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  Well, the note reached its destination. She thought happily.

  When Mira arrived an hour later ready to unlock the door she noticed a small white box made from carton with a piece of paper on top of it lying on the floor. She picked it up and entered her apartment.

  She opened the folded piece of paper. The writing looked like Victorian calligraphy. Mira knew instantly that he had written it with a quill.

  Dear neighbor,

  Welcome to the building. I have to ask you not to interfere with my life and I also feel sorry that your sex life must be as flat and dull as I suspect is your chest. You request seemed bitter, and that makes me feel sorry for you, but I won’t change my sex life because of your work. Included with the note is a welcome home gift.

  Cordially,

  Kwon

  With her jaw clenched tightly Mira crushed the note in one hand and opened the small box with the other hand. Her fury grew when she saw two small earplugs inside the box. Not only was he laughing at her, but he was also ridiculing her. It was the last straw.

  Filled with anger she ran to her desk and began to write a response. Though she tried to stay cool and collected the result was anything but.

  Unpleasant neighbor,

  Let me just say that my chest is not flat. I’m returning your stupid and useless gift. I’m glad that you have a very active sex life, but don’t bother other people with your perversions or I will have to do something about it.

  Mira

  With a smack she stuck the note onto his door and returned home

  “Who the fuck did this idiot think he was?” Mira asked.

  ┼

  Mira usually woke up around three or four in the morning, but before she could awaken naturally her sleep was interrupted.

  “Kwon! Kwon!” Mira heard a strange woman screaming.

  “Is that…” Mira growled instantly. She punched the mattress and then covered her head with a pillow.

  “For the love of God!” The strange woman shouted.

  The screams were louder than the night before and this was definitely a different woman. Mia knew at that moment that her neighbor was doing it on purpose with the intent to bother her. Half-asleep and at the limit of what she’d stand Mira walked out of her apartment towards the neighboring penthouse apartment’s door with the intention of banging on it, but stopped when she noticed the note on the floor. Mira closed her eyes and took a couple of deep breaths before she picked up the note. She wouldn’t let rage control her.

  Mira made herself a cup of coffee and sat down on the couch to look at the perfectly folded piece of paper and when she had calmed down she opened the paper to read its contents.

  Dear neighbor,

  From your response it’s obvious that you feel profoundly insulted. Which is why I feel obligated to apologize. I’m glad that to know that your chest is not flat, but I insist on not changing my sexual habits simply because you asked and since I suspect that your irritation may be caused by an excessive time without sex I encourage you to look for masculine company urgently or feminine company, whatever you prefer. If you find this difficult because of your physical aspect at the end of this note I will recommend a place. Where you can find high quality professionals and knowing where you live I know you can easily pay them.

  Best Wishes,

  P.S. Night Moon

  Tel. xxx-xxx-xxxx

  “This has to be a joke,” Mira was shocked. Did he just recommend a sex club? It was completely surreal. It was obvious the guy was sick. This time Mira thought about her response before writing a note and though his note to her stung. She ended up crumpling and throwing the note she had just written away. She would end the game now. She wouldn’t let him continue to insult her in such an unjustified manner. If she had to put up with his partying for two weeks a month then she would try to change her habits and write in the daytime.

  “The bastard has finally won…”

  3. Deep Grey

  Several days later she met Amanda at a nearby bar to talk about her ideas for the project. It would be a respite after the torture that she was suffering, because her neighbor seemed hell-bent on converting her peaceful nights into a hellish experience. Her mysterious neighbor wouldn’t even take a break.

  “I love your idea. I think it will be a huge success, Mira, a huge success!” She shouted while holding the bound papers.”

  “Come on.” Mira smiled timidly. “It’s just an outline. I’ll start writing the first chapters today.”

  “I can’t wait to read them. Send it to me even if it’s only the first chapter. Waiter! Refill my glass.”

  “I’ll be right back, Amanda,” Mira said while getting up. Mira entered the spotless white marble bathroom. She needed a breather. She’d been afraid that the rough draft of her outline was trash, but she also hadn’t thought Amanda would get so excited over the outline. Mira was proud everything seemed to be going well and that lessened her fear. She’d try her hardest to do the best job.

  I can do it. I will do it. Her mind screamed happily.

  Smiling happily she left the bathroom and turned the corner. Crash. Mira’s ass landed painfully on the floor. Mira lifted her head, her accusatory gaze met with bright grey eyes that seemed to illuminate the place. The man smiled while he stretched out a hand towards her which she took dumfounded. The glove on his hand was velvet and it gave off the warmth from his body.

  “Don’t do this to me, please!” The heartbreaking scream shook Mira out of the state of shock she was in.

  Meanwhile, the man helped her up without difficulty. Mira turned, surprised because she hadn’t noticed the blonde woman, that had clearly had several cosmetic surgeries.

  “That’s enough Natali.” He looked at her and Natali took a step backwards. Her face filled with pain.

  The woman kept backing away while shaking her head. Clearly saying no, she seemed to be afraid of something that Mira couldn’t see. After a few seconds, she turned and ran out of the bar.

