Angel knew she had nothing to fear.
After all, she was Angel, and how could Sam dare to make any outrageous demands?
She was open to simple gestures like holding hands or kissing, especially since she had already done so with Sam when time was stopped.
Truth be told, she didn’t dislike Sam; in fact, she found him quite intriguing. Seeing Sam finally show an interested expression was exactly what Angel had anticipated.
Indeed, Sam was just a male student, how could he not be enchanted by her stunning beauty?
Moreover, the intimacy they shared at her house meant he couldn’t possibly be indifferent towards her. He was likely just playing hard to get.
Well, she thought, let’s give him a taste of sweetness. Angel was brimming with confidence.
Sam appeared thoughtful. “Actually, I’ve been thinking, being helpful is part of the character I want to embody. If you really want my help with your sculpture project, I might consider it.”
Angel smirked silently.
Oh, please, stop pretending. I can see right through your little game!
Sam pondered for a moment before speaking. “If you want me to model for your entire sculpture series, then I have three conditions.”
Three? Why not thirty?
Angel’s expression soured immediately.
Most men would leap at the chance to please her, yet Sam was not only somewhat indifferent to her but even dared to set conditions – three of them!
Sam blinked. “I haven’t even mentioned my specific conditions, and you already look displeased. Maybe I shouldn’t say them; I can’t afford to offend you.”
Angel was fuming. “Just say it. My expression is fine. It’s just the strong wind on the rooftop; it’s hard to keep my eyes open.”
“Oh, is that so? Then I’ll say it.”
“Hmm.”
Angel was burning with curiosity to know what Sam was thinking.
If he dared to make three unreasonable demands, she was ready to use her time-stopping power during class again, turning him into an exhibitionist as payback!
However, Sam’s first condition immediately made Angel frown.
“The first condition is that you cannot use your time-stopping superpower anymore.”
“Why wouldn’t I use my ability if I have it? Isn’t it a waste not to? And who says I’ll definitely use my superpower on you?” Angel retorted.
Sam expected this rebuttal and, quickly responded, “Alright, then let’s modify it to at least not using it to me.”
Angel found this point acceptable and nodded, “Okay. What’s the second one?”
“The second is, once you complete the sculpture, we have nothing to do with each other. We’re free and will not interfere in each other’s lives.”
This condition was irrelevant to Angel and she agreed instantly. She was confident that after such close interaction, Sam would have no reason not to be captivated by her.
By then, he surely wouldn’t accept becoming a stranger to her.
Everyone knows that the love between a frog and a princess is like a dream, unreal and not worth longing for. Yet, everyone fantasizes about what it would be like if they were really given a chance by fate.
“I agree to that too. What about the third?”
Sam looked at Angel’s captivating face and her long, straight legs. Indeed, everything about her was beautiful enough to drive any man crazy.
Especially her pleated skirt fluttering in the wind and the glimpses of her white panties.
Sam maintained a smile, though it was also an effort to restrain himself from bursting into laughter.
Everything was going as expected. He didn’t come to meet Angel without any preparation!
Sam adjusted his mood and slowly stated the next condition.
“The third one, I need fairness. I know you come from an extraordinary background, so I only ask for a certain level of fairness.”
Angel narrowed her eyes. “What do you mean by ‘fairness’?”
“Whatever you do to me while creating the sculpture, touching me or any strange things, I won’t mind. But if you do, I can do the same to you.”
That was his final condition.
Angel’s expression froze for a moment upon hearing this.
“What… Are you dreaming with this last condition?”
Everything she did to Sam, he would do the same to her? That was impossible!
It didn’t match Angel’s usual style of doing things, nor did it suit her lofty status.
Her touching him was his privilege.
Him touching her? That would be a desecration and an affront!
Sam shrugged nonchalantly. “I’m not forcing you to agree. The conditions are mutual. And why such a big reaction? You seem to have overlooked something. I’m the passive party in the last condition; it only applies if you do something to me first.
If you’re just creating a sculpture, what would you do to me? I’m merely setting a safeguard for myself. It seems your intentions aren’t entirely pure, a bit dangerous, huh?”
Angel realized then that she had been too hasty in her response. She had overlooked the precondition, inadvertently revealing her possible ulterior motives.
In truth, the sculpture creation was secondary; her real desire was to have more contact with Sam. However, Angel wouldn’t voice her true thoughts.
She countered, “Of course, I won’t do anything to you, but what if there’s an accident, or you suddenly harbor bad intentions towards me?” She thought her retort was quite reasonable.
But Sam simply spread his arms and walked away. “Then consider my three conditions as never mentioned. If you want to create a sculpture, find someone else to model.”
Sam walked to the door, his hand even touching the doorframe, ready to leave.
“Wait!” Angel couldn’t help but try to stop Sam.
Being someone who always got what she wanted, Angel couldn’t tolerate any rejection, nor could she accept the thought of liking someone who didn’t belong to her.
If Sam truly left at that moment, Angel might resort to extreme actions. So, Sam strategically stopped and turned back.
“Is there anything else?”
Angel was frustrated but didn’t want to let this opportunity slip away. The more challenging he appeared, the more excited she felt.
“I can agree to your conditions, but I have one of my own,” she said.
“Go ahead,” Sam responded.
“When I create the sculpture, you must fully cooperate with me. I won’t ask you to do anything excessive, but you must follow my instructions.”
Sam understood her meaning and saw the determination in her eyes. He nodded without hesitation. “No problem, excessive or not, it’s mutual. If that’s all, I’ll be going now.”
“Wait, I have a question.”
Sam didn’t show any impatience, just his usual smile. “What is it?”
“What’s your relationship with Teacher Alice?” Angel’s eyes narrowed, filled with inquisitiveness.
Sam had anticipated her concern about Alice’s presence. He looked at Angel.
“What relationship? Just a teacher and a student. What else did you think?”
“It can’t be that simple. The way she looks at you and treats you, it’s not ordinary.”
Angel trusted her intuition. As a woman, she was naturally sensitive to such matters, beyond any rational explanation.
Sam chuckled. “That’s quite normal.”
“What do you mean?” Angel was confused, not understanding what was normal about his statement.
Sam flashed a memorable smile. “Don’t you think I’m handsome? The way women look at me is always a bit special.”
“… ” Angel was at a loss for words, unable to come up with a rebuttal!
She wanted to scold him! Because what she meant wasn’t about his looks; she wanted to confirm if there was any unspeakable secret between Sam and Alice.
But Sam had already turned and walked away, almost disappearing around the corner of the hallway. At that moment, Angel couldn’t help but remind him.
“You haven’t said when you’ll collaborate with me on the sculpture!”
Sam looked back at Angel. “Wait for my message.”
What message, and is he really that busy?
No, that’s not right.
Angel suddenly realized. She was the noble Angel; why did it seem like Sam was the one in control now?
Why was she the one waiting for a message, while he seemed to have the freedom to manage his own time?
