Olivia
I opened my eyes slowly and saw a familiar room. I looked around. I was back in my hotel room. I sat on the mattress, thinking back on what happened. Oh, right. I remembered.
The images of Stewart with his hateful eyes appeared in my mind.
My body has starting to tremble with the memory. He confessed he loved me but it was just a plot to get me. The girl who bullied and humiliated me was his sister and she died by hanging herself. And it was Blake’s doing. He had become the cause of his sister’s depression.
Speaking of Blake, where was he?
I slid down the bed and headed to the living room. I found him in the dining room drinking coffee. It was too embarrassing for me to face him now. At least I knew Blake was here and our eyes met. My heart instantly jumped. “You’re finally awake,” he plainly said. What does he mean by finally?
I went closer to him. Tucking some of my hair behind my ear and ready to face him. “When did we get back?” That was the only question I could ask for now. I looked outside and it was dark. I remembered I got out at lunchtime.
“Last night.”
Last night? I was sleeping that long?
“You were dehydrated badly and were sleeping for almost twenty-four hours. I asked the doctor from the nearest hospital to check on you here and he said you’re okay. You just need some rest and let you sleep for the entire night if you didn’t show any sign to wake up,” he explained. Well, I felt much better now compared to what I had been through before.
“You were drugged with ecstasy, Olivia. And it was on a high dose,” he scoffed. “Fucking Stewart Shaw for doing this to you.”
When Blake mentioned his name, it got me thinking. “What happened to him?”
Blake eyed me darkly. “Do you really want to know?”
Your father is a psycho.
I knew what he meant. His tone explained it all. He knew it. I knew it too.
“Will you answer my question, Blake?” I challenged him.
“Maybe.” He drank his coffee again but his steel-blue eyes never left me. “Since you have figured everything out from the fucker who drugged you and almost got himself inside your panties.”
“Why, Blake?”
He put down his cup. His eyes on the table. “It’s for your safety,” he replied without looking at me. Was it really?
“That is not the way to protect me! Not by hiring gangsters to raped them and attacked those boys! You hired sick people to do your crazy job!”
“I never wanted them to go to that far!” he countered. “I told them to scare them away not by fucking them. And that also included the boys.”
“You’re not supposed to do that.”
“Really now? Do you think that will stop the bully if I never took things into my own hands?” What’s the matter with him? What’s his problem?
“It will.”
“How?” he asked like in an immediate. How? I didn’t know how but it would stop. “I don’t see that from those girls especially on how mentally disturbed they were.”
“Aren’t you just the same?” Okay, maybe I was not supposed to ask that, but what Blake did was wrong. Entirely wrong.
“Maybe I am but I do all of that for you. Not for personal amusement. It’s not normal for them to humiliate you by making you naked and showing you in front of the class. That’s how I snapped in a second. And I found out the reason they bullied you was just because you were adopted and you don’t have a mother. That reason…was fucking stupid to me.”
“How did you know all of that?” Honestly, I never told Blake about the humiliation. I never told him anything. I was hurt but I never told him about the bullying. The teachers didn’t know about this as well. “Blake?”
“I put some bugs in your school bag and I listened to it when you came home very late that day.” His reply shocked me. He did not do that. “Since I can only listen, I ordered one of my bodyguards to watch over you the next day to find out who are the culprits.”
That was insane! Blake was madly insane! I got it that he did it for my protection, but by putting bugs to listened to every single of what I was doing and talking? That was crazy!
This guy just invaded my space!
Wait a second.
“Are you still doing it now, Blake?” Please say no, Blake.
“Yes.” Oh, freaking God!
“And that’s how I found those boys were badmouthing you and almost attacked her at midnight. Good thing John moved fast to let me know.” John?
“John was also involved?”
“Yes.”
“Oh, Jesus, Blake. How could you let him? He is your secretary but that doesn’t mean he has to be involved in every single of your dirty works.”
“You’re right. But he wanted to help. It was him who volunteered. He liked you very much and won’t let anything happened to you.”
I couldn’t believe this. John was also involved. But I got it now.
Blake was indeed the person who caused harm to those people. He wanted to protect me; I knew that. It shocked me but there was something I wanted to know.
“Were those gangsters…part of your father?”
“No.”
“Have you ever had any remorse and feel pity for your victims?”
“No. I was pissed because those gangsters went out of line and made me had to take care of another mess. Right after I asked John to get those boys and girls.”
“You…saved them?”
“It wasn’t me; it was John.”
“But it was your order.”
“I thought they had tasted their own medicine and it was about time they face their life the sin that they had committed. None of them had ever mentioned my name when the police interrogated them. I made sure of it.”
Blake was indeed crazy.
