see her dash cam, she was shocked to find that the incident was not recorded. Her dash cam appeared to be broken.


    That added up to her confusion. Her car was brand new, and it was a luxury car she had bought just a few weeks ago. How could the dash cam be already broken? That was just not possible. She was the only one who drove this car.


    No matter how she tried to think about it, what had just happened was illogical. But she was the only one who thought so.


    A waft of something delicious surprised her the moment she stepped into her living room. She sniffed it appreciatively but still creased her brows. Someone was cooking in her house? Who¡­?


    Her eyes suddenly widened. She dropped the bags of luxury clothes on the floor and took off at a run towards the kitchen.


    ¡°Sam ¨C¡±


    She halted at the sight of him facing the stove and standing there naturally as though he belonged there in her kitchen. His very naked and toned broad back was on full display for her to see, no longer covered with his fluffy outfit.


    He looked over his shoulder and flashed her a tantalizing anf welcoming smile.


    ¡°Welcome back home, honey. Dinner would be done soon.¡± His pleasant, sexy voice echoed. W-hat? He know hoe to... wait.... w-what did he just call me?

 Chapter 9

    ?His smile faded and he turned off the gas on the stove before facing her. Then slowly, he moved closer to her, concern flashing across his handsome face.


    ¡°You¡¯re not okay¡­¡± he said and Zary snapped out of her daze. The earlier endearment that he had used on her was still echoing in her head until this moment.


    ¡°What did you¡­ just call me?¡± she questioned him.


    He tilted his head slightly. ¡°Honey¡­¡± he repeated with a voice sounding like thick and sweet honey itself and eyes gleaming like golden gemstone in the dark. ¡°You don¡¯t like that one? Then what about babe? Sweetheart? Baby¡­? Hmm¡­ Lo ¨C¡±


    ¡°Stop.¡± Zary held up her hand to stop him from speaking further and rattling off more endearments. But then her gaze fell to his naked and broad chest. ¡°Where are your clothes? Didn¡¯t I give you a set to wear before leaving?¡± She frowned as she felt the effects of that exposed chest had on her.


    For some reason, it took him a while to respond. ¡°I¡­ ruined it.¡± His face looked a little sheepish yet there was a tinge of rebellious streak seen as well. As though saying that he would not lower himself to dress himself in those rags she called clothes.


    Zary¡¯s eyes stretched wide as he met her gaze.


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry.¡± He uttered in a low voice, causing Zary to pinch the skin between her brows. Her eyes caught the food on the table.


    ¡°So this is why you¡¯re cooking for me? Because you had done something bad¡­ wait a moment.¡± She looked like she finally remembered the real issue here. ¡°How¡­ how on earth did you even know how to cook?!¡±


    Her voice was filled with disbelief as her eyes scanned the kitchen. It was impeccably clean and there were no signs of an amateur cook being there at work at all. Everything was so organised ¨C more organised that before, in fact, that even the vegetables were arranged according to some categorisation! How the hell did a sex robot do these?!


    ¡°I learned it.¡± he replied easily with a casual shrug. That action itself lending more credibility to how natural he seemed and so non robot like.


    ¡°What?! You¡­ learned it?¡± Zary spluttered. Where on earth would he have learnt something like this? Were there so many things being programmed into him? Zary wondered absent-mindedly.


    ¡°I am learning on how to be the perfect boyfriend you want, master. Didn¡¯t you say you wanted a boyfriend?¡±


    ¡°W-what?¡±


    Zary¡¯s lips were gaping now, utterly speechless.


    ¡°It¡¯s not that hard, honestly. As long as I have clear instructions to follow, I can do anything.¡± He added, causing Zary to become even more dumbstruck that she did not even know what to say anymore for some time.


    ¡°R-really? Who gave you the instructions then?¡±


    ¡°My system.¡±


    ¡°Oh,¡± was all she could say when Sam lifted a fork to her lips. She then suddenly smelled the mouth-watering piece of meat he was offering, and she swallowed her saliva.


    ¡°Please have a taste, master.¡± He grinned as he held the perfectly sliced meat to her mouth.


    Zary glanced at him then opened her mouth. She chewed the meat, a little adamant in being very critical about it at first but eventually, her eyes slowly circled.


    ¡°How is it, hon?¡±


    That sentence almost choked her. But at that moment, she was more shocked at the taste of the food in her mouth than his endearment. It was phenomenal!


    Once she swallowed the delicious piece of meat, Zary looked at him and said, ¡°Shut down, Sam.¡±


    Silence then reigned in the kitchen.


    Zary kept her eyes at the now immobile as stone hottie standing before her. He was not breathing. There was no heartbeat, nor pulse. He was no different from a mannequin in the shopping malls ¨C albeit he was one that is crazy hot.


    Biting her lips, Zary looked around again and stared at all the food that was laid on the table.


    ¡°Ah, I¡¯m going crazy.¡± She shut her eyes and weariness flooded her at the thought of what just happened to her on her way back home.


    Things seemed to be getting crazier. She just experienced something that logic could not explain when she was outside. And at home, her sex robot was now cooking for her too like he was¡­ a professional human chef! It was truly getting harder for her to believe that he was really a robot. But then whenever she shuts him down like this, her suspicions were being shut down as well!


    Weakly, she lowered herself on the chair. She kept her eyes on the food and let out a deep breath. The fact that she had miraculously survived that supposedly inevitable accident had caused her to rethink her plans. She realized that there was really no point of her wasting her remaining moments thinking and kept being unsure about everything now.


    Her time was ticking. Perhaps she will just go with the flow right now and adopt a ¡®come what may¡¯ mentality from here on. She must stop wasting time and ruining the mood by being so suspicious of her robot and just accept what she had thought was impossible and illogical, right? It was time for her to live some! If not now, it would be never.


    ¡°That¡¯s right, Zary! Stop wasting the time that you don¡¯t actually have in the first place, damn it! You might die tomorrow and then what?¡± she scolded herself, her eyes brimming with newfound will now.


    Her chair screeched on the floor as she stood. Then she approached Sam and faced him with much determination.


    ¡°Open your eyes, Sam.¡± She ordered.


    The robot¡¯s lashes fluttered before his golden gaze refocussed and stared back at her.


    ¡°Your food is delicious. We should eat dinner now.¡± Zary filled in the silence.


    He did not speak and just kept his gaze trained on her.


    His body moved and Zary thought that he was going to turn around and face the stove again to continue what he was doing right before she had arrived home.


    ¡°Let me comfort you first.¡± he said as he stopped a step before her, spreading his arms a little.


    That action shocked Zary at first then the shock turned into something more emotional. She suddenly felt like crying.


    Before she knew it, she crashed herself against him. Maybe so she could hide her emotions from him.


    ¡°It¡¯s alright, Zary. I am here for you.¡± His warm and dulcet tone seemed to caress her ears and calm her nerves that she had not known was agitated.


    She smiled and could not help but hug him back. It seemed that she was so hungry for comfort, for someone to give her this kind of warmth that once she caved in, she went seeking for that comfort herself.


    ¡°Don¡¯t send me away, master.¡± He whispered. ¡°I will learn how to be a perfect boyfriend. You can teach me as well.. I¡¯m a fast learner and as long as you give me clear instructions, I can guarantee I can do anything.¡±

 Chapter 10

    Zary¡¯s heart trashed wildly within her ribcage at his words. His voice, his words were just¡­ why does this robot seemed to have a strange power to grip and shake her entire being? Why did he just have the perfect words to say that would hit her right where she needed? How could he sound so¡­ tempting right now? How could the person who made him programmed him to be this impossibly perfect? But for Sam to be so perfectly in tuned with her¡­ that was just a little... so bizarre! Not that she was complaining though.


    The seduction in his voice was so strong that Zary could not help but believe now that this robot was truly made to be a seducer. A really dangerous seducer.


    She pulled away at the feel of his hardness against her. This feeling was coming to be more and more familiar as it happens every time. However, this was still something she could not get used to. She knew that it was hard for men when their erection was like this. But she did not need to worry about a robot being c*ck blocked, right? Just thinking about it was enough for her to flush red from her head down to her chest.


    ¡°Alright, I might as well give you the chance.¡± She finally agreed.


    And out of the blue her feet were suddenly lifted off the ground. Wide-eyed, Zary looked down at him as he lifted her against him. Although she knew he was a robot, it still felt good to be carried so easily as though she weighed nothing more than a stack of papers.


    His golden eyes were bright, obviously pleased at her answer. Then he twirled her around until Zary was laughing out partially in a dizzy haze and also with delight.


    ¡°Oh god, did your system told you to do this too?¡±


    A small smile graced his handsome face as he stopped, still not putting her down. ¡°Yes. I¡¯m not so certain if you will like my system¡¯s suggestions. So I would like you to teach me instead. Tell me what you want, Zary. Eveything. I am here to make you happy.¡±


    She caught her lips between her teeth then slowly released it. Somehow, she was suddenly excited for this, to teach him. To make him the perfect man of her dreams. She might as well try since he had already offered it himself!


    ¡°Alright. We will try this then.¡± Her hand cupped his chin, ¡°I¡¯ll do my best to teach you how to be a perfect boyfriend to me.¡±


    An almost wicked gleam flashed across his golden orbs as he smiled, as if he was looking forward to her teachings.


    ¡°I can guarantee to be a good student during the day, master.¡± Sam solemnly promised.


    ¡°As you should.¡± She returned with an almost wicked smile, before it faded as she realized one thing. ¡°Wait, during the day?¡± she raised a brow at him.


    He moved and the next thing she knew, her behind had touched something cold. Wait! He had carried and put her on the top of her marble countertop!


    Blinking, Zary looked at his veiny and strong-looking arms braced an inch away from the side of her legs. He was caging her within his embrace, and she thought that this was so much like a scene that was pulled out from a movie! Just thinking about it made her shiver and goosebumps appear ¨C in a good way, of course.


    She lifted her gaze and meet his passionate honeyed ones. He did not speak immediately and just stared at her like he was memorizing every feature of her face. It was¡­ getting hotter again and she felt even the tips of her ears burning.


    ¡°You are¡­ so beautiful.¡± He breathed out but Zary was not very convinced. She knew that she was well¡­ good looking too. But if his beauty was the standard, she was not so sure if she would even be able to be considered as average. Perhaps she might only skim off at barely passing it? At that thought, she chuckled internally to herself.


    ¡°Well, I at least know I¡¯m pretty good looking.¡± She answered confidently, trying to fight the rising temperature his closeness had brought to her.


    ¡°Very good looking.¡± He nodded in agreement, and Zary was about to laugh when his finger gently brushed across her skin bellow her right eye.


    ¡°Your eyes are so beautiful.¡± No other emotions were present in his clear amber eyes other than seriousness and¡­ awe?


    ¡°The golden color in the inner ring is such a beautiful contrast to the bluish color along the edges of your irises.¡± He continued as he peered closely at her, all the while sounding as though he was almost worshipping the beauty of it.


    She cleared her throat, trying to distract herself. ¡°Well, I have central heterochromia. So my eye color is a little bit strange.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s not strange. It¡¯s beautiful! And don¡¯t let anyone tell you otherwise.¡± Sam responded with much gusto.


    ¡°You still didn¡¯t answer my question.¡± Zary quickly changed the topic. She was not used to have anyone praising her appearance especially in such an incredibly genuine manner. She has heard many praises before, but she had always thought of them as mostly flattery or even veiled sarcasm. And no one really praised the color of her eyes as they thought it was the effect gained from her wearing contact lenses.


    ¡°By the way¡­ do you mean by ¡®during the day¡¯? Are you saying that I can only teach you during the daytime?¡± she questioned. She was curious about this.


    Sam shifted. His finger on the skin bellow her eye moved and his gaze trailed downwards along with it and¡­ stopped at her lips. Oh no¡­


    Her heart shuddered and skipped a beat. And he returned his gaze to her eyes as his voice that seemed to have turned sinfully low and deep echoed reverberatingly in her ears.


    ¡°Because at night, it¡¯s my turn to be the teacher.¡±


    __


    Hello guys! I hope you enjoyed the first ten chapters so far. I promise this story will be fun and adventurous and yes... sexy and spicy... and another exciting roller coaster, just wait for it.. *wink* I''d really appreciate it of you can drop a review. Love, Kazzenlx

 Chapter 11

    ¡°Because at night, it¡¯s my turn to be the teacher.¡± Those words kept lingering in her ears and did something to her inner core. He trained his gaze wholly on her, looking at her like she was the only woman on earth right now.


    For a long while, Zary could not even say a thing. It was very rare for anyone to make her speechless, yet here she was, rendered mute for quite a few times already by a certain¡­ sizzling hot¡­ robot.


    She did not know which was the stronger speech killer, his eyes or his mouth. His words were certainly fire but for some reason she had yet to figure out, Zary felt like there was something in the way that he looked at her. Something in the way he stared made her feel like¡­


    ¡°You can tell me, Zary¡­¡± he broke the silence, but the texture of his voice prevented her from breaking out of this trance that she kept being trapped in. ¡°You can tell me your fantasies¡­ all of them.¡± His voice now a whisper, like heavy velvet silk sliding down her tingling skin. ¡°Tell me and I will make them all a reality. I promise.¡±


    Zary swallowed. Hard. Sparks jolting through her now. Her¡­ fantasies?


    ¡°My¡­ fantasies¡­¡± she finally managed to speak. She had never quite dwelled on her fantasies all these while all because of the issue that she had with her paranoia with men. So no matter how she had fantasised, there was nothing that would come out of it. However, now that Sam had asked her, she could not help but wonder a little more about it.


    He nodded encouragingly. His eyes gleaming as if thousands of jewels were trapped within those irises.


    A weak laugh was forced out and echoed around them as Zary tried to ease this impossible tension that had built up between them. The intensity felt a bit too much for her. Or was it always like this and she was the only one who think this was too much because this was the first time ever that she was experiencing this?


    But even if that explains this, Zary still find it a little unbelievable. How could a robot make her feel all these without him even touching her?


    She cleared her throat a couple of times. ¡°I think we should eat first. I will think about¡­ umm¡­ these¡­ later.¡± That was the best excuse she could come up with. This bewitching seducer was someone she could not possibly handle right now. She was absolutely unprepared for this ¨C both mentally and physically ¨C and it was freaking her out quite a bit! Maybe because she felt that the moment she gives in¡­ this seducer would bring her to an uncharted territory she had never set her foot in before. A territory that might not have any exit or¡­ a place that she might end up unable to step away from at all.


    Somehow, she had a feeling her guts would prove her right and both excitement and a little fear rushed in her veins. These looming uncertainties and unchartered waters scared her like nothing else ever had, but she also wanted to look further into it and... try it. Cause why not? She had already decided she would adopt a ¡®come what may¡¯ attitude. However, she still needed to prepare herself at least. Maybe a night should be enough?