  “I’m sorry.” The man’s attention had returned to her and he still hadn’t let go of her hand. He held her hand tightly making her heart beat wildly out of control. “Are you hurt?”

  “No,” Mira whispered. She cleared her throat trying to snap out of the bewilderment she felt. “No,” She repeated forcefully.

  “That’s good.”

  Mira snapped out of the strange trance-like state she was in, pulled her hand loose, and turned around. When she returned to her table she found Amanda paying the bill ready to leave.

  “I have to leave. I just received a hysteric call from the people in marketing. They are really unbearable. Listen. Send me the dossier on the male character tonight.”

  “Huh?”

  The image of the green eyed man appeared in her mind. He was perfect. He would definitely be a hot and exotic character, one that no woman could resist.

  “Yes, yes. I have something that you’ll like.”

  Mira left the bar smiling and biting her lip.

  After walking a few meter she noticed women whispering, some stared stupidly, while other’s made shameless comments. For a moment she thought there was something on her face. Perhaps a stain or makeup that had run, but their eyes weren’t mocking. Mira looked and saw her reflection in the glass of the store she was passing and everything looked normal. It couldn’t be her! The man with the gray eyes walked smiling behind her smoothing back dark hair with his gloved hand, looking elegant.

  Is he following me? My God! Her mind started to make up all sorts of strange scenarios.

  What do I do? Should I tell someone? Maybe he is just walking the same route as me. Okay, there is the door to my building.

  Nervously, she walked faster getting to her building and greeted the doorman. Mira walked through the building until she reached the elevator. Once she was alone in front of the elev
ator she sighed in relief. She laughed, placing a hand on her chest, she felt like a crazy woman. Who the hell would follow her? Would be interested in her? A man like that could have all the women he wanted falling at his feet with just a simple smile.

  Mira continued smiling until she noticed the reflection in the metal. With wide eyes she saw a tall man, with a long coat, grey eyes and gloved hands. Why was he there?

  Ding.

  Mira entered the elevator, moved to a corner, then looked down and cleared her throat when she felt an uncomfortable pressure in her throat.

  Coincidences existed. Maybe he was visiting someone. Stop being so paranoid, Mira!

  First floor…second floor…third floor and he didn’t stop at any of those floors. Finally they arrived at the top floor where the penthouse apartments were located.

  “Oh by the way, I had forgotten after our small accident at the bar.” He stood in the middle of the open elevator doors. Just at the perfect spot to prevent them from closing. “It’s nice to meet you neighbor.”

  He smiled annoyingly while looking at her and then turned to walk to his door. She had been so absorbed in meeting him that she hadn’t noticed that his grey eyes were slanted. The unpleasant neighbor was Asian and he had known who she was from the very beginning, his neighbor. How was this possible?

  After the initial emotional impact and now in the security of her home Mira felt like a ton of bricks fell on her. He was mocking her to her face and she felt like the most ridiculed woman on the planet. He was a monster. No matter how good looking he was or all the sex appeal he had, she hated him.

  4. First Problems

  The days passed, the noises continued and she tried to avoid him at any cost. Her paranoia led her to look through the tiny peephole before leaving her apartment so she wouldn’t encounter him. Mira felt depressed and ashamed.

  “Didn’t they say he only stayed for two weeks?” Mira asked, after finishing the outline of the third chapter of her new book. “Damn it! He’s been here for 16 days. He has to leave sometime for God’s sake.”

  ┼

  On the other side was a penthouse decorated in an elegant oriental manner and where tones of grey and black dominated the room. Spectacular figures of dragons rested in several places fiercely guarding the apartment.

  The gigantic bed was undone and a bound nude woman moaned as she was attacked savagely. Kwon closed his eyes and the image of the woman who lived on the other side of the wall where his hand now rested filled his mind as few women ever had. To the point that he had moved up his vacation and changed his official residence to the penthouse apartment he used to satisfy his sexual urges.

  A few days ago he saw her leaving her apartment. Surprised, he decided to take one of his lovers and follow her. He would go anywhere to make sure he had seen correctly, because from her notes he had sincerely expected his neighbor to be an eyesore that lived by herself in a gloomy apartment. And it turned out his imagination was wrong, because the woman with round hips and voluptuous breasts was a delight he wanted to enjoy. Of course, he would get rid of the horrible glasses that hid cat-like eyes that deserved to be seen.

  Kwon was not a man that was easily surprised. Especially, because of the work he did, but that little morsel had managed to surprise him, and now would begin an enjoyable game.

  ┼

  The doorbell rang bringing Mira to the door. She realized she made the mistake of opening the door without looking when she saw who it was. But how was she to know that he would dare come to her apartment with that smiling seductive face?

  “What do you want?” Mira frowned uncomfortably.

  “I am sorry to bother you neighbor.” He started just like his damned notes. “But there is moisture in one of you walls. I dare say it’s in the bathroom.”

  “Why is it in mine and not yours? Okay, come in.” Mira invited him in to the apartment uncomfortable when he arched an eyebrow at her. “Wait a moment I have to clean up a bit?”

