I tried to stand up from the bed, the champagne I had devoured in the party was making my head hurt and the room was spinning. Christian’s hands hand returned to my shoulders.
“Get your hands off me, don’t touch me!” I yelled running away from him.
I climbed down from the bed, he was standing there in all majesty and beauty and all I wanted to do was to get away from him.
He’s been lying to me all this while?
“Kylee what happened?” He asked turning to Kylee.
“I yelled at her because she didn’t want to get into the house, I don’t think it’s what’s making her angry though ” Kylee said with a shrug.
“I want to go home” I said hugging my self.
“Kylee, leave us” Christian said, his eyes were cold and he was looking exactly the way he looked when he was with Mr Mason, as if he was concerning a prey.
“No, Kylee isn’t going anywhere” I said.
Kylee’s mouth flew open in shock, then she was about to say something.
“Kylee ” Christian said, his voice held a warning.
“Yes sir” I watched as she scrambled away from the room.
My shoulders sagged and I turned to Christian, all the hardness had left his eyes and now it was replaced with fear.
“Baby, what’s wrong?” He asked me anxiously.
“I’m a naive slut… How could you lead me on and do this to me and how can you still have guts to come back to me?” I asked, big fat tears slipped through my eyes and I couldn’t stop my shoulders from shaking violently, he took one step towards me.
I held my hand out like a shield and took on step backwards.
“Don’t, stay right where you are!” I yelled.
He stilled, bit his bottom lip and shook his head slowly.
“I didn’t know you would hear that. I didn’t mean for you to hear it. You know how much you mean to me, you’re the most important person in my life”
“Stop lying Christian, please stop. Stop from the moment I walked home in that rain to find you in my house my life has never remained the same. I’ve been lied to, cheated, beaten, almost raped, fired from my job and published as a maniac in the news, at least give me the truth for once”
“You want the truth?” He asked me softly.
My entire body froze, I heard the blood pumping in my ears and a single tear hovered on my chin waiting to fall on my chest.
I shook my head softly, scared of the truth.. the room was quiet, too quiet.
“I want the truth ” I whispered.
“You’re the best thing that has ever happened to me and I can not let anything happen to you, never. Mr Mason has a grudge on me and he’s angry that Wayne, killed his nephew. He wants revenge, I can take him. I don’t care if he comes after me and points a gun in my head when I’m asleep, but if you’re involved, Jenna, if he tries to hurt you to get to me, it I’ll be the end of me. I wouldn’t forgive myself ”
Somewhere on the line while I listened to him, my breathing had gotten ragged and heightened.
“I lied to him so he would forget about you, to make him feel you mean nothing to me, you mean the world to me and I can’t let him hurt you”
He took a step towards me, I took a step back. His hands flew to his hair and he swept his fingers through, tousling it just the way I like but he was troubled and frustrated and scared that I was leaving him.
He didn’t like as I walked away from him.
“Please, please let me hold you” he begged.
I still didn’t know what to make of his confession, I hadn’t made up my mind yet.
He took a step towards me again, I took one away from him and he fell to his knees. He was quiet and still, staring at me with pleading eyes.
“Believe me, please”
The words was the missing piece, I ran to him and hugged him, I found myself on my knees burying my face in his neck. I cried hard and he was still, too still.
After a while, I pulled out of the hug and he stood p and carried me to the bed.
“Are you hungry?” He asked me.
I shook my head, I had no appetite.
He shrugged off his suit jacket and tossed it on the floor.
My tears had tried and I felt exhausted, there was a ticking clock in the room, I checked the time, it was thirty nine minutes past three.
It’s late. I turned back to see Christian staring at me.
“You know you’re everything to me, don’t you?” He asked me, this time he was asking and not telling.
I found the concept hard to believe, there was nothing special about me and he was so… He was too much for me, I didn’t even deserve him.
I shook my head. He inhaled sharply and a pained expression crossed his face, she looked like he was trying hard not to sob.
“I’m new to all this, I’ve never been in a relationship. Is there something I’m doing wrong or is there something I’m not doing at all, I can give you anything you want, everything”
The fact that he could give me anything I wanted scared me, he was powerful and everything I ever dreamt of having.
Let’s talk about this tomorrow, come to bed” I whispered.
“I want to talk about it now, talk to me, why don’t you talk to me?”
“I feel like I don’t deserve you and you’ll figure it out soon. There are finer women out there and your words to Mr Mason mirrored my fear. I’ll get over it once I sleep”
He looked more pained but he turned around and switched off the lights. I didn’t see him rather I felt his presence and the mattress dipped when he climbed on it. His hands found mine, he never failed with his night vision and he held my hands in his
“I love you” he whispered.
I shut my eyes.
“I love you” I said but my voice didn’t sound convincing, instead it sounded strained and forced.
He felt for my zipper in the darkness and he pulled it down. I slipped my arms out of the straps of the dress and I kicked it off. My hands went to his belt and I unbuckled it. I zipped his trousers out and he took it down. We were removing our clothes with a crazed urgency, I wanted to feel his skin, I wanted him to bury himself deep inside me, I wanted him to make love to me and show me how cherished I am.
It was the only way we could reassure ourselves of our love for each other. Mad in seconds we were naked and hungry.