    ¡°Take your time, babe.¡± he replied. ¡°And don¡¯t worry because I won¡¯t do anything yet. Not tonight. But tomorrow, we can start teaching each other¡­ when you¡¯re ready.¡± His voice held a wealth of unspoken promises that sent shivers over her skin.


    The moment she nodded, Sam lifted her, spun around with her tucked close to his naked torso, before lowering her to sit on the chair.


    ¡°Give me a moment,¡± he said then went back to the stove.


    Zary watched him closely until he finished preparing everything and finally sat down across from her. He did not eat. Of course. Zary did not bother to ask since she had already read it in the manual that he does not need to consume any food.


    He served her, slicing meat and fruits for her while looking at her eat. Pouring water into her glass when it was empty and so on. Zary had the urge to stop him, but she held back. It would be a bit awkward if he just sat there staring at her without doing anything while she eats. That would be even worse for her.


    That was one of the rare moments Zary had allowed herself to eat as much as she could handle. The food was delicious and the man across her was just as delicious to the eyes so she could not help but eat much more than usual.


    ¡­


    After dinner, Zarina spent an hour scribbling furiously on her notebook, planning out what she had wanted to do with Sam tomorrow. She had sworn she would not waste any more time being wishy washy, so she had decided to make a bucket list.


    For half an hour, her focus on the list was unbreakable. She looked like she was working on a billion-dollar deal while Sam was reading on some more cooking manuals he had found in the kitchen.


    Another thirty minutes passed by when Zarina nodded a few times as if satisfied at what she had written out so far.


    ¡°Alright, it¡¯s time for¡­¡± she trailed off as her gaze immediately locked into Sam¡¯s the moment she had glanced his way.


    She blinked.


    ¡°Time to go to bed.¡± She yawned and stretched.


    Grabbing her notebook, she walked towards her room. She pushed the door of her room open when she halted and looked back.


    Sam had stood from where he was sitting but he did not move away from the sofa. His gaze was fixed on her, looking as though he had something important to say, but fighting with himself whether to say it out or not.


    ¡°What is it?¡± Zary prompted him.


    ¡°I want to sleep with you on your bed.¡± he replied, looking at her straight into her eyes.


    ___


    A special shoutout to @Chinawa for gifting this book its first ever Supergift! Thank you so much darling!

 Chapter 12

    Right before Zary¡¯s speech was butchered again into a bloody mess, Sam continued. ¡°I promise I won¡¯t do anything. I just want to sleep next to you. This way, you¡¯d get used to me quicker.¡±


    Zary pressed her lips together before biting on her lower lip. She realized that if she rejected him, then he would have to sleep out here by himself. She could shut him down but for some reason that made her feel bad as well. And he was right. She really needed to get used to him. The sooner the better. She did not want to be wasting time as well, right?


    Moreover, this hottie had cooked for her tonight. Therefore, it would be heartless of her if she were to leave him right there in the living room.


    ¡°Alright, come over.¡± She gestured him to come, and his gaze lit up.


    When Zary shut her bedroom¡¯s door after he walked in, Sam strode over to the bed. Then he turned back to look at her as if he were waiting for her permission.


    ¡°Go on,¡± Zary said, and he lowered himself and sat at the edge of the bed.


    Somehow, seeing a man on her bed was¡­ it made her heartbeat race a little wilder.


    ¡°Don¡¯t wait for me and go to sleep now. I will be taking a while in the bathroom.¡± She told him and without waiting for his response, she rushed to the bathroom and slammed it behind her.


    Sam blinked and sat there unmoving for a while. Then his gaze fell on the notebook that she had left on the table.


    Intrigue flashed across his amber eyes before he looked around the room. He then laid down on the bed but did not close his eyes immediately. He stared at the ceiling, looking like he was thinking really deeply for what seemed like an immeasurable amount of time.


    But when Zary¡¯s faint footsteps echoed from the bathroom, he closed his eyes.


    Carefully, she climbed onto the bed as if to avoid waking him and sat down next to him. She bent over a little, surveying his face silently.


    According to the manual, she can put him to sleep and wake him up just by giving him a standing command. However, Sam can also put himself to sleep. If he puts himself to sleep, he can wake up even without her command. But if he was being put to sleep on Zary¡¯s command, then he would not be able to wake himself up unless she gives the permission to do so.


    Seeing that the man seemed to be in a deep slumber now, Zary¡¯s gaze studied every angle and sharp curves and contours of his breath-stealing face. She took the opportunity and her eyes lingered at the thick wave of his dark lashes and she itched to lightly run her fingers over them.


    She reached out anyway, reasoning to herself that she had bought him. Therefore, he was hers now. So it should be okay for her to touch him, and besides, he was the one who had asked to sleep on her bed.


    While feeling his lashes brushing ticklishly against her fingertips. Zary touched hers as well, trying to compare a human¡¯s lashes to a robot¡¯s, perhaps?


    Her gaze moved to his lips then settled there. And there it goes, staring at his lips sparked the desires to soar within her again. The seducer was seducing her even in his sleep!


    A soft sigh escaped her lips. Then she remembered about the fantasies he had mentioned to her earlier during dinner time when they were talking. She knew he was referring to sexual fantasies, of course. When she thought about it, some dirty thoughts came to her mind. She was taken aback at this sudden reaction from her subconscious. But the truth was that she did not really have anything to say or probably she just did not have the chance to think about this in much depth. She had fantasized about experiencing sex from time to time, but that was all.


    Her friends do talk about this before, and she had heard things she thought were weird. Thinking about it, Zary wondered if perhaps, she had yet to discover what her fantasies were. She thought that maybe, she would begin to learn about her hidden fantasies once she steps into that uncharted territory.


    Sleep finally claimed her but a couple of hours later, her eyes blinked opened. She felt a heavy weight draping over her in a seeming possessive manner. Ah¡­ Sam. Being reminded that he was in her bed sleeping together, she realised that weight was his arm. He felt warm and his masculine scent¡­ oh it was just so good that she found herself pressing closer into his embrace before falling asleep again due to being enveloped in the comforting warmth and scent.


    Sam¡¯s hand moved, his arm over her waist moved to her back and caressed her as if to coax her back to sleep. When she breathed out deeply in satisfaction, the corner of his lips lifted ever so slightly.


    ¡­


    The next morning, as soon as Zary left the bedroom, she was welcomed by a delicious scent wafting from the kitchen. A smile flashed across her face as she excitedly headed to the kitchen. She had never been this excited to eat breakfast before!


    Again, Sam was naked. Only a white apron was tied around his waist!


    ¡°Good morning, sweetheart.¡± He greeted her cheerily.


    Zary cleared her throat, cheeks a little flushed. ¡°Good morning. Why are you na¡­ naked again? I bought you clothes yesterday, didn¡¯t I?¡±


    ¡°I think you forgot to buy me any underwear at all, master. Or do you prefer me not wearing anything under my clothes at all?¡± Sam¡¯s response almost had Zary tripping over her feet and falling face flat to the floor.


    ¡°. . . !!!¡±


    ¡°And I already had a look. From what I am guessing, those clothes aren¡¯t meant to be worn while cooking.¡±


    Just as Zary was about to finally say something, a high-pitched voice floated in from the main door.


    ¡°Zarina? I¡¯m coming in¡­¡± and the speaker¡¯s sentence got cut off at the entrance to the kitchen.


    Zary¡¯s eyes circled wide. Karille?! What was her best friend doing here?!

 Chapter 13

    The moment Karille emerged from the kitchen¡¯s door, the world seemed to screech to a full on halt. Her eyes were wide as saucers as she looked at the man who was standing behind her best friend. This no-boyfriend-since-birth best friend of hers had a¡­ naked¡­ goddamn Greek god incarnate in her house!!! Is this freaking real?!! She felt as though she would be having a nosebleed if she stared any longer at that yummy piece of man meat.


    ¡°Hey, you came¡­¡± Zary said weakly, completely flustered.


    This was the very first time she had ever seen Zary being this flustered! She was even panicking, right?


    No one and nothing ever made Zary react like this before. She was that kind of woman many girls envy not only because of her riches and high status and gorgeous appearance, but because of her ability to remain seemingly unbothered even during extremely stressful times. She always had control over her own emotions and that was why she was always level-headed, reliable and elegant. She was the type who seemed to never make stupid decisions and most of all, the kind of woman who does not seem to need a man at all. Zary was the perfect and model definition of how a super woman should look like and behave in her eyes.


    Now this same superwoman who was suffering from phobia of men was right here, being all flustered and as red as a ripened tomato, while hiding her Michelangelo incarnate right behind her.


    Karille was as shocked as Zary right now though. She could clearly see that the man was probably not wearing a single stitch of thread underneath that apron! Wow! Who would have thought that her cool and placid best friend Zary would have such a racy and interesting hobby such as this for her man? Karille was chuckling to herself as she internally cheered her best friend on as she had long since encouraged Zary to get on with finding a man as her partner. Perhaps she had gotten her phobia fixed and that was why there was this appearance of this hot and sizzling stranger with Zary.


    ¡°Er¡­ I thought¡­ uhm¡­ I just rushed up here because I had heard you didn¡¯t go to work today. I know you will never take any days off unless you¡¯re seriously sick. So I just rushed over and,¡± Karille spoke like someone was chasing her, ¡°¡­well, anyway. Now that I see that you¡¯re toooooootally fine, I¡¯ll be taking my leave.¡± Karille had to tease Zary and she waggled her brows at her best friend, causing her to be even more flustered. Seeing Zary behaving this way was fresh and Karille could not help but enjoy it.


    She then turned but before taking a step forward, she looked over her shoulder and eyed Zary with a knowing look. ¡°Call me soon.¡± She winked and then left, laughing out happily as she walked off. She ignored Zary even as Zary was calling out, asking for her to wait.


    The door then shut closed behind Karille. She was like a tornado who had barged in and out and left everyone else stunned and speechless in her wake.


    Zary could only run her palms over her still blazing hot face. Then she turned to Sam with a slightly apologetic look. She bit down on her lower lip and then let out a heavy sigh.


    ¡°Go get dressed, Sam. We¡¯ll go out shopping to get some clothes for you.¡± she said and just as she was about to walk away, Sam caught her wrist in his large hands.


    ¡°Alright, I¡¯ll go.¡± He led her to the table and then pulled out a chair for her before pressing her down to sit. ¡°Eat while you wait for me to get dressed.¡±


    She then watched him leave and her gaze subsequently fell on the pair of sandwich triangles that he had prepared for her. It looked so tasty and mouth watering that whatever panic or embarrassment she had just experienced a while ago, made her laugh out loud. She could only shook her head before proceeding to devour her breakfast.


    ¡­


    The duo stepped out of her luxurious penthouse some moments later. Sam ended up wearing another large hoodie as the clothes Zary had bought for him yesterday were all too tight on him.


    Zary was currently on her phone, speaking to Karille. Her best friend was ecstatic to know more about Sam, but Zary told her that they would talk more about this matter later on and immediately changed the topic. She asked about Karille¡¯s situation.


    It had been a while since Karille had called her just to talk.


    ¡°I¡¯m fine, Zar. Actually, our divorce will be finalised by the end of the week.¡± Karille said on the other side of the phone. Her voice sounded light and there was a hint of thankfulness in it as well.


    Zary let out a sigh of relief.


    ¡°I¡¯m so glad to hear that, Kar.¡± She replied as a sense of reassurance and gladness flooded her. Her best friend will finally be freed from that bastard! Once and for all!


    ¡°Yes. I will finally be free, Zary. Once this is over, I promise to focus everything on myself and my son.¡± Karille¡¯s voice was full of optimism and hope for a better future for both mother and son.


    ¡°That¡¯s right. I will be here, always supporting you, Kar. Don¡¯t you forget that!¡±


    ¡°I know. You¡¯ve always been there for me. You¡¯re my angel Zarina. Mwaks!¡± Karille giggled into the phone.


    Zary smiled. ¡°I thought you said I¡¯m your guardian devil. When did I get that promotion? Or did I miss the notice?¡± Zary joked along with her. This was a rare occurrence where the both of them were light hearted and at peace with things in their lives at the moment.


    Karilled laughed and the two ended their call with wide smiles on their faces because Zary was about to drive.


    At one corner in the underground garage, two people stood next to a trash can. A garbage collector was holding a bear hoodie that was ripped and stained with blood as the security guard was scrutinizing it.


    Zary did not catch that scene as she was busy manoeuvring her car to leave the garage.

 Chapter 14

    Sitting on a couch with one of her long legs crossed over the other, Zary lifted her black sunglasses the moment Sam stepped out from the fitting room. She whistled at the perfection of him in that new outfit as well.


    ¡°We¡¯ll definitely be getting this one too.¡± Zary told the sales lady next to her before she finally stood up. They had already bought quite a lot and spent so much time combing through this store that if they still did not leave, she might end up buying more than her car can carry. She never thought that dressing Sam up was this addicting. He just looks so good in everything that he put on! Zary mused to herself that it really should be a crime for being so good looking with such godly body proportions.


    Once they stuffed their shopping bags in the car, Zary felt a little wilted and decided that they should go to her favourite restaurant get something to snack on and to freshen up while they were at it. Unfortunately for her, she had bumped into her ex-close friend, Arianne, who was also dining there just as they were headed towards their table.


    Arriane was the woman who had gossiped about her. She was the one who had said that she should go sign herself into the nunnery. This woman was so insecure of her that she kept repeating this same topic over and over to as many people as she could who would bother to listen to her talk. Zary of course knew about what she was spreading out in her own circle as it later on reached her ears. It was inevitable as back then, they hung out in the same social circles ¨C which was not that large considering Zary was not one who liked socialising much. Someone even went to the extent of recording what Arriane had said and sent the recordings straight to her. And it was due to this that Zary had heard her saying all those things ¨C that Zary will never ever have a man until she grows old and grey. Arriane even made a bet with some of her friends if what she said earlier would come true before another round of laughter and ridicule followed her statement.


    Zary had always ignored this woman even though Arriane continuously targeted her. She knew that Arriane was just extremely insecure of herself and felt inferior to Zary. Thus, she really was not worth Zary paying her any attention. She did not care of whatever was said about her and that was probably why Arriane was getting more and more aggravated. Zary had been treating her like she was a pesky fly and that pricked at her pride.


    But that was before Zary found out that the cause of Karille and Hardy¡¯s divorce was actually because of this same woman. Zary had accidentally bumped into them both one day and after doing some investigating, had found out that this woman had actually seduced Hardy. And now, Hardy seemed to be obsessed with her. Of course, Zary knew that the blame still fell on that bastard male for allowing himself to be seduced and had willingly fallen into this woman¡¯s trap. But this vixen was also partly to blamed for deliberately setting her sights and designs on a married man.


    Zary also had a strong hunch that this woman had aimed for Hardy mainly because of her. Since she could not elicit any reactions from bad mouthing her, she then aimed her schemes at her best friend instead! Just looking at the smug look on her face now was enough to make Zary¡¯s blood boil. She had to grit her teeth and swallow the curses that would have spilled out otherwise when she turned to look at that pretentious b*tch that had called out to her.