  “Don’t worry I’m not scared to see your underwear.” Mira looked at him horrified. He didn’t have an ounce of shame. Although, I hope you use thongs. Or better still something with lace, maybe black in color.”

  “My underwear is none of your damned business,” she spit out closing the bathroom door with a bang.

  “But it will be,” He whispered as he walked around the room full of books.

  Kwon saw that her desktop computer was on and stared in surprise at a steamy erotic paragraph. Of course, the woman was full of surprises.

  “What do you think you are doing? That’s private,” Mira said.

  “I never would have imagined that a woman that complained about sexual acts would write erotica. Truthfully, I’m disconcerted.”

  “I’m a writer,” Mira responded proudly, while turning of the screen.

  “Then you should thank me for inspiring you.”

  “Conceited… go to the bathroom.” Mira pointed towards the bathroom.

  “As you command.”

  On seeing that her wall was also wet they decided to call one of the building managers to fix the problem before the water ran down to the apartments below. While they waited for the building manager to arrive and see the damage Mira’s phone rang.

  Mira felt desperate. It was Amanda. She had called after reading half of the outline of her new novel. Amanda was happy that she had progressed quickly and that the story was original, but it was a giant failure that she couldn’t let go. The hot and steamy sex scenes were crap.

  “You have to do something, Mira. This book could be a bestseller. You’ll reach millions of readers and change their lives, but not with these sex scenes. I want pure sex. Give me more emotion. The truth is, it didn’t arouse me at all,” Amanda admitted anxiously.

  “Okay! I’ll do something, but I can’t talk right now.”

  “Make me get wet when I read the book, Mira. I don’t care how you do it, but do it!” Amanda yelled so loudly that Kwon heard.

  “Quiet, Amanda. We’ll talk later.”

  “It seems you have some problems.”

  “If someone would let me write in peace I wouldn’t have this problem,” Mira growled while running to the door to let the building manager inside and avoid speaking further with Kwon.

  Mira managed to get rid of both men at the same time and was by herself. She would stay that way at least until tomorrow morning when the building manager would come back to fix the wall.

  5. A Secret

  Mira lay down on the couch. She didn’t know what to do. She was perfectly aware that in certain matters the novel was a failure. She was unable to correctly explain the emotions of her female protagonist during the sex scenes. In fact the sex scenes came off cold and emotionless and at the same time Mira felt an emptiness deep inside of her. It turned out to be more painful than she had ever imagined, not knowing how it felt to receive a kiss on the neck, a gentle caress.

  “What do I do?”

  Mira bit her lip and then suddenly got up. When she reached her desk she opened the drawer where Kwon’s notes were kept. At the time she hadn’t known why she saved them.

  Mira looked at the telephone written on the note and thought maybe it could be the answer to her problem. She sat down on the couch. Her hand trembled slightly while she held the telephone. Could she do it? Yes, she would do anything in order to keep writing books.

  “I have to do it,” Mira told herself.

  She started dialing the number and soon heard a woman’s voice on the line.

  “Good afternoon, Night Moon at your service, how may I help you?” There was no response and after a few seconds the woman asked. “Hello?”

  “H-Hello,” After swallowing the wrong way Mira was able to talk.

  “Hello, dear, is this the first time you’ve called?”

  “Yes.” Mira closed her eyes tightly. If she
didn’t concentrate the woman would think she was crazy.

  “Have they told you that our services are expensive?”

  “Ah…yes, yes, it’s not a problem.”

  “That’s perfect, dear.” The friendly woman laughed. “I can send whoever you want this night. Man or woman?”

  “Man.”

  “What do you like?”

  “Well,” Her mind went blank and she didn’t know what to say.

  “You seem shy. So I’ll send you a specialist, my best guy. Is that alright with you?” The woman’s voice softened as if she knew the type of woman she had on the line.

  “Okay, thank you very much and the payment?”

  “Don’t worry, Johan will take the payment when he is there. Let’s see is ten a good time?”

  “Yes, thank you.”

  Mira hung up the phone and stared at it unable to believe what she had done. She was completely crazy. She had just hired a professional sex worker to lose her virginity, but she knew that she had to do it with the conditions Amanda gave her.

  ┼

  The hours passed by torturously slow. Each time she looked at the clock to see the agreed upon hour her heart started beating nervously. She was going to have a damn panic attack if she kept looking at the clock.

  Ok, I have to get ready.

  Mira decided to take a shower and put on her most attractive clothes. She looked inside her lingerie drawer and decided on a black matching set with lace. It was a brand name promotional item that she had received. Mira had never worn it and though she thought it was pretty and seductive, it just wasn’t her. However, at the moment Kwon’s words rang in her head. This type of lingerie appealed to men.

  “Good lord, I hope I don’t embarrass myself.” Mira put on a simple dress that had buttons on the bodice. She left the top button open since it didn’t fasten. It was something that happened frequently as she was a woman with generous curves and a small waist which meant that she always had trouble finding clothes that fit properly. Although, if Mira had to be honest, she never tried on the clothes before buying them.