I knew he made a promise to my mother but I never expected he would go this far for my sake, for my mother.
“I already had my suspicion on you.”
“I know,” he said.
“I asked you before but you never told me.” I shook my head. My eyes became watery. “There’s something else you need to know. There was a stalker before roaming around your house and left a note stating that you were the one responsible for all of this. He was one of your victims.”
“I know, John told me.” Great, that must be Josh’s doing. He must have had told John back at the festival.
“What happened to him?” Blake was only staring at me. “Did you kill him?” And he laughed over my question. What the fuck?
“You’re saying the same thing as Cindy,” he stated. Cindy?
“Does she know?”
“Does she know? Well, she was the one who released the stalker in the first place,” he informed. “Another mess I had to take care of.”
I couldn’t understand him. Blake was a very difficult person, to begin with. And was very hard to handle. I couldn’t figure out what was going on in his head.
“Blake, I understand you wanted to protect me but this is not the way. You could have a talk to the teachers when I was bullied. You could have informed the police about those boys waiting in front of the house. You never do any of those. You took everything with your own hands and dirtied them in a terrible way. You…are not the Blake I have always known.”
Blake continued to look at me. Eventually, he smirked. “And what of Blake you always have known?” he asked and stood up from his chair. “How about the Blake who did all those things to you when you were so high?” My face immediately burning. I almost forgot about it.
“You never that man, Olivia. Only the cold Blake. The gentle version of Blake. The protective Blake. You just met the crazily insane Blake and also…the Blake who almost touched you.”
***
My body was burning hot.
My eyes were blurry.
I felt weird. Blake said he could help me and I wanted him to. I wasn’t expecting him to pull my panties out. I weakly looked at him. “What are you doing?”
He glanced his eyes at me. “I want to help you. Since you can’t take it anymore, I will make it feel better for you.”
“But why you have to pull my panties?”
“Because…this is the only way for you to feel better. You need the release and I’m the only person who could do that to you. Not anyone, just me.”
I was still confused and I couldn’t think anymore. Not anymore when I felt his finger on my clit. “Ah,” I moaned in response. What was he doing to me?
“You’re soaking wet, little girl. No wonder you can’t take it anymore.” Blake moved his finger up and down, skillfully as I felt even weirder.
I touched his wrist. “Blake, stop.”
“Why? It was you who asked for my help and here I am helping you. Don’t worry. After you found your release, you will feel better.” He continued moving his finger on my clit. Slowly lowering it and was right on my entrance. “You like it here. I can feel it twitching with my…ministration.”
I didn’t want this. I wanted him to stop touching me because…I felt weird. I never felt this way.
His finger was trying to break through the barrier as I gasped. “No, you’re not ready yet. And I’m not going to do it here. Not to you. Just remember, Olivia. I’m doing this…just to help you.” After he said that, he started to move lower down.
Kissing my neck, collarbone, and went straight between my legs. He pushed them wide with his face right on my entrance. “Fuck, you’re so fucking wet. So fucking ready to come.” And he did something unexpected when his tongue was on my sensitive core.
My body jerked in an instant. “No! Blake, no!” I cried out. My tears began to drop. “No, please! Blake, stop! Don’t…do that.” I continued begging. His tongue was on my clit and went down to my entrance. Skillfully eating me out while tasting my juices.
I could see some dots and ready to faint. “Blake!” My body became tense. All of my muscles were tensed.
“You’re ready now. Come for me, Olivia. Release everything. Let me make you feel better.” He was back on business again. Licking and sucking my pussy with his hand on my tummy, steadying me while his other hand was on my butt. Practically grabbing them. “Come.” And with his simple order, I reached my climax. Coming hard on his mouth. Screaming in pleasure. I never felt this way. I never touched myself. I never had sex with any man before. My body was untouched by anyone.
Blake, my father, had the privilege to tasted me. My first man who obtained my first orgasm.
I felt weak but as he said, I felt better than before.
I saw Blake slowly pushing himself and he was wiping off my juices with the back of his hand from his mouth. I had to admit; Blake looked sexy and his eyes were still burning with desire.
He was not satisfied at all.
When he moved closer to me, my body immediately let out the warning to back away from him but I had no strength left. “Shh, it’s okay. I won’t do anything further than that. That’s the only way for me to make you feel better.”
He wiped the sweats from my forehead and then rubbed my hair. We both staring at each other. His eyes were intense yet beautiful.
Blake was so good at this. I didn’t want to imagine how he was going to be like when he had sex…with me.
I started to get sleepy. My eyes were heavy. “Go to sleep, Olivia.”
The last thing I remembered before the sleep taken over me was Blake’s warm lips on me. Kissing me so tenderly.
“I’m so glad you are saved.”