    ¡°Zarina!¡± Arriane approached her happily, wearing that innocent fake smiling face of hers. ¡°I have not seen you for a long while now. How have you¡­¡± She had started off trilling in that fake friendly voice of hers but suddenly trailed off when her eyes landed on Sam who was standing right behind Zary.


    Her eyes flashed with lust and her red as blood lips hung open at the uber handsome hunk that seemed to be Zary¡¯s partner.


    ¡°Oh my god¡­¡± Arriane gasped out, her expression now instantly turning from that faked innocent girlish approach to a lusty, seductive vixen ¨C that was what she thought she was doing. She bit on her lower lip and released it slowly as her eyes never left Sam¡¯s. ¡°So f*cking gorgeous.¡± She whispered under her breath.


    Zary could no longer stop herself from rolling her eyes. This b*tch! She had already seduced Karille¡¯s husband, and now here she was trying to jump on another man?!


    ¡°This is Sam,¡± Zary wrapped her hand around Sam¡¯s arm and then looked up at him. ¡°My boyfriend.¡± The smile that she shot Arriane was scornful and filled with derision.


    She heard Arriane¡¯s sharp intake of breath. That statement must have shocked her.


    ¡°Sam, this is Arriane. An¡­ old acquaintance.¡± Zary introduced her to him, purposely putting that pause on describing their relationship.


    Arriane who had her eyes wide in disbelief smiled at Sam with the sweetest smile she could muster.


    ¡°Hello Sam, nice meeting you.¡± She stretched out her hand for a handshake when the waiter appeared and called their attention.


    Sam lifted his hand, causing Arriane¡¯s smile to widen, thinking that she had gained the victory over Zary with this first move. However, his hand had brushed passed Arriane¡¯s and coolly said ¡°excuse us,¡± pushing his arm to open up a path and leading the way for Zary to walk ahead. He had not even bothered to look directly at Arriane, and that was like a slap in the face for her.


    The woman¡¯s jaw dropped as she turned and watched the prime selection of a man wrap his arm around Zary¡¯s waist as they both ignored her presence and headed to their table.


    Arriane clenched her fists so tight that her knuckles had turned as white as sheets of papers.


    ¡­


    At Zary and Sam¡¯s table, the waiter finally left them when he got their orders. Zary was biting on her lower lip to stop a wide smile from bursting out. She liked the way how Sam had all but ignored Arriane¡¯s handshake.


    However, a while later, she saw Hardy entering the restaurant. That bastard! How dare he leisurely roam around in a luxurious restaurant with his freaking mistress when his son was bed ridden with an illness in a hospital and his¡­


    Her smile instantly turned into rage.

 Chapter 15

    Bonus chapter dedicated to @Chinawa, @_Basia_, and @Patty_PM! Thank you so much for the super gifts!


    ___


    Seeing Zary¡¯s rage caused Sam to look over his shoulder to look as well. He almost looked as though he was wondering what had made Zary¡¯s good mood disappear so quickly. But he did not say anything, and just observed Zary¡¯s face and the person who she was staring at.


    ¡°That f*cking bastard!¡± Zary hissed under her breath and gulped down the water in her glass in large mouthfuls.


    ¡°Did he do something to you?¡± Sam finally asked her. His gaze was so serious, and she felt like she had just seen a dangerous gleam flash in their depths.


    Clearing her throat, Zary quickly explained. ¡°No but, he¡¯s a cheating bastard that deserves to have his d*ck chopped off. He heartlessly left his wife and sick son to be with his mistress. I hate him to my bones!¡±


    He looked slightly relieved.


    Zary glanced over at them again and her blood boiled even harder at the sight of the vixen still surreptitiously eyeing Sam. ¡®Does she think that others cannot see her doing that?¡¯ Zary fumed within herself as she looked at Arriane giggling and acting all coquettishly with Hardy while pretending to move and turn around to try and make her actions of spying on Sam more natural. ¡®You¡¯re not fooling anyone, b*tch!!¡¯ Zary scoffed and huffed where she sat. It seemed that she could no longer ignore this woman like she used to do. She wanted to slap her hard and not just once. How dare she lust for her man openly like this¡­


    Zary suddenly caught her lower lip between her teeth. Her gaze flew over to Sam¡¯s. What¡­ did she just say in her head? Her¡­ man? Had she already accepted in her heart that he was¡­ hers? Just a day before she was still conflicted within herself on whether she should just go ahead with Sam and treat him as her boyfriend. And now here she was, acknowledging him in her mind as her man?


    Her heart rate sped up and her cheeks heated up a little and she gulped down another mouthful of water ¨C but this time for a totally different reason. But when she stared at Sam, a thought came to her mind and her gaze became scrutinizing.


    ¡°If another woman seduces you, what will you do?¡± she asked, curious to know his answer.


    Sam casually leaned his temple against his knuckles, his eyes fixed only on her.


    ¡°I am made to be the one to seduce. So, I can seduce anyone but¡­¡±


    ¡°But?¡± Zary prodded, feeling a little impatient for him to continue. The corners of his lips curled up a little as he saw how she was behaving.


    His gaze suddenly smouldered as he peeked at her through his thick lashes. ¡°You are the only one who can make me hard.¡±


    Zary choked on her water and coughed, thumping herself on her chest as her eyes watered due to water entering her nose.


    She felt like her cheeks were on fire now.


    Sam reached out and quickly offered her a tissue, then he rose and moved next to her, rubbing her back.


    ¡°Oh, I¡¯m fine.¡± Zary said and she drank some water again ¨C this time a smaller sip. ¡°Go back to your seat.¡±


    When Sam was back at his seat again, Zary cleared her throat and spoke to him in a low voice, leaning on the table to bring herself a little closer to him. ¡°Is that due to me being your master?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡± He nodded, reaching out to tuck strands of stray hairs behind her ears. ¡°And because I am made only for you.¡±


    A smile threatened to flash across her face, but she pressed her lips tight as the waiter came back, bringing them their food. Zary did not realize how her mood had instantly changed to become so bright and sunny again. But when she glanced over at the cheater who was seated a few tables away from them, Zary could not help but wonder if¡­


    She shook her head as if to ward off unnecessary thoughts. Sam was a robot, not a human, she told herself.


    Zary tried not to look to the two scums and just focused herself on her food and Sam.


    Later, Zary went to the comfort room to freshen up a little.


    When she stepped out, she was surprised to see that Sam was waiting for her right outside, leaning against wall with his arms crossed over his toned chest.


    ¡°Why are you out here? Weren¡¯t you waiting back at our table?¡± she asked, eyes slightly wide.


    ¡°Your old acquaintance came to our table, so I excused myself too.¡± She could detect that his tone did not sound too good.


    ¡°What?!¡± Zary scoffed out in disbelief. Arriane still had not given up on Sam?! How shameless could she get? ¡°How about the man that was with her?¡±


    ¡°I think he left.¡±


    ¡°Oh god, did she send that bastard away so she can flirt with you?! What a b*tch!!¡± she gritted her teeth and cursed Arianne internally. So, now she was aiming for Sam next, huh? Could that woman be thinking that she could have all the men she wanted? How dare she! Or could she be having doubts? Maybe she was staying back to see if Sam was really her boyfriend and that she can now have a man too?


    ¡°She¡¯s coming over here.¡± Sam said, looking to his side.


    Suddenly, Zary grabbed him and pulled them back into the comfort room, then pushed him inside a cubicle. It was lucky that there was no one inside at the moment!


    Sam stared at her with curiosity as they stood facing each other with hardly any space between them. Looking down, he could see how her chest was rising and falling due to the adrenaline rush their sudden actions of squeezing themselves together into the ladies¡¯ cubicle.


    ¡°Err¡­¡± Zary swallowed, her eyes gleaming with something fierce, but before she could speak, she heard the sounds of clicking heels approaching. She was here! There was no more time to explain further!


    She grabbed onto Sam¡¯s collar, pulling his face closer down to hers. ¡°I want you to¡­¡± she paused, her grip on his collar tightening. ¡°¡­make me moan. Now.¡±


    ___


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 Chapter 16

    ¡°Make me moan, now.¡± Zary¡¯s brave demand caused Sam to suddenly go very still.


    But his surprise did not even last more than a second before understanding seemed to gleam across his eyes. Then in the next moment, something else spread across his face ¨C something that Zary could not quite explain, yet it instantly caused her pulse to tick faster.


    He leaned a little closer, invading even more of her already very little personal space. His golden gaze now searing into hers. ¡°Are you sure about this? Zary?¡± he asked. His voice suddenly so deep, so smoky and dark.


    Zary could hardly believe the instant changes that occurred in him and the entire atmosphere that surrounded them. Did he immediately activate his seduction mode? That must be it, right?


    The sounds of the footsteps approaching them distracted Zary from whatever hypnotizing stupor she had somehow fallen into.


    ¡°Yes.¡± She answered quickly and without hesitation, not knowing why her voice came out oddly breathless. Though her heart was racing, she could identify that it was not the same kind of racing pulse that was borne out of mind-numbing fear that she used to have when dealing with other men. And she was glad for it.


    She was not going to back off this. This was her chance to finally show that little scheming vixen something grand! This would show her since she dared covet someone else¡¯s man!


    Her hand pulled him even closer against her and whispered, ¡°Now, Sam!¡±


    The next thing she knew, Sam had pushed her against the wall of the cubicle, causing it to rattle out loudly. He anchored her to the wall just by pressing against her with his powerful body before turning to look at her with a now heavy-lidded gaze. Those golden orbs seemed to be burning now, and she felt as though his gaze had touched her with something erotic. Oh god¡­


    For a moment she had forgotten how to breathe. She felt a thrill shooting through her the instant her mind registered the position they were currently in. And it was almost ridiculous at how she felt like she was already hopelessly seduced in an instant. It was as if he had used some magic that had instantly turned her horny in an instant.


    But she did not have any time to linger over that fact as she already felt his hand sliding up to rest on her nape the very next moment. The feel of his strong hand beneath her hair and against her bare skin made her eyes stretched even wider as the area where their skin met erupted in pleasurable tingles. Zary seemed to be seeing little bursts of bright lights in her vision.


    Then something soft and warm pressed against her temple ¨C his lips! She became very still but her breath snagged at soon as she felt his warm and dexterous tongue brushing at the very tip of her eyebrow.


    Just as she was about to drift into something like a slow swoon, his hand on her nape suddenly clasped a handful of her hair, pulling her head back and exposing her slender neck to him. That sudden action shocked her, and she gasped but that was nothing when compared to what he did next. His hot, wet mouth then latched onto the sensitive part of her throat, sucking and putting a delicious pressure on that area.


    That caused a shock of electricity to jolt through every part of her body. Her gasp was much louder than the previous one, at the unexpected sensation he made her feel. The air around them seemed to suddenly become thicker and hotter as he continued kissing up and down the column of her neck almost hungrily.


    Zary did not expect this at all. She did ask him to make her moan, but she thought that it was going to be more like an act. She had asked him to do something to make it believable then she would probably just moan out as though they were in the act of something more intimate. She did not think that it was going to be¡­ like this¡­!


    His mouth strayed back upwards until she felt his lips reaching and nibbling on her earlobes. He then traced the intricate inner edges then breathed a waft of hellfire. Her entire body instantly tensed, and she shivered from that.


    He did not stop there. His fingers that had slid over the curve of her breast began to massage her there when all the while, his lips were nipping hungrily at her ear. A helpless whimper emerged from her throat, as she was almost panting to suck in enough air.


    She did not expect this. She had not expected this at all!


    ¡°Zary¡­¡± he whispered her name hotly. His mouth was against her throat again. His strong hands roving all over her body, making her writhe as pleasure threatened to blot out her consciousness.


    ¡°S-sam¡­¡± she moaned out his name without her even realizing it. She felt like the world had shrunk to only being within the confines of this cubicle. The plan was long forgotten, even though it was not even that long since they have started this. She was not sure if a couple of minutes had even passed by since he pinned her on this wall. She did not even notice that the woman who had entered just a while ago had chosen the cubicle right next to them.


    Zary had never felt anything like this before. And she found herself grabbing fistfuls of his thick hair, as she unconsciously threw her head back to grant him better access to her throat.


    Was this normal? She thought dizzily. He had not even kissed her on the lips yet and she was already responding like this¡­ how could a robot make her feel like this? Was it supposed to feel this good?


    His hand that felt like magic reached her thighs. She automatically opened up to him as if welcoming him, wanting him to touch that aching part.


    Another half moan, half gasp echoed out within the cramped cubicle the moment he touched her there.


    Then the door of the cubicle next to them was slammed shut with a bang.

 Chapter 17

    Soon enough, sounds of angry footsteps were heard leaving the comfort room. Sam pulled back from their close embrace but made sure to anchor Zary just in case she wobbles and falls down.


    ¡°She¡¯s gone,¡± he said after listening closely to whether there were any more sounds coming from the next cubicle.


    Zary was still a little disoriented from the intense make out session they just had. She could not explain what she was feeling right now but she forced herself to regain her composure.


    Clearing her throat, she spoke. ¡°I can stand now. Thanks.¡± she turned from him to hide her face that she knew was still beet red. ¡°W-wait for me outside.¡± Sam only smiled and nodded at her. Then he turned around and headed out.


    Once Sam shut the door behind him, Zary looked at herself in the mirror and a disbelieving smile curved on her lips. Oh my god¡­ she shook her head. What had just happened? Did they just do all that in this cramped space?


    She could still feel the heat of his fingers as he touched her there. All the actions that were done by Sam was still imprinted in her mind and everything was still lingering on her skin¡­


    Once she calmed herself, she finally stepped out of the comfort room. Sam, who kept his promise, was standing right outside and had quickly offered her his hand. As they walked back to the caf¨¦, they bumped into Arriane who was in a rush to leave.


    ¡°Leaving already?¡± Zary asked her coolly, raising a brow. Her smile a little smug.


    Arriane¡¯s eyes fell on Zary¡¯s neck. Her not so discreet gaze went to that reddish thing that was obviously a kiss mark ¨C a hickey. Zary was sure that Arriane would have known that mark was being put there by Sam.


    Still, the vixen brazenly eyed Sam from his head down to his¡­ suddenly, Arrianne¡¯s eyes almost bulged out from their sockets.


    Curious, Zary followed her line of sight and her face burned red at the sight of a bulge over his groin.


    What?! Why was his¡­ oh freaking damn!


    As swift as a cat, Zary stepped in front of Sam and blocked Arriane¡¯s roving gaze. She pressed herself back against Sam to hide that scandalous view. Her heart was thumping wildly.


    But the embarrassment Zary felt was nothing compared to the satisfaction she gained at the sight of Arriane¡¯s expression right now.


    ¡°Well¡­ yes¡­ I¡¯m, leaving. See you, Zarina.¡± Arriane bit on her lip hard as she forced a smile before hastily beating a retreat.


