Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Samantha

JACOB keeps on glancing at me while I'm watering the plants in the garden. Dylan left early in the morning and firmly ordered me not to leave the mansion. He's being paranoid, as Lucian tried to reach me last night through my social media account after Dylan forced me to give him all my social media accounts and forbids me to use gadgets.

I don't like it, but I can't do anything, since he used my brother again to get what he wants.

I was about to enter the house when Jacob got in my way. I lifted my chin and met his gaze. “What?”

He looked down at me, guilt is visible in his eyes. “I'm sorry.”

I heaved a sigh and crossed my arms. “It's nothing. I shouldn't have talked to you either, you're just a bodyguard.”

“Miss Samantha—”

I lifted my arm, stopping him. “I got nothing to say to you, Jacob. It's not even a month since we met. You shouldn't involve yourself with me.”

I saw his jaw clenched. For what reason? I don't know and I don't care.

I was about to pass by him when I suddenly thought of something. “By the way, don't cook again.”

I left him there, and went to the kitchen. I poured water in a glass and brought it to my mouth. To be honest, I don't want to be rude to him. He did nothing wrong to me, he's just doing his job, and he doesn't know anything about Dylan's evilness, but I just can't find the heart to be comfortable with him. Maybe because he's too good to be true, or because his blue eyes seem like drowning me every time he looks at me. I don't know. Probably not, but I chose to ignore him starting today.

DAYS PASSED. I really did ignore Jacob, and he's not talking to me either. Dylan seldom touch me, and it completely made me happy. Slowly, my feelings for him started fading, and I know, someday I can finally say that I don't love him anymore.

The sky is already dark when Dylan came home. He immediately went to me after he spotted me on the living area. He lifted my chin and kissed me in front of Jacob, who's standing by the door.

I swallowed hard and tried to move my face away from him, but he firmly held me in place.

I gasped when he sat beside me and lifted me, making me sit on his lap while my back is facing him. My heart pounded as I met Jacob's blue eyes, intensely staring at me, while Dylan's hands made its way inside my shirt.

“Dylan!” I tried to stop him by holding his hand.

“What?!”

I gritted my teeth. “Someone is here!”

“So?”

I gasped. “What?”

Dylan chuckled and bit my neck. “Jacob doesn't care. Besides, I can do whatever I want because you are my wife and this is my house.”

I glared at him. “This isn't your house, Dylan. This is my house!”

“Whatever!” he grinned and looked at Jacob. “Hey, Jacob, you wanna join? Let's have a threesome.”

My hands started trembling after Dylan said that to Jacob, who's still staring at me.

“Sweetheart, why are you trembling? Are you scared? Really? You were just arguing with me last minute.” Dylan pinched my buds and bit my earlobe, making me flinched in disgust.

He looked at Jacob again, “What? Cat got your tongue?”

Jacob then shook his head, keeping his mouth shut as he clenched his jaw.

Dylan laughed. “You really think I will share my delicious wife to you? I'd rather have you watch us f*cking.”

Tear escaped my eyes as Dylan continued talking dirty. He's disrespecting me in my bodyguard's face, and it makes me feel so low.

THE NEXT morning, Dylan left early again. I'm glad because he didn't touch me last night and today. He was too busy to do so, and I just want him to stay in the company that he stole from me. It's better that way than having him here with me.

I decided to take a shower, which I did. I wasted two hours in the bathtub and cover my body with a towel after.

While looking for clothes to wear, my heart started beating so fast I saw a flying insect inside my closet, which terrified me to the brim of my courage.

“AAAAAHHHH!!!” I screamed on the top of my lungs as I started jumping in horror.

“Miss Samantha!” the door swung open. Jacob rushed to me and I quickly jumped to him, encircling my legs around his waist as the insect wander on the floor.

“There's a flying insect, Jacob! Kill it! Kill it now!”

Jacob tried to kick the insect, but it was quick to move. I gasped when it touched my leg and I started jumping in Jacob's body, trying to get the insect off me, but I was unaware that I became too reckless that Jacob lost his balance and he ended up on the bed, with me on top of him.

My lips parted in shock the same time the towel that's covering my body loose and fell on his stomach. My br*asts exposed, and I'm freaking straddling him without anything covering my nakedness.

From my face, his gaze went down to my body, and he freaking feasted on my nakedness.

“JACOB!” I screamed and wrapped the towel back in my body. 

I rolled on the bed, nervous, as he sat at the edge and palmed his head. “I'm sorry.”

I swallowed hard. “L-Leave.”

I palmed my forehead after he left the room. I was left panting and shaking. H-He just saw my body, but why do I feel embarrassed than molested? He f*cking feasted on my body for a couple of seconds, I should've felt molested but… why does it feel so different? Why do I feel different, as if the idea of Jacob seeing my body felt so… hot?

What the hell is happening to me?