"I know this is not my place to say this but..." He dragged.
"It's okay. Am all ears." "He's just angry, give him some time he'll come around. Right now he's just disappointed." he stated. "I know but why would he be disappointed. It just slipped my mind about telling him I was going to accompany Sam." I said. "The person who called him am sure he was the one at fault. In Spyce Astoria, he also has enemies there. I bet they kind of hit the nerve when they delivered the message. Plus..." he dragged the last part. "Plus what?" I asked. "Plus the people you were in company with they are dangerous so stay away." he warned. So bad I wanted him to elaborate more and in details but the chopper wasn't going to let me stay for a second more. I bid him bye and soon we were in air going home. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * " My head hurts so bad. "Sam complained the moment she woke up. " Meds on the counter take them. " I yelled while still in the laundry room. " What happened. I remember seeing Harvey and.." She looked at me sadly then closed her mouth using her palm. Her eyes still on me. "Are you okay? Did he get angry or something? Was it that bad?" "Sam I don't know. We had a fight in the car and he bailed out on me." I spoke as tears stung my eyes. My voice became shaky. "Am so sorry to cause you all of these." she apologised. "No it's okay. Maybe it was bound to happen. We both have been having issues." I said to her hoping she'd feel much better and not blame herself. "Was that supposed to make me feel better cause it sure didn't." she complained while drying a tear that escaped from my eye. "No worries, I'll go talk to him when he calms down." I paused. "Oh! That reminds me, who were those dudes from last night?" I asked. "Don't know, don't care." she stated. The laundry machine dinged and I got in action to get my stuffs. "What do you mean 'don't know, don't care'?" I was confused now. She chatted with them as if she was acquainted with them. "A friend told me about them. They are rich so I kind of mingled and that was that. Then the bet came, had to get the money or else I'd spend the night with Neal." "Thats why you insisted so much." She nodded slightly. "Good for you. Now you divide the money 50/50." I was dead serious now. "No...." she pretended to cry. "Come on Bel, I did most of the talking. 60/40."she tried to bargain. " Fine. "I agreed. We both walked to where I usually hang my clothes for sundrying. Soon I got in action hanging them up while Sam sat watching me. " By the way did you notice the handsome tall dangerous looking guy watching you? "she asked. " Who are you talking about? " " The one who sat opposite you. Guess his name was..." she dragged trying to figure out what his name was. I was curious to know what his name could possibly be. His looks was so attractive that it gives me goosebumps every time I remember how his eyes laid on me for the briefest moment. " Something like Aidan Christopher." she spoke. For a while there I kept repeating his name over and over in my head. "Bel are you listening ?" "Yeah." I lied. "Anyways what's for lunch am hungry." The rest of the day went smooth but my heart ached so much. Every single word that left Harvey's mouth felt like sharp sword piercing my heart every time the words kept repeating as if it was just a second ago. "Bel will you be okay if leave you on your own?" "Don't worry about me. I'll go to bed early." With that she left, leaving me by myself and my inner demons. Ten minutes later I heard the door unlocking then closed. Footsteps coming closer to me. Didn't need to look since I knew that was Sam forgetting something. " Nadia. "I heard Harvey's voice. " Babe. "I was do damn glad to see him. There he was standing a step or two away from the couch I had laid on. His navy blue tax looked so fucking good on him. Guess he just got off work. " Want me to help? "I asked standing from where I was kneeling on the couch. " Am good. " That simple answer already said a lot. He was still angry at me. Slowly I made my way to him, half unbutton his shirt before he stopped me as he held my palms to his chest. My eyes shifted from his chest to meet his eyes. "I hate it when we fight and you know that." he said. "I know." "Don't ever make me get that angry at you. Understood?" "I understand." I whispered. He slightly closed the space between us before taking me by my lips. The kiss was soft and tender but it didn't last long. He cut me midway as I was trying to kindle the moment. "Talk to me Bel, about last night." "Nothing happened. Harvey will you stop." I tried walking away but he held me firm on my waist little closer than the previous time. "Why are getting angry. I just want to know." His face clearly showed how desperate he was. "Sam called me to accompany her. She was already there when Mayfield and I got there. We just enjoyed the drinks and music. After that, that's when I saw you." I explained in details. "Okay." he stated. "What do you mean okay?" "Promise me, you'll never leave without telling me." His eyes were more dangerous than I've ever seen him be. Yah we argued a lot in the past three years but this was different. Something was not right somewhere. He was dead serious about this. " So we good?" he asked. I nodded. " Nah! I need words missy." "we are good." He slightly smiled. That was what I had been yearning to see from him. "Where's my smile then?" Slightly I smiled bottling up all my tears that I couldn't hold if we argued again.Nadia's pov I sat on the made up bed in front of the TV, a little bit far from it. My fingers absentmindedly tracing the rim of my wine glass, my heart caught in a whirlwind of emotions. I couldn't quite make sense of. The dim glow of the TV flickered across the room, casting elongated shadows over the furniture. The muted chatter of Samantha and Neal filling the comfortable silence between scenes. But for me, comfort was the last thing I felt. Across from me, Aidan sat with an easy smile, his arm draped casually over the back of the couch, his presence warm and undeniable. He was happy, and why wouldn't he be? After a week of unspoken tension, stolen glances, and conversations that hinted at something deeper, I had finally given him an answer-one that came in the form of a kiss, soft and tentative but full of meaning. "Stay," I had whispered to him, my heart pounding in a way it hadn't in a long time. And Aidan had smiled, that boyish, confident grin of his, pulling me close as