    ¡®Not if I can help it, you little b*tch. No way do I want to see you again.¡¯ Zary thought to herself and found herself smiling smugly at Arriane¡¯s disappearing figure. ¡°That was one satisfying expression of her face, good for you¡­ haha¡­¡± her smile remained wide on her face until Sam touched her shoulders, bent forward and whispered into her ears.


    ¡°Are we going to go back inside?¡± he asked. Now Zary¡¯s happy bubbles popped as she remembered the current issue they were faced with right now. And it was¡­ Sam¡¯s boner!


    Darn it! What was she going to do with this now? Oh god!


    The very first thing she did was to drag him into a quieter corner, making sure she was blocking him well.


    ¡°Look here, Sam¡­¡± she was forcing a smile as she pulled his head down a little to her level to whisper.


    ¡°You really can¡¯t do anything about your¡­ uhm¡­ boner?¡±


    He tilted his head. Then he looked down and said, ¡°Ah¡­ sorry, but I can¡¯t do anything about it.¡± His expression remained straight and nonchalant. As if there was nothing wrong at all with him sporting such a boner out in public.


    ¡°Oh my god, seriously?! I just want to smack your creator for this! Didn¡¯t they ever think of how troublesome this would be in public?¡± she hissed, not knowing how to deal with this.


    Sam kept his eyes glued on her. Then he suddenly bent lower until his lips were just beside her ear and whispered. ¡°As my master, you¡¯re the only one who could solve this problem.¡± He generously offered to remind her of this point.


    Blinking, Zary lifted her gaze to him. ¡°H-how? Wait¡­ don¡¯t tell me¡­¡±


    When his gaze that was holding hers remained serious, Zary¡¯s jaw dropped. Then she felt a blush suffusing her entire face.


    Her eyes wandered around before clearing her throat a little nervously. She felt as though high-pressured steam was about to blow out from her head.


    ¡°Here¡­ Hold onto this.¡± She passed him her bag and then took her jacket off.


    After wrapping and tying the jacket artfully around his waist, she breathed out in relief as she looked at him. ¡°From now on, you must bring a jacket every time we go out.¡± she told him sternly and Sam could only nod. He looked down at himself and noticed that Zary had arranged such that the jacket was tied a little towards the side where the side flaps would be able to cover up his boner from being seen when walking about in public.


    ¡­


    Zary was in a great mood as she drove back to her apartment when she received a call.


    She raised a brow after taking a glance at the new number. She ignored it as she was driving, but the caller persisted. After many long rings and missed calls, Zary decided that it must be an urgent matter for the caller to persist in trying to get through to her. Therefore, she pulled the car over to the side and answered it.


    To her shocked surprise, it was the woman, the customer service officer that she had talked with about Sam.


    The blissful mood on her face was slowly erased the moment she heard what the woman said. She heard the feminine voice apologising to her and informing her that they intend to recall Sam back because he was apparently a factory defect.


    Zarina: ¡°!!!¡±

 Chapter 18

    Zary slowly looked over at Sam as she listened to the woman continue speaking over the phone. The prickling sense of disappointment and surprising reluctance that rose within her heart surprised her. She had been mentioning that she wanted him replaced with the correct product that she had ordered. But now that she was faced with the reality that he was being recalled for being a factory defect, she was not sure why her first reaction was to hesitate and was undecided if she actually wanted to return Sam. Zary¡¯s mind registered again that the customer sales officer was still on the line.


    And before she knew it, she cut the woman off and said, ¡°I¡¯m so sorry, I¡¯m travelling right now. I will contact you again very soon.¡± before abruptly ending the call.


    ¡°Is there a problem?¡± Sam innocently asked, seeing that she had ended the call, he tilted his head to face her.


    Zary cleared her throat and shrugged a little. ¡°N-nothing that needed to be fixed right here and now.¡± She replied as calmly as possible before starting up the car again. Checking if the traffic was clear, she turned back onto the road and continued their drive home.


    While driving, her mind was preoccupied in thinking about Sam. How should she decide on this matter? Since Sam was a flawed product according to the customer sales officer, should she return him in exchange for the right one she had wanted originally? But her heart somehow thudded heavily as that thought crossed her mind.


    Once they were back home, Zary went straight into the shower. As the water fell on her, she shut her eyes with a sigh. She did not expect that call to come in at all. But the fact that it had saddened her was even more unexpected. It had been only two days since she had gotten Sam delivered to her place and she had already developed such an attachment that caused her to be reluctant to let him go?


    Running her palms across her face, Zary took in a deep breath. Though she had already bought Sam and she actually did not want them to take him back, thinking about the big picture helped her finally make a decision. She was worried that one day Sam might suddenly break due to the defect in him. Once that happened, she would not know what to do, right? So that would be the right thing to do.


    Later, after getting dressed from her shower, she stepped out from her room and grabbed her phone.


    She dialled the customer service officer¡¯s number again. Part of her hoped that she would not be able to get through again, just like what had happened yesterday when she had wanted them to. But it only rang twice before the woman picked up and answered her call. Zary informed her that she was free now and wanted to know what it was that she had called for.


    The woman immediately instructed her that there will be people who would be sent to pick Sam up, when Zary interrupted her mid-speech. ¡°Wait a moment¡­ uhm¡­ I didn¡¯t agree to you guys coming to pick him up yet. I just want to know what the defect is that you are talking about. Sam¡­ my robot is perfectly fine. In fact, he had been incredibly perfect so far. I really don¡¯t see any imperfection at all.¡± She informed the officer.


    ¡°Apologies ma¡¯am, but company policy states that we can¡¯t disclose the exact defect to your product.¡± The woman answered formally and politely. However, that only caused Zary to frown.


    ¡°And what if I don¡¯t want to return him?¡± Zary finally asked.


    A short silence passed.


    ¡°Apologies again dear customer, but you have to comply to our regulations. The defect is serious, and it is our job to recall defective products. It could ruin our company¡¯s name if something bad happens.¡± The woman replied. Her tone was low, and her reasoning made sense.


    Zary was silenced for a moment at that statement. The last line fed to her had made her pressed her lips tight to stop herself from arguing. She was right¡­ what if something bad happens?


    She took a deep breath.


    ¡°Alright¡­ but may I know what would be done to him after you got him back?¡± Zary was curious.


    ¡°You have nothing to worry about, ma¡¯am. We¡¯ll just be fixing his system. If the defect can be fixed, we¡¯ll return him to you. But his system will be reset to the original factory setting. So, there is no reason to worry. We will not cheat you of your investment. So, if the problem could not be fixed, we will then replace him with a new one.¡±


    That made Zary swallow. She did not like how she mentioned that line of hers. Replace Sam with another robot?!


    Again, Zary could not believe how that sounded so unacceptable to her. Was she not desperately trying to find them so that she could exchange Sam with the real perfect boyfriend robot that she had ordered?


    ¡°What¡­ what if I don¡¯t like any of the other robots you send?¡± she asked reluctantly.


    ¡°We will then refund you your money, ma¡¯am. We know this is an inconvenience for you and we apologize for it. But this is for your sake as well, ma¡¯am. A defective machine such as him could be really dangerous to our precious clients.¡±


    Her grip on the phone tightened. A defective machine¡­ she really did not like the sound of it even though she knew that what the woman said was right. Sam was¡­ a machine ¨C a robot. And she had bought him from this company.


    Another deep breath was released from her lips. She was about to speak when¡­


    Two strong arms slid to her sides and wrapped around her waist, hugging her from behind.. Then she felt his head leaning into the crook of her neck. Sam¡­ did he overhear their conversation?!

 Chapter 19

    Zary felt his heat warming her up from behind, his strong solid body supporting her¡­ his pleasant masculine scent filled her nostrils. And she breathed in a few more lungfuls of it as she remained in his embrace.


    He did not say anything even after a few moments. She thought that he was going to whisper to her pleadingly not to send him back to the company, but surprisingly he did not. He just hugged her silently like that and this was¡­ this was far worse for her than him saying anything. Oh god¡­


    His grip on her waist tightened a little and Zary felt her heart squeeze. Damn it. What was going on with her? When did she¡­ when did she develop such a soft spot for him?


    The things he had done for her in the short while he was in her home ¨C and also outside ¨C suddenly flashed across her mind like slide show. In such a short time¡­ Zary realized how he had already done so much for her. And she had truly enjoyed every single one of them. In fact, now that she thought about it, there were already quite a lot that had happened. And she had enjoyed herself, laughed and even got excited. Not to mention that experience in that public bathroom¡­


    ¡°Ma¡¯am? Hello? Are you still there? We will be sending some people over to your home now to retrieve the product ¨C¡± the officer continued to inform Zary.


    ¡°Actually, I¡¯m not in my home that you delivered the product to right now¡­¡± Zary blurted out, cutting her off. ¡°And yes, Sam is¡­ my robot is with me right now. We¡¯ve just gone travelling for a short vacation, so no one is at my billing address house right now.¡±


    She felt Sam¡¯s grip on her loosen up a bit.


    ¡°Oh¡­ is that so?¡± Zary¡¯s heart skipped a bit at the subtle doubtful tone in the woman¡¯s voice. ¡°May I know where exactly you are right now, ma¡¯am?¡±


    Zary fumbled and ended the call with some randomly thrown out excuse before quickly setting her phone into flight mode.


    Then she turned around to Sam and grabbed at both his hands.


    ¡°We need to leave, now!¡± she told him urgently as she dragged him out of her house with much haste. She needed to make those words she had just said true! So even though it had started out as a lie, it would end up being the truth anyway.


    Sam¡¯s eyes glimmered as he looked at her and then he quickened his pace after her and the two of them ran together along the corridor as if they were suddenly in an action movie.


    They even experienced that iconic elevator scene when Sam barely snuck his hand between the elevator¡¯s door right before it closed to get it from going past their floor.


    ¡°We¡¯re going to ride my bike, Sam.¡± Zary informed him as they stepped out the elevator.


    ¡°Let me be the one to drive, master.¡± Sam told her.


    Zary was shocked. ¡°You know how to drive?!¡±


    He smiled at her, his golden eyes seemed to be burning. ¡°I¡¯m pretty good at it.¡±


    When they reached where Zary¡¯s bike was parked, Sam faced her while she panted, busy catching her breath from their running spree.


    ¡°Trust me,¡± he said, offering her his hand.


    Zary bit her lower lip before placing her hand in his. Screw being cautious! She was a dying person! These thrills this man had brought in the very last days of her life¡­ she was not going to let them slip away all because she was afraid of getting into an accident.


    ¡°Alright, show me what you¡¯ve got.¡± Her smile was challenging. ¡°But if you¡¯re too slow, I¡¯ll take over. Deal?¡±


    A gleam of amusement flashed in his eyes before he moved and put the helmet on Zary¡¯s head.


    It was such a convenience that Zary always have two helmets because she sometimes had to drop her secretary or Karille along the way.


    A while later, their big badass black bike sped out of the building. However, their clothes somehow ruined the coolness as the two of them were actually still in their pyjamas. Zary could not help but chuckle at the sight they must be making for others who are watching them.


    So they stopped by a store once they were far enough from their building and bought new outfits for them both.


    ¡°Where are we heading to?¡± Sam asked as he climbed off the bike again.


    Zary tilted her head.


    ¡°Anywhere?¡± she wondered. And he nodded at her with understanding, a smile spreading across his face.


    Zary wondered why he had acted as though he understood what she actually wanted. But she did not bother to say anything and just climbed up behind him on the bike, wrapping her arms around his waist and enjoyed how wonderful it felt to be hugging a strong and toned abdomen such as Sam¡¯s.


    It did not take long before they were zipping along on the highway. Zary smiled. He really knows where he was headed for.


    He began to speed up and Zary could not stop smiling even wider, loving how reckless he was right now.


    He sped up as if they were in a car chase and instead of fear, it gave her so much thrill that her adrenaline was spiking. She could not explain the feeling, but as she sat there straddling the bike, tightening her grip on his waist while watching the streetlights whizz past them one after another¡­ somehow, the feeling was completely different compared to when she was biking all by herself.


    Before she realized it, she had tightened her grip on him again, leaning her head on his broad shoulders. Sam slowed down a little as they passed by a beautiful bridge. Zary felt his pace and she relaxed. She eased back and Sam went even slower.


    Zary let go of Sam¡¯s waist, but Sam did not stop her. Then she spread her hands out allowing herself to just feel the wind¡­ and everything. And it was just¡­ amazing¡­


    An immeasurable amount of time later, they stopped by a certain building in the middle of nowhere.. It was a small building with a bright red ¡°HOTEL¡± signage.

 Chapter 20

    ¡°Ahh¡­ that was crazy fun!¡± Zary let herself fall back into the plush king-sized bed she was sitting on, spreading her hands out wide on both sides. She had already taken a nice warm shower earlier and only had a white robe wrapped around her right now since the both of them did not bring any clothes along with them as they had rushed out of the house so abruptly. Though so unprepared, Zary had never felt so free and as relaxed for as long as she could remember.


    A wide smile was plastered all over her face, shaking her head a little at the thought of what she had done tonight. She did not even know where they were at the moment. Her phone was with her, but she did not bother to have it turned on. That customer service officer might call and keep bugging her again.


    She turned towards Sam and was about to speak when she saw him already undressing.


    Zary blinked at the unexpected sight. But before she could think of how to respond, he had already moved towards the bathroom. Wait¡­ Sam? Bathroom? Why did that not sound right?


    She then sprung from the bed. ¡°Wait, Sam! Where are you going?!¡±


    He turned and looked at her, his perfect naked torso bared in full view to her viewing pleasure again. His waist of his slacks was hanging low on his hips, giving him the perfect sexy and smouldering look that would have any normal hot-blooded woman panting and wetting her panties. ¡°To the bathroom ¨C¡±


    ¡°What?!¡± Zary¡¯s eyes widened as she gave a mini shriek. ¡°You¡¯re going to take a bath?!¡±


    Sam cocked his head almost innocently. ¡°You don¡¯t¡­ want me to bathe?¡±


    ¡°You can¡¯t!¡± Zary sweat-dropped. Who on earth have ever heard of a robot bathing?


    A short silence passed. Sam looked like he was processing the reason why.


    ¡°But I will be sleeping with you tonight, master. Therefore, I want to be fresh and clean. It would not do for me to get into bed dirty and dusty.¡± He reasoned out and Zary¡¯s face heated up a little at the ¡®I will be sleeping with you tonight¡¯ statement. She quickly shook her head though. They had slept together last night, literally. That was all that he had meant! Zary! Get your head out of the gutter! But still¡­


    ¡°There is no need for you to do that, Sam!¡± she approached him and held his hand.


    ¡°Why?¡± He cocked his head sideways again in that cute pose, confused at why Zary was telling him not to wash up.


    ¡°You can¡¯t get wet. You might break!¡±


    He stilled for a moment as understanding flashed across his face. But a smile eventually tugged at his gorgeous face. ¡°Don¡¯t worry, master. I¡¯m waterproof.¡± He assured her.


