Chapter 4: Why are you so brazen, Mr. Raven?

Sarah’s POV.

"I know it's tough," he says, trying to comfort me. "If you need a shoulder, I'm here for you."

I feel his hand squeezing mine, and I can't help but feel a flicker of hope. I just told him half of the truth, another slice of the coin is the song I compose when I think about him. And he is the man I describe to him. Well, as soon as he speaks, I can feel my heart sinking. He didn't come back for long. It's like a confirmation of all the fears and doubts that have been gnawing at me for years. Even though I'm six years old at that time, I still never forget the feeling when we’ve been together.

"Don't make me laugh, Henry. You've broken your promise."

Yes, you did. You promised that we would become a couple when I grow up. But you disappeared.

"We were just kids back then, Sarah," he says, and I can feel my emotions starting to get the better of me. I don't want to cry in front of him, but I can feel the tears pricking at the corners of my eyes.

Before I can even process what's happening, he leans in and kisses me. It's soft and gentle, full of tenderness and longing, and for a moment, I'm lost in the sensation of it all. I feel my heart racing, my mind struggling to make sense of this sudden rush of emotions.

My hand touches his toned chest. I squeeze my thighs, my body hotter than ever as he moves his tongue playfully, stirring in my mouth. Then he licks my upper lip and lower lip while his hand caresses my breasts.

As the kiss ends, he pulls away slightly and I find myself looking at him, my mind reeling with confusion and uncertainty. "I didn't expect that," I say softly, my voice barely above a whisper, while I feel a rush of desire between my legs.

He smiles back at me and I can feel the warmth of his gaze on me. It's like everything in the world has faded away, leaving just the two of us at this moment.

He looks at me, his eyes searching mine, and I can sense the weight of all the emotions he's feeling. "Sarah," he says softly. "Tell me your problem and I’ll solve it all."

The car comes to a stop in front of a splendid mansion in an affluent area.

"I-"

As I try to speak, I feel my body heating up and my stomach starts to hurt. I lean out the door, desperately trying to vomit.

Stumbling out of the car, Henry follows me, his expression filled with concern. "Sarah, are you okay?" he asks, placing a hand on my back.

I shake my head, feeling the bile rising up in my throat again. "I'm just a little drunk. Don't mind about it," I manage to say before rushing towards the nearest bush and vomiting into it. It's not a pretty sight, but at this point, I don't care. I just want this feeling to go away.

Once I'm done, I feel weak and shaky, and Henry helps me up, guiding me toward the mansion. "Let's get you inside," he says softly.

As we walk towards the mansion, my mind is still reeling from the kiss and sudden nausea that has overtaken me. But as we get closer, I see something that makes my heart sink even further.

My dad is standing next to a woman I don't recognize, and they're both dressed in fancy clothes as if they've been out for the night. They plan to enter the house next to the one I’m standing in front of, but when my dad sees me, he looks surprised and his eyes quickly shift to Henry.

"Why are you here?" he asks, his voice sounding cold.

"Henry brought me," I reply, feeling Henry's reassuring hand on my shoulder.

My dad looks me up and down, his eyes filled with disappointment. "Why would a girl like you go to a man's house at this time?" he asks, his tone harsh. "Look at your dress! Do you want to become a slut or something?"

The woman next to him looks at me curiously, and I feel my face flushing with embarrassment. I don't know what to say, and I can feel the weight of all the years of estrangement between my dad and me bearing down on me.

But then Henry speaks up. "Mr. Raven," he says, his voice even, "watch-your-mouth-when-I-still-respect-you."

My dad snorts, and the woman beside him smirks. "You always were a smooth talker," my dad says. "Henry, don't touch my daughter. It's not good for our cooperation."

I feel a surge of anger toward my dad. How could he cheat on my mom right in front of my eyes and still act like a good dad? But before I can say anything, Henry steps forward, his eyes locked on my dad’s.

"Ask your daughter what she wants, Mr. Raven," he says firmly. "If she can't accept your words, then that's your problem."

My father takes my hand and forces me to follow him. "Go home with me, Sarah. You shouldn't be here with him."

"NO!!!" I struggle to get out of my dad's control.

There's a moment of tense silence, and then my father sighs, his shoulders slumping. "Fine," he says, turning to the woman beside him. "Let's go inside."

"Why are you so brazen, Mr. Raven?" I shout towards him as my dad and the woman stop. "You're cheating on your wife and you still show that shameless face."

As they walk past me and into the house without replying, I feel my heart sinking even further. This isn't the reunion I had hoped for. But as Henry takes my hand and leads me towards his house, I feel ashamed in front of him for witnessing everything behind my family’s curtain.

Henry puts a comforting arm around my shoulder, and I lean into him, feeling a mix of anger and sadness.

"Come on," Henry says, leading me toward the mansion. "Let's get you cleaned up, and then we can talk."

As we walk inside, I feel a sense of relief washing over me. For the first time in a long time, I feel like I have someone who cares about me, someone whom I can trust. Inside the mansion, Henry leads me to a room where I can freshen up. As I wash my face and try to compose myself, I can't help but think about everything that has happened.

Henry touches my shoulder and hugs me tightly into his arm. The hug is so tight that I can't breathe, and I feel his heart racing and his breath becoming harder. His dick rubs my skin, and I hear him humming a little.