Vera’s POV
I wasn’t aware William could be this funny and cool to be around. Well, since he came here I’ve laughing my guts out because of his jokes.
I said thanks to his words earlier and I offered him a drink.
“Coffee will be fine.” He had said and I went into the kitchen to whip up one for him.
“Sometimes I like my coffee plain. Just plain instant coffee.” He told him while trotting into the kitchen behind me.
I smiled at his words and looked him over my shoulder when I said.
“So that means, tonight’s own won’t be bland?”
“Nah, not when I’m with a beautiful lady like you.”
Oh, he really is flirting. I only smiled at his words as I went over to the kitchen, putting the coffee machine at work.
In a short time, I had everything set for him and he followed me to the living room, still cracking his endless jokes to which I smiled and laughed out loud when it was too funny.
I offered him some quesadilla pastry. Thank God my housekeeper made those before leaving tonight.
The young man delved into those, sipping his coffee and munching on the quesadilla.
“Wow,” he hummed, sliding his tongue over his wet lips to clean the droplets of coffee. “Honestly, this tastes like my grandma’s. Never really knew you could make such.”
I blushed lightly at his comment before I revealed the truth. “It was my housekeeper that taught me how to do it.”
“She did a nice job. Some men love their coffee carefully made. So when the woman gets it perfect, they tend to stick to her more…”
I didn’t really take his words seriously but eyes began to trail around my body. They lingered more on my lips before dropping to the towel around my chest.
I became too self-conscious, honestly. I mean, I don’t want William to be looking at me as such.
So, I tried to get my legs off of the table only for it to hit on the small coffee table beside me, adding to the pain I feel from the blisters.
“Ouch!” I cry out, holding my aching leg. I heard William rushing over to my side.
“Shit! Where does it hurt?” He thundered.
Before I understood what was going on, William already sat beside me, holding my leg over his thighs.
“No, that’s not necessary!” I protested, wanting to pull my leg away but his grip was firm.
“Allow me to help you, Vee…” He grunted.
I still refused, tugging my leg away but before then… I heard a voice growl behind us.
My heart began to roar, hammering loudly and insanely over my chest and ears.
David.
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William and I shoot to our feet as I take David in firmly.
He’s holding a bottle of wine and two glasses
It’s not his looks that shocks me. It’s his words.
“Mine!”
He says it like he means it and it stirs something inside me.
I become weak in the knees instantly, wanting to clutch my rapidly thudding heart.
I’m too lost that I don’t even realize when David hurried over and tucked Williams’s shirt collar in his hands.
I hear William choking, wanting to breathe easily but David didn’t let go.
“What do you think you’re doing, William? Touching her like that?” David growls, pushing William into the couch.
“David stop. Please.” I say when I finally get myself.
” I always knew your intentions weren’t genuine.” David barks, smashing his fist on Williams’s face.
I tilt over, taking David’s bicep into my hands, pulling him back.
“Mr. Truman…” William chokes, his eyes turning heavenward.
“You’ll kill him, stop,” I yell but David isn’t listening.
I don’t know if Andrei is around. I think I should call him.
I search for David’s phone and I find it. Thankfully, it isn’t locked so I go through his contacts and call Andrei.
“Andrei, please come to my apartment.”
David’s eyes were bloodshot by the time Andrei got upstairs and William had received unending blows.
Seeing the fight, Andrei hurries over and powerfully drags David away from William..
“Son of bitch!” David spits out.
William stumbles on his feet but I don’t make the mistake of going to help him.
I stand by the corner, watching both men. David isn’t looking at himself at all. He grits his teeth so hard I think they’re going to break in two.
“You take your fucking ass to your wife!!” David roars.
What?
My eyes widen as his words go into my ears.
William is married?
And he was flirting so easily with me?
Oh, God. He…he wanted to fuck me and go? Does he really think that’s what I do? I mean…I don’t do that again since David proposed our fling affair.
“I’m…fuck. I’m sorry, Mr. Truman.” William stutters. Honestly, I can’t even find it in me to talk now. I only watch the man wobbling on his feet.
“Just get the fuck out!” Andrei orders.
William nods. “Just don’t…shit!” He hisses at the threatening look on David’s face.
I know that look. It’s the type he gave Mr. Blacksmith. It means David will make sure William loses his job.
I swallow down the lump in my throat as I watch the man leave with a sullen look on his face.
When the door slams shut, Andrei releases David from his hold.
I watch the man’s heaving chest. His disheveled hair makes me want to run my fingers through them.
His tight jaw not doing justice to his ungodly handsome face. David’s muscles bunch in his shirt, wanting to pop out.
God, I just stand there not moving an inch. I don’t even know what to say except throwing glances between David and Andrei.
David stabs his fingers through his hair as he curses. He pins one hand over his waist, moving back and forth.
When he looks at me, I feel his icy gaze drench my body.
I quickly bring my eyes over to the floor in shame or fear. I don’t know but I can’t stand the look he gives me.
Andrei blurts amid the eye contest.
“You almost killed a man, boss.”
His words make David make some noise at the back of his throat.
“You’ve got to be keeping yourself in check more, boss.” Andrei tosses me a look and then back at David.
At that moment, he struts over the hallway and exits my apartment.
The air around David and me becomes charged. I tense under his gaze.
My hammering heart makes my hands tremble.
What the fuck is wrong with me?
I can feel David sending daggering looks my way, and I lower my head like a child wanting to be scolded by the parent.
Hell, I shouldn’t have let William in. I shouldn’t allowed him to step even an inch closer to me.
When I couldn’t take anymore, I began strutting away, rushing to get to my room.
Only David’s big hand traps my wrist, stopping me from moving.
My heart jerks at the touch of his hand.
“So this is it?” He yells.
“This is what?” I bark at him.
He steps closer to me. God, I can feel his heat seeping into my body.
My eyes pause at his chest that’s peeking through his shirt.
“You’re now into married men, isn’t it?” he asks to my displeasure.
I duck my wrists from his hand and spit. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“You fucking let William touch you!” He thunders, throwing his hands up.
“What is bad in that if he was trying to help me?” I rasp back.
He begins closing the remaining space between us until my back hits the wall.
“Everything fucking thing is wrong with that. You’re not allowed to be touched by any fucking man or woman.” He snarls.
I find myself breathing hard. It’s hard to take breaths normally with him this close.
“Why?” I breathe, looking expectantly at him.
He smirks cruelly as he says.
“Because you’re mine.”
My heart stops beating momentarily at his words. When it picked up race again, it was roaring over my chest. My ears. All around me. I’m sure David can hear it.
“You’re mine to touch. Taint. Kiss. Help. Mine to fuck.”
His eyes are bloodshot with a hint of possession in them.
I open my mouth to speak but I can’t find any words. My mouth wobbles but the instant David runs his index finger over my lips, I gasp so loudly. I hear him growl too. But it was from lust rather.
“I’m…yours? For real?” I finally let out the only words I can out.
But his next words make my whole body turn liquid.
“I love you so much, Vera. I fucking do.”
All I did was gasp. All I did was moan as David held my chin in his hand. He brings my face up and I look into his eyes to see the intensity of what he feels. I can see mine reflecting too.
And suddenly, without warning or hesitation, David claims my lips in a heated kiss.
To be continued…