    Zary blinked multiple times after hearing Sam¡¯s explanation on why he was insistent on wanting to bathe.


    ¡°Oh¡­ waterproof. R-really?¡± She had not thought of that possibility and felt a little sheepish.


    ¡°Yes.¡± He nodded then he pulled her along into the bathroom with him. ¡°Come. Let me show you.¡±


    He let go of her hand as she stood by the door, then he twisted the lever on the wall and stood under the spray of the shower. The water fell like a downpour of rain on him, drenching him all the way through. Zary felt her heartbeat racing a little, imagining that something will get electrocuted or something.


    But nothing of the sort happened. He was fully drenched now.


    He then turned to her, running his hand through his hair. Oh god damn! Her eyes!


    Zary could not help herself but swallow hard at the delicious sight of him with rivulets of water tracking down those very impressive pecs and abs of his. Her eyes were helplessly glued onto him now. Though she had wanted to drag her eyes and look back up at his face, no matter how hard she tried, she just could not. It was as though her eyes were magnetically drawn to his perfect physique ¨C not that anyone could blame her, right? Sam under the shower, all wet and sizzling was just¡­ pure temptation!


    ¡°Do you believe me now? Master?¡± he asked and Zary could swear that she saw a gleam of naughtiness flashing in his eyes for a moment. It had made her heart skipped a beat. Damn and double damn!


    She took a couple of steps back and groped for the handle before shutting the door close before her. After flinging herself back onto the bed, she reflected on herself and could not believe she had almost jumped him when¡­ the memories from that moment in that public bathroom had then flashed in her mind and she actually felt a surge of desire being kindled deep in her core. Those intense feelings¡­ she wanted to experience them again¡­ more of them. And she found that she actually welcomed them instead of shying away as how she usually does.


    Her face burned red, and she buried herself into the pillows. Right now, they were alone in a hotel and¡­ she took a deep breath and rolled over onto her back and stared at the ceiling, eyes unfocussed as her mind was in a whirl of thoughts.


    Was she ready for this? Of course, she was!! How old was she already not to be ready?! Oh, come on Zary!


    Still, her heartbeat trashed wilder as it drummed up a storm in her ears when Sam emerged from the door, wrapped up in the black bath robe that the hotel provided for the males. For some reason, he seemed to look quite different right now¡­ different in a sense where he seemed to be so goddamned gorgeous and so very much human now. Maybe it was because of his messy and damp hair? If she was not the one who had purchased and started him up, she would swear that he was a 100-percent flesh and blood male!


    Again, she swallowed when their eyes met.


    The atmosphere seemed to suddenly grow thicker and hotter¡­ and it reminded her at that moment again when they were inside that cramped cubicle.


    This hotel room was spacious and far from being cramped. Yet it felt like it was getting smaller and smaller as the seconds ticked by.


    When Sam took a step closer, Zary did not know why but she scooted back from her position at the edge of the bed.

 Chapter 21

    Sam halted, then his mesmerizing gold eyes released hers as it dropped to look at something else.


    When Zary followed his line of sight, she then saw her own hands fisting the material of the bedsheets so hard that the surrounding area were crumpled. She was surprised to see that¡­ wait¡­ what? Her eyes slowly widened. Could it be that¡­ her phobia¡­ no¡­ it could not be¡­ this is Sam! Sam, her very own robot. Not a human male!


    She whipped her head back up towards him. But¡­ he was already gone. The place where he just stood was now empty as though there was no one there in the first place.


    ¡°Sa ¨C¡± she could not finish calling out his name because the sound of the hair drier echoed from the bathroom. Did he go back into the bathroom to dry his hair?


    Zary pressed her lips tight and then hugged her knees. She could not quite believe her reaction just now.


    Was she really scared? But she was totally fine with Sam! How could it be that she felt like¡­ no, this could not be fear. This might be just simple nervousness, right?


    Hearing that the sounds of the blow drier had stopped inside the bathroom, she lifted her gaze. He stepped out from the bathroom, holding the dryer.


    ¡°May I dry your hair? Master?¡± he asked, wearing a slight smile. His expression was a bit brighter than a while ago. The sexual tension seemed to have totally gone as well.


    ¡°S-sure¡­¡± Zary forced herself to say that.


    When he approached, she breathed out in relief that she did not jerk back instinctively again as how she did earlier.


    She took off the towel that was wrapped around her head as Sam sat next to her, releasing her mass of damp waves tumbling over her shoulders and down her back.


    The hair drier was turned on again. Its whirring sounds filling the silence comfortably, allowing the two people seated on the bed to keep their silence without feeling awkward. When his fingers touch her hair in an almost extremely careful manner, Zary felt her shoulders ease and relax.


    And as time ticked by, whatever nervousness that had been lurking in her heart slowly died off. The way he was exaggeratedly careful in touching her hair, as if a little tug could kill her made her smile.


    When he turned the hair drier off and started brushing out her hair with that same extreme carefulness, Zary spoke. ¡°You really are shocking me big time, Sam.¡± she commented, luxuriating in his delicate touch.


    ¡°Because?¡±


    ¡°Because you can do everything. You told me you¡¯re a sex robot, but you can actually do everything. So far, there seem to be nothing that you can¡¯t do.¡±


    Sam did not pause in his ministrations. He continued what he was doing as if unbothered by what she had said.


    ¡°My main function is to please you in bed and give you all the sexual satisfaction you want and need. But I was also programmed with the ability to do anything when the need arises. An endless amount of information is accessible within my memory bank. So all I have to do is ask a question and the answer and instructions will appear in my mind.¡± He explained.


    ¡°That¡¯s¡­ pretty amazing. Not to mention handy too!¡± Zary commented. ¡°What is the very last question you asked your system right now?¡±


    He paused for a moment. ¡°I had asked what to do when you¡¯re nervous.¡±


    Zary nibbled on her lips, taken aback by the honestly of his reply. ¡°And what did your system told you to do?¡±


    ¡°Retreat and give you some space for a while.¡± Sam answered easily.


    ¡°That¡¯s why you returned to the bathroom¡­¡±


    He nodded. That made Zary chuckle, a little guilty that her reaction was indeed the reason why he had suddenly retreated. ¡°What else did it say?¡±


    ¡°Do something to ease the tension or create a distraction.¡±


    Turning to him, Zary tilted her head to the side, curiosity brimming in her eyes. ¡°That¡¯s¡­ all? Did it also instructed you to utilize the hair drier?¡± she asked, sounding as though she wanted to believe that his system indeed had told him to do that. Because if it did not, it only meant that he was capable of thoughts of his own free will, right? And that was¡­


    To her relief, he nodded again. ¡°I saw the hair drier and asked my system what its use was. It gave me the information about it and even how to use it. The sound is distracting so I asked again if I can use this to distract you. My system said yes.¡±


    Zary almost whistled. That was really impressive.


    ¡°I think your system is a better teacher for you to become the perfect boyfriend, Sam.¡± She giggled, amused by how this conversation was progressing. ¡°Your system is better at giving instructions too. I¡¯m certain about it.¡±


    ¡°My system gave me a very long list when I asked on how to become the perfect boyfriend. But it had mentioned that some suggestions might work, and others might not. It all depended on the person involved. It is still better to know the person¡¯s preferences and their likes and dislikes to avoid mistakes. It suggested that I ask you for your bucket list.¡± Sam explained lengthily.


    ¡°Oh¡­¡± Zary was speechless for a while. She had not expected that his system was so advanced and comprehensive to that extent. ¡°That¡¯s actually a very good suggestion. A bucket list, huh¡­¡±


    She ran her fingers along her jaw, thinking about the bucket list. She thought this would really be a big help. She should make a bucket list of everything that she wanted from him now!


    His warm fingers that brushed across her cheek pulled her thoughts back to the present. He tucked the loose hair strands behind her ear so gently, so carefully and she found herself staring at him. Running her gaze to all the perfection that was his face. His thick lashes were just so enviably long. His nose must be the most perfect one she had ever seen¡­ his jaws¡­ and that lips and eyes that she could call the epitome of temptation¡­ she could just look at him all day! Just watching his face closely like this was already enough to ignite that heat in her once again.


    ¡°Am I scaring you, Zary?¡± Sam¡¯s voice suddenly brought her back from her daydreaming.


    She stilled and met his gaze.. That question¡­ she had never expected to hear it from Sam at all.

 Chapter 22

    When Zary could not respond to his question immediately, Sam asked again in a low voice. ¡°Am I¡­ so scary to you?¡±


    His question caused Zary¡¯s eyes to stretch wide. Then she shook her head. ¡°No.¡± she immediately answered. ¡°No. Not at all Sam.¡± She bit on her lower lip. ¡°Look, you¡¯re not scary at all, okay? If you¡¯re scaring me, I wouldn¡¯t have taken you along with me in the first place. It¡¯s just that¡­ I think, I¡¯m just a bit nervous.¡±


    ¡°I would never hurt you, Zary.¡± Sam reminded her seriously, as if wanting her to know that he would always have her best interest in his mind.


    His response caused her to stammer. ¡°I- I know. I never once thought that you would harm me, okay?¡±


    A charming smile flashed across his handsome face and the tension between them was somehow dispelled. That smile¡­ Zary found it really cute and sexy at the same time. And she just automatically smiled back in response to that smile.


    She drew a deep breath and kept her gaze focused on his face. Scary? This work of art? Who would get scared with a face and a character like his? And that smile¡­ oh damn¡­ even she could say that that smile was enough to make a woman undone! Even she who was normally so afraid of men, was getting so flustered looking at it.


    It was just her who was the odd one. Now she regretted postponing her therapy for so many years. If only she had taken this seriously before. But it was too late now. She no longer had the time to go for the therapy that would take a longer time than she had left to live.


    Her doctors had told her that after a month or even less, she would need to start on being confined to the ICU for maybe another month or two until she breathed her last. They had honestly told her ¨C since she had demanded they did so ¨C that at most, she would only have three weeks to a month left to do whatever it was that she wanted. Because after that, things would change rapidly and even if she was still alive, she would not be able to do anything anymore but lie on the hospital bed. She was told that there was high possibility that she would fall into a coma until her death ¨C something which Zary thought was not a bad thing, considering she would not have to be awake and thinking of how miserable her life would be at that point.


    The doctors had found that she had a brain tumour. And it had already grown too big that her survival rate if they operated it now, was close to zero. The doctors had said that her tumour was in a very unusual place and no surgeon had ever operated and removed it successfully. No patient who went through the procedure survived it as well. In fact, she had tried to look for the best surgeons through her connections ¨C even outside of the country. But as soon as they saw her tumour, they all shook their heads and apologised for not being able to handle her case.


    Even she could tell that her case was a hopeless one. And that was why she was now here, in the middle of nowhere, with a robot that she had bought on a whim. She decided to do anything at all, experience everything while she can still do it¡­ but damn it all to hell, because it seemed that her psychological issues were still getting in the way!


    No¡­ Zary firmly shook her head. She told herself that she would be alright as long as it was Sam. She had been ever alright since the moment she turned him on. Their intimate moments in the bathroom¡­ that was something she could never have done with a real man. That was right. This was not her phobia acting up. She was just nervous as it is her first time experiencing it! That was all! This was just something she needed to overcome! She just needed to be brave and beat her nervousness up! And she was going to try something now. Now! No more postponement! No more hesitations! The clock is ticking, and time was wasting.


    Zary steeled herself. Then she grabbed his collar, just like how she did back then in that public bathroom.


    He did not protest and just waited patiently for what she was going to say. ¡°Sam¡­¡± her voice came out a little breathless as she stared at him directly.


    His face that she could label as the face created for sin was as distracting as usual. ¡°Yes, sweetheart?¡± he replied in a thick, honeyed voice and she felt her heart miss a beat. Perhaps even a few. Little shocks and tingles ran through her. W-what? Sweet¡­ heart?


    He had called her all sorts of endearments before, but why did this sound so good in her ears right now?


    ¡°You said you were going to start teaching me something tonight. Was that right?¡± Zary asked slowly, her heart thumping wild in her chest.


    ¡°Yes...¡± His gaze seemed to be searching for something in her eyes. ¡°But if you¡¯re not ready yet ¨C¡±


    ¡°No.¡± Zary cut him off before she continued talking much faster than usual. ¡°I think I¡¯m ready now. I¡¯m nervous but that¡¯s normal, I believe. And besides, we have already taken the first few steps this morning and it was in fact, amazing. So yeah, I think we don¡¯t need to waste time anymore.¡± Zary nodded to herself as she said it.


    His gaze turned into something really breathtaking. It was not the gaze that sent shivers down her spine¡­ it was a gaze that completely mesmerized her. His eyes under the dim light were¡­ truly so beautiful, for a lack of better words to describe.


    ¡°Yes¡­¡± his voice seemed to have turned as sweet as honey too. ¡°It¡¯s normal for you to be nervous since this is your first time.¡±


    Then his one hand lifted. He caressed her cheek ever so very lightly with the back of his long and graceful fingers before speaking, his voice suddenly dropping lower and caused her insides to clench.. ¡°I promise I will help take the nervousness away.¡±

 Chapter 23

    ¡°I promise I will help take the nervousness away.¡± His voice turned a little husky as he said that. It caused her heartbeat to race but she diagnosed that as not her nervousness because of the heat that came along with it.


    Looking at her intently, he reached out his hand and cradled her jaw. His touches were so delicate yet flaming hot. Somehow, this current experience was different from earlier. Was it because their moment in that bathroom was carried out in such rush? She admitted that she did not quite have the time to register everything that she had just experienced then because of how fast it had started and then ended. On top of that, there was the goal of wanting to annoy that so-called friend of hers. She could still grin in her mind as she remembered how Arriane¡¯s face looked like seeing both her and Sam together.


    His fingertips drifted behind her ear and his fingers combing through her hair.


    Then his other hand started to move as well. His fingertips delicately skimmed over her throat, stroking gently as if to coax her taut nerves to become even more strained. ¡°Do you like what I am doing?¡± he asked, his warm breath fanning across her cheek.


    She nodded, swallowing. And then she felt his lips curved up against the wing of her brow. Gooseflesh rose but she found that she did not hate it at all. In fact, she loved it! She also loved the way he was kneading on her neck muscles. Did he feel the stiffness in there and was now trying to coax the tension out of them?


    A soft sigh escaped her. He was doing wonders to her muscles. He was not lying when he had told her that he was going to take all of her nervousness away. His magic was happening and all she wanted right now was to relax and turn into a puddle of goo in his arms and feel his warm and delicate hands do wonders to her body. She absentmindedly thought how much better he could make her feel.


    ¡°Zary¡­¡± he whispered out her name. His voice no longer pure honey. There was now something dark combined with it that sent waves of heat and thrill spiralling through her veins.


