4. Drastic Discovery

Killian’s POV

“Woow! How long have I been in there?” I hear her voice right behind me. I wonder what she means by that. I turn to look at her, I gasp at her sight. She looks so different from before. Her hair is let loose and still wet, and her face is natural without all the makeup she had. She looks like a totally different person, were it not for her voice, I wouldn’t have recognized her.

“Hey, why are you fazing off?” she asks rubbing her fingers together before my face making a clicking noise which makes me flinch a little, taking me off my daze. I didn’t even know that I was frozen just looking at her.

“Nothing.” I say. I am not sure what to say to her, since I didn’t even hear what she asked in the first place.

“Woow.” she says walking around the kitchen completely ignoring me. “This is amazing, I have never cleaned my own kitchen this way. It’s wonderful, thank you.” She says, tracing her hands slowly on the kitchen counter. I am just mesmerized by her, I can’t keep my eyes off her for sure. I don’t even know why. I just nod, not finding my voice. “It smells so serene.” She adds now facing me. I shake my head to remove myself from the sudden spell she has put me into. I need to snap out of it fast, before I do something that I will regret.

“Hey, you can go take a shower, then we will have coffee before you leave.” She offers. I sigh in relief because at least I will go away from her for a while. I need to compose myself. She shows me to her room and I go in without question. I close the bathroom door behind me, I strip and just stand under the shower. I let the cold water flow off my body as I am wondering what my behavior meant back there. I just hope that she didn’t notice me staring at her like that. I think my rejection has hit me so hard, making my behavior change drastically. I have never been this way before. Trisha really broke me for sure.

At least now I feel better after the shower. Good thing her towel is clean, I wipe the water off my body as I am putting the towel back on the rack, I notice something familiar.

What is this? Why does it look so familiar? I take it off the rack and as I had suspected it’s a tie. What catches my eye, is the color, it is the same color as my tie. The one I wore and placed on the table at the bar. But how did it get here? Maybe it’s just the same color. Obviously, it isn’t the only one in the world. So, I put it back, I pick up my clothes and put them on.

Though the whole times my instincts are telling me that it’s my tie. Wait a minute, I remember that Matthew and I had similar ties, the only difference is the inside lining of the cloth. Mine was blue and Matthew’s was red. I pick the tie again, I insert my index finger in the bottom of the tie where there is a small hole, I pull the lining outside, and it’s also blue. This is either a coincidence or she is a thief. Possibly, she is the one who took my things from the table at the bar.

Oh! No! Is she a thief?

I am so gullible, first it was Trisha and now this girl? I am way too trusting, I just met her, and now I am in her bathroom. I feel my rage boiling inside me, what kind of an Alpha will I be? If anyone can manipulate me like this. I storm out of the bathroom and I rush to the sitting room where she is.

“What is this?” I ask her when I get to the kitchen, where she is standing leaning on the counter. She is playing with her phone.

“What do you mean?” she asks, but freezes the moment she sees me holding the tie. I see sweat forming on her forehead immediately and her eyes become bloodshot, she looks away for a moment before looking at me. All that reaction shows that all my suspicion were true. Why did she do this?

“What is this doing here?” I ask, walking up to her. I lose my anger and I grab her hand and squeeze it tightly.

“It’s mine.” She says, looking at me. Her eyes are now so convincing. I can see frown lines on her forehead and eyebrows. I must be holding her so tightly, but I don’t stop. Instead, I pull her towards me.

“Stop lying, alright, this is mine. Besides, how can you wear a man’s tie.”? I ask out of patience.

“I am sorry, please let go of me, you are hurting me.” she says and a tear escapes her eyes. The moment I see the tear, I feel my anger subsiding. Instead, I feel horrible for hurting her. I release her arm slowly but not completely. I still hold her arm, but now gently. We continue staring at each other, I see how beautiful she is up close. Her lashes are so long and dark, her lips are thin and just perfect, she has the most enchanting eyes green eyes. Her eyebrows are perfectly shaped, what I can say is that she amazes me. Why does she make me feel this way? I forgot about my anger by just looking at her.

“You are…” I start to say, but no words seem to form. I am completely out of words. My eyes and mind is just on her. Please, someone, just help me snap out of it. I release the tie from my hand and let it fall on the ground so that I can hold her with both my arms. I grab her by her waist and pull her to me, holding her tightly. She doesn’t seem to protest, instead she arcs her back so that she can look at me properly. She licks her lower lip, making me groan a little. She makes me have these wild thoughts.

