“Mom… Her last name is also Jones. Coco Jones,” Mrs Jones was stunned by her words. She finally stopped pacing around as a frown appeared on her face.
Coco Jones? She tried to recollect anyone she’d ever met with the name Jones before but couldn’t come up with any. Her eyes widened as a thought slipped into her mind.
“What if he’d…?,” This question hung in her throat painfully like a morsel of food refusing to be swallowed down. She shook her head vigorously at this as if to convince herself of something.
“No… He’d never do that. He promised me,” she whispered to herself over and over again. Lena looked at her helplessly. She had only said that to make her mother less worried so why does it seem like her mother is even more worried now!?
But then, there came the knock that saved the moment. Mrs Jones already rushed to the door before Lena could even get off the couch.
She swung the open and immediately let out her grievance, “Emily… Where have you been? Why weren’t answering any of our calls? Do you know how worried I was? Why were you…”
“Mom… Mom… Mom!,” Emily had to shout to stop her from rambling further. “See… I’m fine,” She would have twirled around if she wasn’t holding Ryan’s hand. The stubborn jerk had insisted on seeing her mother since it’s partially his fault that she came home late.
He also mentioned that his presence would make her mother release her to him. At that time when he said this, she had felt like the jerk was actually secretly happy to have her in his home.
Mrs Jones was silent but then her eyes drifted to the cloth Emily was wearing and her eyes widened a little. “Huh?, What happened to your clothes? Why are you wearing different clothes?” She still hasn’t noticed Ryan.
The latter had to cough for her to turn around. When Mrs Jones finally noticed him, the look on his face was – ‘Mother-in-law! Your son-in-law has been standing in front of you for five minutes and you didn’t even spare him a look.’
“Oh my! What happened to Ryan!? Why are there so many bruises? Bring him in Emily,” Mrs Jones completely forgot about Emily and focused on Ryan. The latter was too happy to know that she didn’t forget his name.
“Sister… What happened to brother-in-law?” Lena’s words even made his heart float with joy.
Emily ignored their questions and pulled Ryan closer so he could embrace her. “Mom… He’ll be fine. He should be at home now but he insisted I come here first to show you that I’m fine,” She spoke slowly.
Mrs Jones and Lena understood that she is subtly asking for permission to follow or let’s say take him home. She wouldn’t have let Emily go… But seeing Ryan in this condition, she couldn’t just find it in her to act cruelly.
“You have to call me as soon as day breaks tomorrow,” Mrs Jones sounded worried but still looked at Ryan. Ryan buried his face in Emily’s hair to hide his smile.
“Sister, have fun!” Lena shouted mischievously as they left. Emily could hear their mom berating her for her words as they left.
She chuckled and turned back to Ryan that was still embracing her as they walked, making it difficult for her to walk actually. He is acting like glue.
“How am I supposed to get into the driver’s seat with you clinging unto me like this?” She whined and he finally let her go. But that was until they got to his house.
As soon as she parked the car and they walked out, he immediately went back to clinging to her.
“Ryan… I’m here to take care of you. Don’t have other weird thoughts cause nothing is going to happen. My waist isn’t flexible enough. It still hurts,” She whispered the last part to him as they walked up the short steps.
Ryan grunted in response and she was relieved… Not knowing what’s on his mind. She fished out the keys from his pocket and opened the door.
The house was surprisingly clean and gave off a honey vibe. As she was looking around, she didn’t notice a certain someone staring at her with a barely hidden hungry look.
“Ryan… Where’s the…,” She trailed off when she suddenly turned back to him and saw the way he was striping her naked with his eyes.
Raising the small package in her hands as defence, she threatened shakily, “I’ll punch your bruised lips if you try anything funny…”
Ryan finally revealed a genuine smile as he stalked her until her back hit the wall behind her. She looked around… She is still traumatized by how merciless he acted with her in bed. Yes… She’d been the one requesting more but when she got exhausted, she pleaded with him to stop but the beast didn’t answer her!
How could she go through another round of that torture!? “You… You stay back!” She whispered. But he got to her and placed his hands against the wall capturing her.
As he leaned closer to kiss her, she whimpered, “Ryan… Honey… I’m hungry. I’ll really die of hunger if you try to force yourself on me.” She tried to coax him and surprisingly, he halted his actions.
“I’m hungry too,” He said to her relief. “But I want to eat you.” His shameless words almost made her choke.
She faked a tearful face and warned him, “I’ll really cry if you try to act like the big bad wolf. I’m only trying to be like the red riding hood and take care of you but you… you want to eat me instead!”
Ryan was conflicted. He dropped his hands and held her hand. Pulling her to the kitchen, he said, “Let’s go… Don’t cry… Don’t cry. Come… I’ll heat up the porridge for you.”
Emily smiled and followed him. She’s just learnt a trick. Anytime he tries anything funny, she’d just stop him with her tearful face.
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