Her body slumped against his hard, warm, and sweaty one as her head rested on his broad shoulders. He breathed heavily, as his cock still remained lodged inside her.
He wasn’t coming out of this heaven anytime soon.
His huge hand caressed down her small back as he nuzzled his face on her neck. His next words whispered in her ear.
“You did great. . .” he hesitated before saying the next words “. . . Mia”
The word felt foreign to his tongue, but he knew he had to confront her demons if she refused to do so herself. It was her real self, she could not possibly hide from it forever.
Her whole form stiffened as she slowly straightened up against him, her hands still holding his shoulder for dear life.
“Don’t call me that” her voice adopted a sad note as her gorgeous brown eyes blazed at him “Mia is no more.”
His hand reached up to caress her soft cheeks as his eyes softened for the first time in a while “Mia is the girl I love.” He confessed.
Hurt evident in her eyes as she looked down at his chest, a single tear drop escaped her eyes “Mia died 12 years ago Abigor. Mia was a coward who watched her mother die, Aria, however, would never allow such a thing.”
“You were a kid back then little girl, hell, you still are” he argued as his grip on her cheeks became urgent “You do not deserve the pain you give yourself”
“Abigor” her voice came out in a whimper as she cupped his stubbled well-defined jaw.
Her eyes troubled, her mind contemplating.
He tried pushing a bit harder “The dye in your hair, and the changing colored contacts are all proof that you are still running away from your past.”
Her eyes widened as more tears escaped her eyes.
He continued “The little Mia who hid in the closet and watched her mother die is still stuck there, Please set her free, my love.”
Her sobs echoed in the room as she clung to his chest, her form shivering.
“She deserves love, care, and protection. She has faced enough hardships ” his voice reverberated against her head as she cried harder than she had ever in her life.
“Set her free.”
The times before she met him surfaced in her head. How she stood under the shower, naked, with a sharp knife in her hand. The numerous time she tried to slit her wrist but somehow she always got out alive.
The times when she sprayed her pillowcases with chloroform just so she could lose consciousness at night because she knew if she didn’t, she would be plagued by nightmares.
She knew it was all fate that was saving her life again and again just so she could meet Abigor.
He always came barging into her room and somehow made himself a cozy place in her heart. He changed the way she lived without even trying.
The thoughts of killing herself decreased dramatically after meeting him and she found herself capable of a good night’s rest if only he was beside her, keeping her close and protected in his arms.
She craved his protection, his love.
It was funny because he was considered dangerous out in the world, yet, he was her safest place.
Her eyes softened as her cries turned into low sniffles, all this time his rough fingers never once stopped caressing her back.
“I’ll try” she mumbled against his throat as he gave out a huge real smile, hugging her tightly.
“Mia-”
“Until then please keep calling me Aria, Mia makes me feel like you are calling someone else.” She mumbled looking straight into his golden eyes, flaming in satisfaction “I don’t like it.”
He let out a deep chuckle as he kissed her softly this time and whispered against her plump lips “Doesn’t matter Aria or Mia, I love every version of you.”
Her heart warmed at his declaration but then she felt constricting coldness against it, because she wasn’t sure if she could return his feelings in equal passion. Not yet.
Abigor must have judged her dilemma as he rested his forehead against her “It’s fine if you can’t love me in this lifetime, I’ll just make sure to make you love me in another”
His words pained her but he offered her a small smile and gripped her small waist tightly, his dick hardening while still being lodged inside her.
She shivered as her nails dug into his shoulder blades.
His gentle hand running through her back went to grip her ass violently as he whispered against her ear “Enough talk, now ride me for real this time. The more you mess up, the harder you’ll be spanked.”
His hand roughly spanked her once “Start.”
Her pussy throbbed as her head fell back and her body slammed back on his length.
Just as easily he had opened the dam of emotions for her, he closed it just as meticulously, making her lose her mind in incredible pleasure.
Aria sat in front of the grand piano, her hand hovering over the piano keys.
For the first time in almost 12 years, she found herself unable to play anything. As if her mind had blanked.
Her hands felt heavy as she gave out a long drawn-out sigh and looked out of the huge window. Cool air from the beach blew her against her face covered in sweat.
It had been almost 3 weeks since she and Abigor had been on holiday. He had dragged her to all parts of the world and forced happiness on her.
The joy she had felt in these 3 weeks was greater than the joy she had felt all her life.
Unconsciously she found herself smiling at the kids running through the beach, with his mother chasing him around.
Even though she had lost Kahlil, she was glad she had found Abigor.
As overbearing as he can be, he was the one for her. She knew it.
At the thought of Kahlil, her smile faltered. It still stung a little.
She wouldn’t blame him for what he did to her, if she was in his position she would have done worse. But still, he had taken a part of her along with him.
She couldn’t help herself as she had transferred 2 million dollars to his account. She wanted him to have a better life, away from her, if that’s what made him happy.
She still remembered how displeased Abigor was when she told him that she had transferred money. He said Kahlil didn’t deserve it and he should fend for himself.
That had led to a mini argument, which was resolved in a few hours by his heavy hands punishing her ass.
She blushed at the memory and looked down at the piano again.
Ever since her revenge was exacted she found herself unable to play anything. As if she had lost purpose.
Her sole reason for learning to play piano was to one day use those skills to get close to Salvador and kill him.
She had dirtied the sacred instrument with the purpose of vengeance, that’s why her skills stood quietly by the side while she struggled to play a single note.
A warm hand enveloped her’s and a soft kiss landed on her throat while Abigor settled on the bench beside her.
“You’re back” she whispered with a slight note of happiness.
No matter how much time they had spent together these last few weeks, she found herself missing him even if he was gone for a few hours to deal with some work.
God knows what work he had in Greece, the place they were in right at this moment. But she didn’t complain and just sat quietly by the window, waiting at his beach house.
He had a property everywhere they went, no matter how far or how close. This guy was filthy rich.
“I missed you” he whispered and pecked her lips before his eyes landed back to the piano “You are back here again.”
She shrugged “Couldn’t help myself. Even though I still can’t play it.”
He frowned at her sad tone as he cupped her face and made her look at him “It’s fine” he whispered to her “We will find you something new.”
She gave him a small smile and turned to look back out of the window. Suddenly, he grabbed her hand making her stand up along with him.
“Let’s go,” he said dragging her towards the main entrance.
“Where are we going?” she asked while snatching her stall on the way to follow him.
“Outside of course” he replied and turned a little to give her a wink “To soak up the sun.”
She shook her head with a small smile and sat under the palm tree.
“I’ll be back” he kissed her forehead and speed-walked back to the beach house before she could ask any questions.
She sighed as she looked ahead and bent her knee and rested her chin against her knees. She closed her eyes with a small smile still plastered on her face as she did nothing but feel the breeze over her face.
The chatter of people around them, the splashing of waves, the laughter of kids, and everything in between, gave her a feeling of serendipity. She found herself smiling most of the time without any reason.