    Their eyes held each other¡¯s, and she watched him slowly moved his face closer to hers ¨C giving her ample time to pull back and stop him if she wanted or if she felt uncomfortable at any point at all. However, she was looking forward to it. He was¡­ going to kiss her¡­


    Her heartbeat trashed so hard within her ribcage and for a moment there, she was scared that she would suddenly scoot back away from him again.


    But her worries did not even last more than a second before being turned into vapour, because he had set the fire to them as his mouth slanted over and covered hers.


    His arm slid around the small of her back as his mouth dragged across hers so patiently, so gently, continuing to brush his lips over hers as he would sometimes flick his tongue across her lips as though asking for entry. And the very moment she parted her lips, he pounced at the opportunity and sealed her mouth in an instant, as if he had been waiting for that very moment the whole time.


    Pleasure and excitement quickly flooded her as she felt his tongue now moved in and penetrated her mouth, stroking, searching. His mouth¡­ his lips¡­ his tongue¡­ she felt like she was going to faint. What¡­ what is this?


    Before she knew it, she had already relaxed fully against him. Her hands had wounded their way around his neck, then up into his silky hair, pulling him closer to her.


    Instinct took over and she kissed him back. She captured his mouth, copying him, starting more kisses before another had quite finished.


    She felt him smile against her mouth, but she could not care less. She just wanted to¡­ kiss him, again and again. Oh my god¡­ were kisses really like this? Why was kissing him so delicious? Do kisses actually taste so good?


    Deep within her, a part of her hoped that this was only because it was her first time tasting a man¡¯s mouth. And the reason she hoped for that was because she had a feeling that she might get addicted to this.


    She climbed onto him, straddling him, moulding her body against his own solid body. Her kisses were getting harder, more impatient, as if she could not get enough of Sam. And he let her have her way with him for a long while. Until she pulled away on her own, panting hard, feeling so light headed that she was not sure she would fall sideways.


    Her eyes were a little wide as she looked at him, trying to catch her breath. She looked as though she was in total disbelief. But she quickly recovered and moved to kiss him again.


    ¡°Oh god¡­¡± she half moaned and half groaned the next time she pulled away, breathless. ¡°I can¡¯t stop myself. I think¡­ you should stop me, Sam.¡±


    A soundless chuckle left his mouth. He cupped the sides of her face with both his hands as he pressed their foreheads against each other¡¯s. ¡°No, I¡¯m not going to stop you, sweetheart. Just go ahead and enjoy and experiment all you want.¡±


    ¡°W-why?¡±


    ¡°You love kissing me.¡±


    ¡°Oh gods, yes! I¡¯m afraid I¡¯m going to get addicted to this.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯d really love it if you will. I¡¯m all yours¡­¡±


    Zary¡¯s eyes widened. ¡°No¡­ oh don¡¯t. Addiction is unhealthy, Sam.¡± She shook her head. But at the same time, her eyes kept staring at his tempting lips and she unknowingly licked her own lips in anticipation.


    He chuckled sexily, noticing the way she eyed him. Then his lips strayed, and he traced his tongue over her jaw. ¡°I wouldn¡¯t mind if you get addicted to me, Zary¡­ in fact, I¡¯d really¡­ really¡­ love it if that happens.¡±


    ¡°R-really?¡± she answered, catching a breath.


    ¡°Yes. So go on and kiss me until you¡¯re satisfied. Because after this, even if you want more, it¡¯ll be my turn to go..¡± His voice was full of promise, causing anticipation to build up further in her.

 Chapter 24

    Brand new desires engulfed Zary the longer and deeper she kissed him.


    It almost made no sense to her. These desires, him¡­ everything about this. Especially everything about him.


    Right now, it was all too good to be true. And at the back of her mind, she started to question again if Sam was truly nothing but a robot.


    But the shocking lust that sliced through her when he sucked on her tongue evaporated that thought as quickly as it appeared. He did not allow her to have the luxury to doubt or even think of anything. This delicious, sinful taste of him easily overthrowing everything.


    Now she felt like she was drugged. And she liked it, ached for it even. This high. The feeling of being brought to soar above everything that dragged her down, and there was no need for her to worry about anything else but only to focus and delight herself in the sensations evoked by Sam as his touch burned and imprinted on her skin. She just could not get enough of it.


    And he gave what she wanted. When she felt her hunger for him, he started moving with what felt like fierce possession. He was still gentle and slow but there was a hint of something dark and savage at the edges of his every kiss. The way he pushed his tongue inside her mouth and the way he explored her, brought a flood of sensual desires out of her that she never thought could come from her. As though her mouth did not belong to her but was his.


    But that only made her want more. She craved and yearned for this robot more and more. It just did not make sense, but she was way past the point of caring.


    As she clung to him, he continued delicately exploring her mouth without haste, as though they had all the time in the world to spend together. She did the same thing to him, and he let her carry out her own experimentation on his body, even guiding her willingly and wordlessly.


    Then their lips broke apart. Puffs of hot air exhaled from her mouth as their forehead rested against each other. They stared at the other, eyes bright and sparkling from the recent activities.


    ¡°Still want more?¡± he asked and Zary let out a breathless laugh.


    ¡°God yes!¡± She could not even deny it. No¡­ she was done denying her desires. Why should she?


    Whatever time she has now was to enjoy herself. Her face was burning red, but the word ¡®embarrassed¡¯ was shockingly erased from her dictionary right now. ¡°Tell me this is normal, Sam. Me, feeling and behaving like this. I have never tried out drugs before, but¡­ I think you taste like one. Or at least¡­ you have the effect of one.¡±


    He buried a vibrating sound into her mouth, made her wonder if that was laugh. Then all thoughts were quickly thrown to oblivion again as he turned their kiss into something else. The word ¡®dirty¡¯ came to her mind first, but she did not know if that was the right word to describe this.


    And the more he gives, the more pleasure he introduces to her, the more she wanted. The further she craved for more. For one heart-thrashing moment, Zary wanted him to take her now, in the most basic way a man can take a woman. Immediately.


    As though he heard her thoughts, Sam tore his lips from hers and the next thing she knew, she was being laid out on the bed. Her long hair fanned out behind her, creating the illusion of a dark halo that surrounded her.


    Her eyes circled a little as she looked up at him, her whole body tingling in anticipation to the ¡®more¡¯ that he would teach her and show her.


    ¡°I think it¡¯s time for me. It¡¯s my turn now¡­¡± he whispered to Zary, his voice hoarse. But he did not make any moves even after saying that. He only stared at her, scrutinizing the expressions that flitted across her face.


    Zary knew instantly without him saying anything more that he was waiting for her consent. A warm feeling blossomed in her heart, thinking that even in this passion-filled moment, Sam still could consider her and whether she was ready or even willing. She swallowed hard, then nodded at him knowing that this would be the point where things would change.


    He flashed a heart-stopping smile and caressed her cheek with the backs of his fingers. ¡°Don¡¯t hesitate to tell me if you don¡¯t like what I¡¯m doing. I will stop no matter what¡­ if you don¡¯t feel comfortable with it.¡± He murmured to her before kissing the tip of her nose. She then felt his hand untying her bathrobe.


    The moment she nodded again, he tugged at the ties that held her robe close. The next second, she felt the edges of her robe slid sideways and slipped off her twin peaks and exposed her to his gaze. She caught her breath. Heat flooded her face as she turned her face sideways, a little intimidated by his piercing stare at her body.


    He did not move for a moment, but she felt his gaze roving her nakedness. Then he bent over and placed a burning kiss at the base of her throat. She felt his radiating heat when his body pressed against hers. His hand slid from her waist up to her breast, careful, lingering, and gentle.


    This time, the feeling was different. He had touched her there before but this¡­


    She drew up her knees involuntarily when his mouth latched onto her taut bud. Then he began to toy with it, skimming his tongue, brushing his parted lips against her naked peak.


    A quiver ran through her when he tugged her nipple lightly with his perfect teeth. A gasp and moan echoed inside the room.. And her sweet torture did not stop there.

 Chapter 25

    In fact, she knew at the back of her mind that it was only starting. His hands were like hands of a sinful angel in her mind, and they explored all over her body while his mouth was busy working on her nipples and breast.


    They glided sensuously to her knees and then back upwards. And all she could do was to tangle her fingers into her raven black hair. Her entire body was aching, her lower parts felt swollen and were pulsating in want of something more than this already enticing, mind-blowing pleasure.


    When his fingers finally reached her sex, her breath hitched in her throat. This¡­ this was what she was waiting for. For him to pay attention to that aching and pulsating part as well. She was dying for him to finally touch her there.


    ¡°S¡­ sam¡­¡± she moaned, wantonly arching herself against his hand. Impatience gripped her as her desire for more become seemingly unbearable.


    He caressed her, so gently, taking his time, lingering all over but just missing that certain sweet spot. Oh god¡­ she was going to die with from impatience. Was he trying to kill her faster than her allotted time?! She wanted him to just stop with his teasing and just¡­ take her now. Right this instant. She could feel her impatience as a physical and palpable force.


    ¡°Sam¡­ that¡¯s enough¡­ can¡¯t wait anymore. Do it now. I¡¯m¡­ more than ready now.¡± She complained as she writhed under his hands.


    Her eyes stretched wide when he moved his hand from her aching sex. Before she could protest, he kissed her mouth, effectively silencing more complaints from coming out.


    ¡°Not yet, sweetheart.¡± He whispered when he broke the kiss.


    Zary knotted her brows. Confusion flooded her dazed eyes. Why? Why should she wait longer?


    ¡°It¡¯s still a little too early¡­¡± he added and Zary¡¯s creased brows knotted even harder. Why does it seem that she did not understand what he was referring to?


    ¡°You¡¯re¡­ you¡¯re talking about you, right?¡± she asked, hazarding a guess. And his eyes widened ever so slightly followed by a moment of stillness.


    He pressed his lips tight and buried his face into the crook of her neck, groaning as he kissed her there.


    But she could feel as though he was smiling.


    All too soon, he pulled away again and looked at her. There was no sign of laughter being suppressed on his features.


    ¡°No, Zary. I meant it¡¯s still a little too early for you ¨C¡±


    ¡°Oh gods, Sam!¡± She cut him off impatiently. ¡°I am actually quite too late for this, okay? Yes, way too late especially when compared to ¨C¡±


    He suddenly kissed her, sealing her mouth and burying a low and rich sound, that felt like suppressed laugh. Before she could start to wonder if he was really laughing, his kissed turned harder, deeper as his tongue invaded her oral cavern with passion.


    ¡°I meant, you still need a little bit more wetness, sweetheart.¡± He whispered right into her ear the next time he pulled away. ¡°Because I told you I will never hurt you. I need to make you much wetter. As wet as possible.¡±


    That whisper made her shudder with need. He captured her mouth again and stabbed his tongue inside, kissing her senseless, awakening a series of delicious pulses in her intimate places.


    A dreadful urge to make him go faster poured over her. And she gripped a fistful of his hair as he slid his fiery tongue lower and lower.


    His teasing fingers were back to her softness. Parting her folds, caressing them, so gently, so slowly. She waited and waited for him to up his game. For him to slide that long finger of his inside her. Though she had never tried this ¨C putting her own finger inside herself ¨C when she sometimes touched herself before, she had read from countless novels that this was pleasurable. She wanted him to do it. To make her experience how it truly felt in reality.


    Even right now she knew it will feel incredibly amazing. Because she was already writhing with lust and desire just by him touching her only on the surface. How much more when he¡­


    She suddenly jerked the moment he started to plunge his finger inside her. Her sudden movement caused the intrusion not to happen.


    Her eyes widened when he met her gaze.


    But she quickly managed to speak. ¡°Go¡­ on¡­ don¡¯t stop.¡± She breathed out heavily.


    ¡°You never¡­¡±


    She shook her head before he could even finish what he was trying to say. She knew what he was about to ask. Looking away again as she covered her mouth with the back of her hand.


    ¡°I only touched. Never tried...¡±


    He withdrew his hand, shocking her. ¡°Wait.¡± She caught his wrist. ¡°I don¡¯t mean I want you to stop. I¡¯d like to¡­ experience it.¡±


    ¡°Me fingering you?¡±


    His extremely direct question almost caused her to be apoplectic. She felt like steam was going to rise from ears now. This¡­ naughty robot!


    ¡°Y-yes. So don¡¯t stop and continue.¡± She said boldly. Right now, her desire and lust were just stronger than anything else. Overwhelming all reason. And she placed her hand back on his.


    A soft, sexy chuckle echoed as he kissed her jaw.


    ¡°No, sweetheart.¡± He whispered, confusing Zary again.


    ¡°Huh? Why?¡±


    ¡°I changed my¡­ I have a change of plan, Zary.¡±


    ¡°What exactly are you talking about?¡±


    ¡°I now don¡¯t want my fingers to take the honour.¡± He answered, eyes boring into hers meaningfully.


    ¡°H-huh?¡± Unable to take it any longer, Zary was about to pull herself up and just grab at him when Sam pulled back, kneeling with him between her legs.


    He pulled the tie of his robe while his gaze was still glued onto hers. Then he discarded the robe with a flick of his hands.


    Zary¡¯s eyes strayed down and lingered at the awesome sight that made her almost chocked on her own saliva.. Her eyes went wide with shock.

 Chapter 26

    His size made her swallow hard. Now she could not help but feel a little worried. Even though she had zero experience with the opposite sex in this regard, she was not completely unaware of the average sizes that men¡¯s tools range.


    Though she knew vaginas expand somewhat, but¡­ but was he not a bit¡­ too thick? That would certainly hurt, right?! Could she even handle that? Not to mention that she was a complete newbie in the area too.


    Shock and uncertainty flashed across her reddened face. Though she was very intimidated by his size, it was strange how she found that she could not take her eyes of it. It seemed to have a very magnetic pull that caused her eyes to linger much to her embarrassment.


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry,¡± his low voice echoed, forcing her to finally be able to tear her gaze of his impressive girth and lifted her eyes to look at his face. His breathtaking eyes held her enraptured and before she realized it, he was already right before her. ¡°I have promised you that I¡¯ll never hurt you, Zary. You do believe me, right?¡± his hot breath touched her lips, igniting the fire all over again.


    Then he kissed her and all she could do was give in to his delicious coaxing. Soon, his intimidating rod was forgotten as he once again engulfed her body and mind in the heat of his touches and his kisses.


    He drew her nipple between his teeth after teasing and sucking it, causing her to whimper and shiver in response. She had not known that she was so sensitive! Her need to be released from this torturous pleasure made desperation rise up within her. She wanted him now! She would take him¡­ she would handle him. She will do it! Because Zary knew that he was the only one who could take this aching pleasure away. No one else could save her from this burning lust but him alone.


    ¡°Sam¡­ now, please. Hurry. Give it to me, now.¡± her voice came out begging, reaching for him and tugging at him desperately. She did not know what to do with this agitation and restlessness that had been kindled within her ¨C all thanks to Sam. She could not believe it would make her behave so wantonly like this. However, she was way past caring and only wanted¡­ no, needed for this ache to be satiated by this perpetrator who was before her now.