I pulled back, led her to the bed and sat us down. For a second there I stared at thin air thinking, she slouched a little while asking about what I was thinking. I had my hands fidgeting with the edge of a bunny doll ear, my words carefully measured but brimming with unspoken truths. "It's... it's been strange, these past two weeks," I began, my gaze flickering between her eyes and the doll, as if afraid of what she might see if I held her gaze too long. "I've been thinking a lot-about everything, about us. I mean, not us, but..."I dragged trailing off, My voice faltering under the weight of what I wasn't saying. A nervous chuckle escaped me as I rubbed the back of my neck, heart pounding against the walls of restraint. "I just-look Nadia, I don't know how to say this without sounding more ridiculous, but you've been on my mind more than I'd like to admit." My voice softened. "I don't want to make things harder for you... or for me. But I had to see you again." I stopped, bitin
Adrian's povI sat across Neal, staring at my laptop , the soft hum of the fan was the only sound filling the empty room. A week. Seven whole days since I last saw her. It felt longer, like time had stretched, making every hour without her presence feel heavier.I hadn’t expected to miss her this much. We weren’t anything—at least, not yet. But ever since that night, when I held her closer to me. when her eyes had met mine like she saw something in me worth looking at. I hadn’t been able to shake the feeling that she was different. That she mattered.My phone sat on the office table, untouched. I had thought about texting her a hundred times, but what would I even say? Hey, I can’t stop thinking about you? Too much. Hope you’re doing well? Too little. So I said nothing.Sighing, I ran a hand through my hair, frustration bubbling in my chest. Was she thinking about me too? Or had she already moved on, leaving that night as nothing more than a passing moment?I stretched out, pressed my
The soft glow of the bedside lamp cast shadows across the room, making everything feel smaller, more intimate. But the space between us felt impossibly wide.Truth be told. Here I was messing around with her knowing clearly she was already with someone else. Just like that reality hit in. She can never be mine. She already belongs to someone else. Watching her guiltiness flushed all over her face. Slightly she loosen her arms around me. She hadn’t spoken in a while, and the silence was suffocating. "Please don't. Let me savior in what you have to offer. I might never get to hold you or be held by someone else." I stated. For a while there we were both silent. I could hear the distant hum of the city outside, but inside this room, the only sound was the unsteady rhythm of my breathing. Everything I dreamt of came crumbling down when I finally came to terms that she was no more than a night stand for me. She was everything a man would ever want but she belonged to someone else. “
Aidan's Pov "Please don't" she begged once I landed my lips against her heat. Yeah she did try to push me away but I held a firm grip on her thighs pinning her to the bed. I was already greedy about her body. Wanting her all to myself was an understatement. This night I was willing to learn about every curve, every bump, every scar she had on her body. There I was ignoring all her please and no's. I knew she would like it once I was done. Better say sorry than ask for permission. Twisting and turning my tough on her. She tasted so sweet. At first I wanted to go slow but she made it hard when her legs became shaky after a few minutes of teasing her. "Aidan..." she moaned again. I don't think I'll ever take any woman to bed again if this is what she offer. She was my little angel and I wanted to demonise her and switch her on to my tune. Forgetting myself I sucked her perfectly making all kinds of noises. The pleasure was too much and unbearable that I couldn't stop fucking
Quickly I crouched, leaned forward past his arms and walked away to the changing room. My instincts kicked in when I felt him following close behind me. Even though I wanted to run away and escape him, I knew very well it could get ugly and I'd end up embarrassing myself. "So you are just going to watch me change or what?" I asked once we stepped in the changing room. "Remember when I told you in the shower to let me help?" He asked coming closer, eyes fixed on mine. "So... Are you going to help me change?" I whispered jokingly. Whatever was going on in his mind, I could tell he was nowhere being a normal guy. He was more like a physho or maybe worse. Slightly a smile that turned into a smirk then it became dangerous. "Do you...want me...to."He dragged. Slowly, I pushed him out and locked myself in. The nerve of this guy. He was beyond any expectation I had for the rich. It was so impossible to believe that this world could ever produce such a perverted and despicable