“What are you doing?” she asks, her voice quivering a little. I don’t answer her. I lower my head and crash my lips onto hers. She gets startled but regains her composure. She wraps her arms around my neck, returning the kiss roughly and passionately. I let go of her waist and grab her a** placing her on top of the kitchen counter. She breaks away off the kiss abruptly and pushes me to arm’s length. I think she is going to reprimand me.

She stares at me for a short while, I stare back, not knowing what to do or say. She lowers her eyes to my abdomen, she smiles wickedly when she sees the bulge in my trousers. She starts breathing heavily, and rips my shirt off my body, throwing it on their kitchen floor.

So hot!!

I remove her dress, she starts to unbuckle my belt, but she is taking too long, so I help her. In seconds, I am all naked in front of her. I notice she is naked too, wow, it means she didn’t have anything inside the dress.

Naughty!!

I take her in, she is a goddess.

She wraps her hands on my neck again I grab her ass, she wraps her legs around my waist. I carry her up and rush to the couch. I lay her down and without a word, I thrust my d**k deep into her dripping wet p***y. I start to f**k her slowly, taking in each moment. I moan by the feeling she gives me. She holds me by my a** and pushes me towards her as if to tell me something.

“Harder.” She finally says impatiently biting my neck a little, sending waves across my entire body. She drives me crazy. I remove my d**k, and I pull her towards me, placing her legs on my shoulders so that I can get full access of her. I position my d**k on her entrance and I slowly penetrate her.

“Awwww!” she moans with her eyes closed. I make sure that my full length is in her before I start thumping hard and each time deeper than before. She squeezes my bu** with each thrust. She pulls me inside her, I feel her c**t rubbing the end of my d**k from below and her inside clutching and releasing my d**k head in a rhythmic motion bringing me over the edge.

She grasps me even harder this time and I can feel she is near as I am.

She lets go of me and clutches the sofa set tightly, I squeeze her b*tt tightly spanking her a little as I feel myself getting over the edge am so close.

“I am so close.” She says amidst heavy breathing.

“Please don’t stop.” She begs sexily.

“What the f**k, Quinn?” A pissed voice startles me, making me look where it’s coming from. But she pulls me to her before I can even look and grinds herself on my d**k faster and harder.

“I told you not to stop.” I am aware of the presence of another person, but her voice is so commanding that I ignore the person and I continue f*****g her. She screams on the top of her lungs as she finds her release, I come in seconds after her. I clutch my lips to stop me from screaming. I collapse on top of her, but she pushes me off her body. And I fall on my back, I get up immediately, though. Wow. It was incredible.

“How could you, Quinn.”? The man asks angrily, pulling her from the couch.

“Let her go!” I get off the floor to save her, but I stop in my tracks the moment I recognize his face.

“Quinn, you are a w***e.” He mutters, slapping her hard across her face, she loses her balance and falls to the ground. She gets up smiling and wipes the blood at the side of her mouth and licking it.

“I couldn't resist him okay.” she says rudely, walking towards the kitchen area. She picks up her dress, wears it. Picks my clothes from the floor and throws them to me. “Get out of here, man.” She says, looking at me coldly.

I turn to look at the man before me, whose veins are almost popping out by just staring at me. He looks overly furious, but I am calm, knowing he wouldn’t be able to do anything to me.

“Where are my things?” I ask calmly as I put on my clothes. Thank goddess I have a coat because I would have been forced to walk with this shredded shirt.

“What things.” He says looking at me with a weird expression on his face.

“Don’t play dumb with me, alright.” I warn. “Aren’t you the guy who was pretending to steal from her just a while ago? Look at you now in the same house as her.” they both look at each other in shock.

So, they had this all planned. I am such a fool.

“Give me my car right now before it gets bloody, I know you wouldn’t like that.” I feel Lamar trying to take over, and I know when he does, there is no turning back. So, I try to be as calm as I possibly can. I see him shiver for a moment.

“Give me some time and I will get it back for you, alright.” He begs me. I know he is lying, he is going to bring his goons.

“I am not a fool, alright. Where is it, I will go get it myself so that I can save you the trouble.” I say sitting on the couch. I feel my patience running out with each second I take.

“Let me make things easy for you. I want to find my car outside the bar you picked it from on the same spot tonight with everything in it.” I say calmly. “I swear, if I don’t find it, you will regret the day you were born.” I add calmly, but I mean every word I utter. And with that, I leave the house. I don’t want to result in doing anything that I will come to regret in the future. But if they don’t do as I say, I will make them regret what they are doing. I already have their scents memorized, I am just giving them a chance to redeem themselves.