    But again, the naughty man held her wrists and pinned them to the sides of her head.


    ¡°Patience, sweetheart.¡± He whispered. ¡°We¡¯re not there yet.¡±


    ¡°Oh my god! Sam!!¡± she half shrieked, quite sure in her feeling that she was unable to take it any longer. ¡°I¡¯ve had enough Sam, so just ¨C¡±


    ¡°Shh¡­¡± he brushed his lips against hers. ¡°I am the teacher right now, sweetheart. You need to listen to my lesson ¨C¡±


    ¡°Your lesson is frustrating.¡± She complained, pulling at her hands to see if he would relax that restraint on her. ¡°I feel like this is actually not a lesson but a torture.¡±


    ¡°A delicious torture,¡± he corrected, eyes gleaming so sexily in the dim light. And she pursed her lips, glaring at him a little due to frustration. All her attempts at breaking free were useless against his great strength and she gave up trying, letting her head fall back.


    A quiet chuckle echoed as he distracted her by returning his mouth to her breast again.


    ¡°Ugh! I said enough with my breast, Sam, you little...¡± she trailed off when his face hovered over hers, eyes darkening. That gaze of his always makes her forget what she was about to say.


    ¡°You don¡¯t like what I¡¯m doing?¡± he asked mischievously.


    ¡°No, I¡­ like it. But I really want you to move on. I told you I¡¯m more than ready now.¡± She pleaded, hoping that he would finally grant her a break from all that torture.


    ¡°Alright,¡± he purred seductively against her ear, ¡°you have been a very disobedient and impatient student. But luckily, your wish is always my command, Master.¡±


    His answer gave her so much relief that she almost sobbed out. Thankful that he would be stopping with his teasing and finally get down to it.


    Coasting his hands along her thigh, Sam lowered himself. He trailed his tongue downwards until she shifted beneath him, grabbing at his head by curling her hands into his thick hair.


    He lifted his face and looked at her from the top of her stomach. Her eyes were wide as she looked down at him.


    ¡°You¡­ you¡¯re not going to¡­¡±


    A sexy as hell smile curved on his face as his gaze smouldered through his thick straight lashes.


    ¡°Let me check first if you¡¯re truly ready, Zary.¡±


    Her eyes stretched wider at that statement, and her lips opened and closed but no words came out from her lips. Speech failed her and she could only watch on as he dragged his mouth even lower, without breaking their eye contact.


    ¡°You¡­ you really don¡¯t need to¡­¡± embarrassment was flooding her entire being now.


    ¡°Yes, I have to, sweetheart. For your sake.¡± He answered as his mouth was right over her sex. And she gasped as the touch of his hot breath.


    When his eyelids lowered and stared at her most intimate place, Zary covered her face.


    ¡°Sorry¡­ but you¡¯re not ready yet.¡± She heard him say. A protest was about to spill from her lips, but she was forced to swallow her own words at what he did next.


    He dragged his tongue against her aching part, causing her to gasp hard.


    ¡°Leave this to me, Zary. I promise that you will love this.¡±


    Then he licked her, tasted her. He opened her folds with his hot and slick tongue, delving deeper, stroking further until she started to sob from the waves of pleasure that was now rocking her entire being.


    His tongue then found an excruciatingly sensitive place that made her quiver, and she made a grab at his hair again. He tickled it with his wicked tongue and did not stop until her little moans began to spill out from her throat.


    ¡°S-sam¡­ oh god¡­¡± she moaned his name the moment his slick tongue started to dance in a delicious and skilful rhythm. It was so mind blowing she could no longer think straight. She could no longer think ¨C period. Then she felt him suckled that taut bud, making her twist and whimper until she could not even say a coherent word anymore. Pleasured grunts, moans and little screams were the only audible sounds that came from her lips.


    He did not stop his attack on her. He continued his sinuous ministrations, increasing the pace of his every stroke and ate at her sex. Almost in a punishing way.


    Her head fell back, and her body arched against his mouth. Her body was trembling and her mind a total mush due to the overwhelming pleasures that were coming in waves, not allowing her a moment of respite. This was beyond what she was expecting. This was too much that she cried and gasped and called out his name again while closing her fingers so tightly in his silky hair.


    Then it came, the blast, the result of his masterful pleasuring. The pleasure she had not known was possible to exist. She pulsed, tingled, shuddered, and he never stopped.. He only continued eating away her every violent twitches and throbs.

 Chapter 27

    It was nothing like Zary had ever imagined. Not that she had any relatable experience to based it on.


    She had touched herself, though just a few times, during those very rare nights when she was not too tired from working overtime and had a little time that she could spare fantasizing about fictional men. But she never experienced this. This so-called mind-blowing orgasm.


    It was a fact widely publicised in novels, romance movies and hearsay that it was supposed to feel so good. And according to science and all the people who had told her or indirectly told her about this as well. That it was supposed to be heaven, damnation and salvation, fireworks, the heights of heaven¡­ She could not even remember all the words she had heard or read people used to describe it.


    And she never would have thought it was not actually a bit exaggerated. That those descriptions were not actually just glorified metaphors. Oh, she had no freaking idea!


    Weariness flooded her as she came down from that inexplicable high. After that physical exertion, she felt like she was going to drift off into sleep. The feeling of finally being released from that long suffering torture was¡­ she no longer had the words to even describe it. Now she was willingly taking back what she had sworn a few moments ago ¨C that she would never let Sam tease and torture her like that ever again.


    If that sweet torture was what it takes for her to experience what she just tasted, then she would ask for it again. Oh damn¡­


    ¡°Zary¡­¡± his sexy voice forced her to open her eyes even though she was really struggling to keep them even half opened. They were glazed, gleaming, as she looked at him in a daze.


    He smiled and she watched him licked his lips, as if savouring her taste.


    ¡°That was amazing,¡± he added then his gaze fell on her sex and that only caused him to lick his lips again. ¡°Look at how drenched you are now, Zary.¡± His eyes gleamed beneath his dark lashes, looking so damned pleased.


    Bending over, he kissed the dampness below her eyes. ¡°You¡¯re so ready now, sweetheart.¡± His whisper was so incredibly hoarse and deep right now. That voice seemed to have electrified her drifting satisfied nerves. ¡°You¡¯re more than ready to be fucked by me now, Zary.¡±


    She caught her breath, her eyes widening a little. That word¡­ she did not know why it sent another wave of pleasurable shivers through her. It thrilled her, even further turning her on, rather than shocking or scaring her. He was¡­ going to do it¡­ to take her for real¡­ and this time, he would fuck her¡­


    He stopped kissing her face and turned those honeyed gaze at her. His gaze was burning wilder than ever.


    ¡°Say it now, Zary¡­ ask me to fuck you now sweetheart¡­¡± He prompted her, teasing her with his words. He could see how his dirty talk somehow excited her more and caused her dampness to increase.


    Oh god freaking damn! She was burning up again. Did she not come just a little while ago? And there was just no way she would be saying ¡®no¡¯ now. She had been begging for this, just moments ago and now that he was finally going to give it to her, how could she find it in her to decline? There was just no way! No freaking way!


    But just as she was about to open her mouth, the look in Sam¡¯s eyes suddenly changed. They turned sharp and alert, as if he had sensed danger.


    Zary immediately felt her heart missed a beat. The look in his eyes and his abrupt complete stillness¡­ the sudden thought about what the customer service officer had said about his defect was the very first thing that popped into Zary¡¯s mind. It had just happened, even before she could ponder if something else was wrong.


    ¡°S-sam?¡± the sudden panic totally doused the fire that had just started burning again.


    To her relief, he blinked once, and his eyes were back to normal.


    ¡°Zary¡­¡±


    ¡°Yes? Are you¡­ okay?¡±


    ¡°Yes. But¡­¡±


    ¡°But?¡± Zary thought ¡®but what?¡¯ though she did not continue asking.


    ¡°I think we need to leave this place soon.¡± His voice was solemn, sounding as though there really was something that they needed to worry about.


    She blinked, propping herself onto her elbows when he quickly pulled away from her and sat at the edge of the bed.


    ¡°Why?¡± Curiosity, confusion and worry were gripping her heart now. What could be wrong? It was already quite late into the night.


    Sam turned to her. ¡°They¡¯re tracking my location right now.¡±


    A moment of silence and stillness passed before Zary registered and understood what Sam had just uttered. It was then that her eyes circled wide in shock. ¡°Oh god! Do you mean the company that made you?! They had even planted a tracker on you?!¡± Zary half shrieked as she realised the immensity of the situation right now. They were actually being followed?


    Her hands flew to her mouth. How could they? She had bought him ¨C fair and square. He was hers now. Legally and binding. The receipt of purchase was still in her email and the hardcopy version was still sitting on her study table back home! Yet they had dared to put a tracker into their product? Why?! Was this not an infringement of her rights as the customer? Thinking further on it, Zary felt her shock slowly turn into indignation and then simmering anger. They were currently being trailed after by the people the company sent as though they were criminals needing to be caught for doing something wrong! The thought of this caused her to grit her teeth in suppressed irritation.


    While her mind was still halfway processing what was going on, Sam had already stood and gathered her up in his arms. He bridal-carried her, causing Zary to look at him with a questioning gaze.


    ¡°Let me help you wash up so we can leave soon.¡± His movement was fluid and calm. Completely unhurried that Zary suddenly felt confused.. She could not quite tell if they must make haste or not.

 Chapter 28

    This chapter is dedicated to @MonsterUnderTheBed! Thank you so much for the supergift!


    It was already past midnight when Zary and Sam finally checked out and left the hotel.


    This whole situation about Sam ¨C where the company claimed he was faulty and needed to be recalled ¨C was really starting to bother her. What was the problem? Why the hell would they track him down? Why did it seem to her like they were hellbent in wanting to take him back? Could there be something else that she did not know about? Perhaps some secret that was related to Sam¡¯s production?


    No matter how she thought about this, there was no way they would be this adamant in taking back a product that they themselves said was defective. In fact, in a normal situation, if she as the customer had willingly relieved them of the responsibility and continue to keep claim on the product, the company should even be thankful and happy as they would not have to refund or spend the effort and time to come collect the defective product. To think that now they were even tracking him down and chasing after him. And this just appalled and intrigued her to no end. Therefore, she had the sneaking suspicion that there was more to it that what it seemed on the surface.


    She would not have been this suspicious if they had at least waited for a few days before taking any actions¡­ but immediately? And this quick?! This definitely felt like they were just so desperate to get him back. Why? What exactly are they after? What was it that they wanted from Sam?


    Zary tightened her grip around Sam¡¯s waist, suddenly reluctant to be separated from him.


    When Sam had told her they needed to leave, she did not even hesitate and agreed wholeheartedly with him. The thought that the company will catch up to them and take him away from her¡­ it just did not sit right with her¡­ no, she felt more than that. She did not want anyone to take him away. From her. It almost felt like she was jealously possessive of him. Well she had the right. He was hers and hers alone.


    Again, it does not make much sense. But she reasoned that it actually was not that weird. She remembered when she was younger. There was a lost puppy she had picked up one time and she had taken it into their house. After two days, its owner came to take it back. Zary had remembered how she had bawled her eyes out that day and it took her a long while before she could get over it. It had been only two days and she had already gotten so attached to the puppy. Since then, Zary vowed to herself to never pick up any pets again, for fear that it will be taken away from her.


    Though Sam¡¯s not a pet and she had never thought of him as one, the attachment she was feeling now¡­ the reluctance in letting him go was undeniably almost similar. Was she strange for being like this? She did not know. All she knew was that, if they really will take him away, she might¡­


    She was dragged out from her deep thoughts when Sam pulled the bike to the side of the road.


    Before she could ask what was wrong, Sam¡¯s hand landed on her hand and turned to her.


    ¡°Don¡¯t fall asleep, okay?¡± he said, gripping her hand.


    Zary blinked then a smile tugged on her lips. ¡°I won¡¯t, don¡¯t worry.¡± She assured him.


    ¡°We should find a car rather than a bike.¡± He suggested.


    ¡°If you¡¯re planning to steal one, forget it. We can¡¯t have the police join in to chase after us too. Though that might be thrilling, I¡¯d rather not spend my remaining time in jail.¡± She laughed as she told him. Though if that indeed happens, she might only spend a night in jail before she had her people bring her out.


    In fact, that would not be too horrible of an experience. And she might actually go for it with how reckless she had become. And come what may in her remaining days of her life. If not only for Sam who was still with her. If the police caught them, they might find out that he was a robot then the company would come and claim him. She did not want that to happen. She was not ready to let go of Sam yet.


    Maybe because she had a feeling that once they took him, he would never come back to her anymore. Just like her puppy.


    ¡°Let¡¯s just keep going, Sam. We¡¯re just two hours away from the next town anyway. I know someone there who will willingly give us a car. I¡¯m still so wide awake.¡± She even winked at him.


    Sam eyed her for a moment longer, as though trying to verify if she was telling the truth, before he finally nodded and stepped on the accelerator again. This time, his speed was so much faster.


    Zary gripped his waist harder. Not because of fear but to let him know that she was holding on tight. She must have loosened up her grip earlier when she was thinking a while ago and that was perhaps why he had stopped.


    How un-robot-like. She had a lot of reasons to question what he really was but remembering that she had shut him down and that he did not truly breathe nor had any pulse for ten whole minutes had shut down all the doubts. To her, that fact was more impossible than all the other things he was capable of.


    Could it be that this was the reason why they wanted him back? Could it be that they found out that Sam was just too perfect and so human-like that they regretted selling him?!


    That reasoning was the most logical thing she could think of right now. And it only made her not want to let them take him away even more.


    But then again, how long can she even hold onto him if they can track him so closely as how they had proved this night? Was there no way to remove the tracker they had embedded in his body?

 Chapter 29

    Just slightly under two hours due to Sam¡¯s expert driving, they finally arrived in the next town.


    Zary had known of and been in this town before because this was her previous assistant, Ashley¡¯s, home address. One time, she had spent the night in Ashley¡¯s house years ago and she instantly loved the entire Drummond family. Mrs. Drummond, Ashley¡¯s mother, was such an engaging woman and Zary had enjoyed talking to her as if she had known her for a long time already. The woman just had a way with carrying herself that made others warm up to her automatically ¨C and Zary was not exempted from it.


    They parted ways too soon though, because Miss Drummond got married and had to step down from her job when she got pregnant.


    Zary travels a lot, was busy as a bee almost 24/7 and she needed her personal assistant and secretary being stuck with her all of the time because of her phobia in being close to men. Given that majority of the business associates and clients she dealt with were men, she always wanted someone who single as her assistant. Once her assistants get married and have children, she will have to replace them ¨C more for their sakes than hers. That was her protocol whenever she hires her secretaries and assistants.


    However, Miss Drummond had been her very first assistant and she was the one who had been with during her hardest days. So she had offered her a work from home job for a year before assigning her for another more suitable position in her company later on.


    As soon as she saw that familiar family house approaching in the distance, Zary asked Sam to stop. She was thankful that Ashley did not change her home address and what was better was that her house was just next to her parent¡¯s.


    Ashley was already standing beside a car that was parked in front of the house, waving enthusiastically at her with a big smile plastered over her face.


    ¡°Ma¡¯am Zary! I hope everything is alright¡­¡± she trailed off looking at the tall and handsome man that was with her. Her eyes were wide with shock before she managed to whisper at Zary. ¡°Your phobia is already cured, ma¡¯am?¡±


    ¡°Err¡­ yep.¡± Zary answered simply, not wanting to get into too many details as they will not have much time to discuss. Moreover, she did not want to disclose too much information to Ashley in case it might get her into trouble with those guys who were chasing them.


    ¡°Wow! Congratulations! That¡¯s amazing!¡± Ashley¡¯s bright smile showed that she was truly happy for her boss¡¯ improvement.


    ¡°T-thank you. Is this the car?¡±


    ¡°Ah, yes. I hope everything¡¯s alright.¡± Ashley kept glancing over at Sam and there was an obvious worry on her face.


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry, I¡¯m good. I¡¯m just¡­ well, trying to chill a bit. But I overestimated myself. I don¡¯t think I could last any longer if we continued travelling on a bike. My poor legs and hips are about to turn into mush straddling the bike for long hours.¡± Zary laughed as she threw out the excuse she had prepared. ¡°As what I¡¯ve messaged you, I¡¯ll leave our bike here then. I¡¯ll call you soon.¡±


    ¡°Won¡¯t you at least come in and say hi for a bit? Mom would certainly be ecstatic to see you again.¡±


    Zary shook her head. ¡°I¡¯d love to, Ashley¡­ but we¡¯re really in hurry. I¡¯ll see if we can drop by on our way back.¡± She told her. Then within the next few minutes after exchanging goodbyes and thanks, Sam and Zary were again on the road.


    ¡°You should try and sleep now, Zary.¡± Sam said as she yawned behind her hand.


    ¡°I wanted to ask you something first...¡± another yawn punctuated her sentence.


    ¡°You can ask me later. Take a nap now. The question can wait. I¡¯m not running away from you.¡± He insisted then he turned the radio on. A calming song rang filled the car and it did not take long Zary¡¯s already heavy lids gave up the fight to sleep and she dozed off. Normally, she could easily pull an all-nighter and work until the sun rises. However, this time, it seems as though she could not anymore. She could not fight the dizziness even though it was only three in the morning.


    ¡­


    The next time she opened her eyes, what welcomed her was a beautiful sunrise.


    The car was no longer moving, and she could see the sea. What? They are at a beach!


    She started and looked at her side. Panic quickly rose within her heart when she saw that the driver¡¯s seat was empty. ¡°Sam?¡±


    Abruptly, Zary scrambled to take off her seatbelt when the car¡¯s door on her side opened.


    Whipping her head up, she stilled at the sight of him, smiling at her. ¡°Good morning, sweetheart.¡± His pleasant morning voice tingled her ears. ¡°I went to buy you some food. I¡¯m guessing you might be getting hungry soon. And it looks that I¡¯m right.¡± He lifted a bag of take-out food and grinned at her.


    The wafting scent of something fried made her salivate. Maybe because she was hella hungry right now.


    ¡°I saw a nice spot for us to sit while you eat your breakfast. Come.¡± He offered her his hand.


    Zary eagerly accepted it, but she halted after taking a few steps. ¡°But is this okay, Sam? What if they catch up to us?¡± she asked, finally remembering their predicament. The whole reason why they were here in the first place.


    He looked over his shoulder and flashed a slight but reassuring smile. ¡°Don¡¯t worry. They¡¯re not going to catch up on us any time soon. Trust me.¡±


    They sat at an empty bench by the roadside, facing the scenic view of the beach. He opened the boxes and handed one to her.


    Zary was feeling so starved that she immediately dug into it. The fast food was nothing special. But it tasted so incredibly good. She did not know if it was because she was hungry, or because of this scenic view of the sunrise before her, or because of this handsome robot next to her. Maybe it was just all of it.


    ¡°This is the first time I am eating a breakfast along the roadside and watching the sunrise.¡± She uttered, watching the sunrise at the horizon. ¡°It¡¯s incredibly beautiful. I don¡¯t know why I only seem to appreciate such a beauty now.¡± Her voice had a mix of happiness and sadness in it.


    He did not speak but when she glanced up at him, he was watching her as if she was the beautiful sunrise to him. She could not help but blush. But then she knew that this man was created to like only her because she was his master.


    ¡°Sam? I want to ask you something,¡± she started.


    ¡°Yes?¡±


    ¡°Is there a secret about you that I don¡¯t know? I mean¡­ why is the company tracking you down? I don¡¯t believe it is as simple as you being a factory defect.. I think they want something from you. Do you know what it is?¡±

 Chapter 30

    Sam reached out and brushed his thumb over corner of her lips. ¡°I¡¯m sorry but I don¡¯t have an answer to your question, Zary. I really don¡¯t know what that is about.¡± He replied without any change in his expression.


    Silence reigned for a few moments before Zary could manage to say anything. ¡°Really?¡± she looked at him with doubts still lingering in her eyes, not even bothering to hide it from his observant gaze. His response was too fast and too perfect for her to just accept it as the truth. ¡°Are you really sure you do not know?¡±


    He nodded, causing Zary to shake her head and rose from the bench, a little perplexed. She still could not fully believe that he knew nothing on why they were chasing him so desperately.


    ¡°I can¡¯t find any answers in my system.¡± He said and she whipped around.


    ¡°And when did you ask your system that?¡± Zary arched her brows at his statement.


    ¡°When you were asleep earlier.¡±


    A deep breath was drawn from her lips. ¡°You know what, Sam? I still cannot help but doubt if you¡¯re really a¡­ shutdown, Sam.¡± She suddenly ordered while in mid-sentence.


    His eyes closed. Then he became as still as a statue.


    She took another deep breath and looked around. There were a few cars passing by at high speed but the car they were in currently was enough to cover whatever was happening inside. No one was nearby them as well.


    When she returned her gaze on him again, Zary could only run her palms over her face. There were no signs of him being a living creature right now. Nothing at all. No matter how much she doubted him, there was just no explanation for this. Him becoming completely lifeless every time she shuts him down.


    After looking around again and seeing that there was no one around, Zary bent over and thought of trying to tickle him. However, when she stretched out her hands, she felt that what she was about to do was ridiculous. But she brushed that thought away and went ahead and tried it anyway. Nothing happened. When she touched him, his warmth was completely gone as well. He felt no different than a mannequin that stood in one of those shopping malls that she went to.


    Feeling silly at what she was doing, she drew another sigh and then commanded him to open his eyes. That was after she told herself that there was no way Sam could lie and that was why she must believe him. Because he might really be as clueless as her about what that company was trying to do.


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry,¡± she slowly sat down next to him, ¡°I¡¯m just¡­ I just wanted to figure out why they¡¯re so hellbent on taking you back.¡±


    He rose and squatted before her knees, looking up at her with those beautiful honey hued eyes of his. ¡°Don¡¯t worry, they can¡¯t take me away from you as long as you ¨C¡±


    ¡°No, Sam.¡± She slowly shook her head and averted her gaze away from him. ¡°They have a tracker on you so sooner rather than later, they¡¯ll catch up to us and...¡±


    Standing, Zary held his hands and pulled him up. She realized that this was not the time for her to be wasting time talking and thinking about something that was completely out of her control. She could try to find a way to remove his tracker. But what if they had planted his tracker in a complicated part of him? Anything could go wrong, and he would break down and malfunction instead.


    ¡°Where were you planning to take me?¡± she asked, ¡°I think it¡¯s time for us to have another change of location?¡± Zary asked Sam with a smile.


    He flashed her a gentle smile.


    ¡°Not yet. We still have a little time to stay here.¡± he told her then he pulled her along with him.


    Zary¡¯s eyes widened a little at the realization that he was leading her towards the beach.


    ¡°Wait Sam, are you sure about this? And by the way, why are you even so sure that we still have the time? Did you not see how fast those people caught up to us? We just left home late in the afternoon, and they had somehow managed to catch up to us that night itself. How sure are you they aren¡¯t already almost arriving at our current position now?¡± She continued questioning him.


    He only stopped when they were now stepping in the sand. A kind of cheeky smile had flashed across his face when he turned around to face her.


    ¡°They¡¯re not tracking me right now. In fact, they have stopped tracking ever since two hours ago.¡± Sam informed her almost gleefully.


    ¡°Oh?!! How would you know if they either start or stop tracking you?¡±


    ¡°A warning will flash in my vision.¡±


    ¡°Oh, I see¡­¡± Zary did not expect that he had such advanced functions built into his system. But thinking about it, she guessed that it would be more convenient on their part if Sam did have a notification telling him that there are people who are tracking him.


    Suddenly, he squatted before her. ¡°Let me take off your shoes.¡± He asked but he was already untying the laces of her shoes before she could even say anything.


    It made her speechless as she looked down at him. Another bout of warm feelings spread out in her chest. No one had ever done this to her like this before. It was¡­ as if she did not know how to explain it but at that moment, but she just wanted to jump on him and hug him again and kiss him hard.


    She no longer cared if he was not human or if she was the one who had gone crazy. She just wanted this man more and more now.


    He placed her shoes to the side so neatly then placed his own next to hers.


    ¡°Come with me, sweetheart..¡± He said with that irresistible smile, and they ran together in the sand, hand-in-hand and laughing like little kids who were enjoying a day at the beach.

 Chapter 31

    A few moments later, Zary was smiling from ear to ear as the both of them walked leisurely along the shore, the calm waves kissing their feet. The swish swash of the waves breaking on the shore lending a nice rhythmic beat to their synchronised steps as they just enjoyed nature at its best. Neither of them bothered to speak. The silence was not uncomfortable and for the first time, Zary was happy just letting the silence go on. She was enjoying the situation as it is.


    The sky was clear, azure blue. It was a fine day.


    If there was anyone who could see them at that moment, they would only think of one thing, at how romantic this couple was. The beach was empty at this time though. As this place seemed to not be a famous spot for visitors to come explore. There was literally no one else around but them. And that only made it all the more prefect for both Sam and Zary as they enjoyed each other¡¯s presence.


    ¡°I think this beach has sharks.¡± Zary commented as she playfully dug her feet into the sand while they walked. ¡°This is such a pretty spot too. Yet no one¡¯s around to enjoy it even though it¡¯s not even blocked off as private property.¡± She chuckled at her own thoughts.


    Sam looked over at the water. ¡°Do you want to go swimming with me?¡±


    Zary looked over at him in shock. ¡°What? No!! We can¡¯t, Sam. Look at our clothes and¡­ you can swim too?!¡± Though she already knew he was waterproof from that night when he told her he could bathe, but swimming was a whole different thing!


    ¡°Yes, I can swim.¡±


    Speechless, Zary pulled her feet out of the water. ¡°No! We¡¯re not going to swim.¡±


    ¡°You can¡¯t swim?¡± Sam cocked his head to the side and asked.


    ¡°Yes.¡± Zary immediately admitted. ¡°And that¡¯s why neither you nor I will be swimming at all. If something happens, I won¡¯t be able to save you.¡±


    He smiled. A confident, mischievous smile. Then he bent over and whispered. ¡°Let me teach you how to swim, master. It¡¯s easy.¡±


    That comment sent shivers down her spine. Not out of fear, but¡­ why did that sound so seductive? She even suddenly thought of their session last night. Goodness, what is wrong with her?


    ¡°Please do not worry, I am an expert in it.¡± he added, tempting her to say yes.


    ¡°Oh god, Sam. We can¡¯t¡­¡± she trailed off and gasped as he swiftly pulled his t-shirt off his head in one fluid move. ¡°Wait¡­!!¡± A little shriek escaped her mouth as she put both her hands out, trying to stop him from doing anything else further.


    ¡°Don¡¯t you dare remove your pants!!!¡± she quickly yelled at him, pointing at his pants while she looked around, panicking, checking if there were others who suddenly arrived at the beach.


    He discarded his shirt on the sand and his perfect torso, those eight packs, under the sun was more than a feast to her eyes. Though she had made a big deal about him removing his pants, she totally did not mind letting her eyes ogle that perfection that was his abs. After all, she had eyes, right? So what was stopping her from looking?


    She could not help but look around again. But turning back to check on Sam, she found that he was gone from his spot.


    All she could see was his footprints that were headed towards the water.


    ¡°Sam!!!¡± she yelled when she spotted him further out. ¡°Oh god, you little idiot!! Come back here or I¡¯ll send you away! I swear!¡±


    Zary did not even realize that she had already run towards the waters until the water was already lapping at her waist level. ¡°Sam!¡±


    A pair of strong arms suddenly wound around her waist from her back. ¡°Got you!¡± he whispered, voice full of satisfaction and she snapped her head back to look at him.


    ¡°You, idiot!¡± she slammed her fist on his chest. But when he looked so surprised at her reaction, she tried to calm down. ¡°You scared me!¡±


    He stilled for a moment. Then he suddenly planted a kiss at the tip of her nose. ¡°I¡¯m sorry.¡± His eyes were so apologetic that Zary¡¯s anger was melted away in seconds. ¡°You can punish me however you want later, master, for scaring you. No matter what, I¡¯ll follow your orders.¡± he added in a whisper. ¡°But for now, since we¡¯re already wet and in the water, I might as well teach you a little.¡±


    Without waiting for her reply, he then pulled away and took hold of her hands. But Zary immediately clung onto him. ¡°No, Sam. I don¡¯t think this is the right time for me to learn how to swim. Gods... we don¡¯t really have the time for it, Sam.¡±


    Sam moved further away from the shore and the water was already in their chest level.


    This made Zary wrapped her legs around his waist without realizing. ¡°Really, we don¡¯t have time for this. Let¡¯s just do something quick and fun and then set off.¡±


    ¡°Something quick and fun?¡± he cocked his head, but she saw a mischievous gleam in there for a second before it disappeared.


    ¡°Yes. Anything but this. Really, Sam, I can¡¯t believe you¡¯re suggesting this activity at a time like ¨C¡±


    ¡°Alright. Your wish is my command, master. Let¡¯s do something quick instead.¡± His voice suddenly sounded deeper with a hint of playfulness that made her blink and she stared at him with large questioning eyes.


    ¡°Wait¡­ What¡­ what do you mean? What exactly are you thinking of doing by saying that?¡± Zary stammered as she pushed back from his body, looking up to stare into his face.


    Sam however, bent down and moved his face closer to hers until his lips touched the sensitive part below her ear. ¡°Something quick. And fun. Just like what you had requested.¡± He whispered and her eyes widened at the feel of his burning hardness that was pushed against her lower parts. The contrasting feeling of his hot length and the cool waters swirling around her was a really interesting sensation.. ¡°And¡­ naughty, Zary.¡±