~ISSA
Our eyes remained locked- our gazes unwavering.
She opened her mouth to say something but stopped. I didn’t know what to expect if she eventually did. Perhaps, she would lash out at me for breaking my promise and decide to storm out of the house.
I wasn’t scared of the first, it was expected. But the latter? That would be terrible.
I ran my fingers nervously through my hair. I had seen her angry and I knew how terribly she handled even the slightest of matters.
There was no telling what she would do now.
She gritted her teeth and walked away. I didn’t need to hear a word from her to understand that she was angry.
“Yu- Yulia. . .” My voice was heavy and loud enough to be heard, yet she ignored me and walked to the door.
My heart skipped a beat at that moment. What if she actually left?
There was no stopping her as I had blown my chances by letting Iran force himself out of me.
It came as a relief though, when she rested her back against the door and threw me a stare that was capable of murdering me.
I wanted to go to her but I decided against it. The last time I tried that, walking away had become the hardest task.
I sighed. Silence was not going to get us anywhere. So I took the initiative and broke it.
“Yulia… I am sorry for Iran’s behavior earlier. He is quite stubborn and strong-willed, difficult to handle sometimes.”
She kept a bland look on her face, clearly showing that she cared less about what I had to say.
I shrugged. “I know you are angry and don’t want to speak to me, it’s fine. I would honour our agreement and stay as far away from you as possible.”
I walked to an armchair. It was very small, but I sat on it anyway. She stepped away from the door and walked back to the bed.
I noticed the way she threw a scrutinising gaze my way but I pretended not to notice. In the end, she also broke her silence.
“You can share the bed with me. We’ll separate it with pillows so that our bodies don’t come in contact with each other. There’s no way I would be able to sleep, knowing that someone is watching me all night.”
She tried to sound natural but the look in her eyes betrayed her tone. Her gaze was soft, showing that she actually cared about my wellbeing.
I smiled. I could have refused but I gave in. After all, it was just for tonight.
I swiftly made my way to her and in the next second, I was beside her on the bed. She kept her word of dividing the bed with pillows.
I slowly turned my back to her and I heard her do the same. We looked like a couple who got into a fight and wouldn’t speak to each other.
Despite the pillows separating us, we kept scooting away from each other and at one point, I almost fell off the edge of the bed.
I released a shaky breath and I heard Iran mock me. I ignored him.
‘Coward, you want the girl so badly. She’s right there beside you. Claim her. . .’ Iran whispered.
I shook my head suddenly and tried to squeeze my eyes shut. Now was not the time for such thoughts.
But Iran was hellbent on torturing me tonight. He sent me memories of us kissing earlier, I saw the way I ran my hands over her body and I shivered.
Heat pulsated at my core and I felt myself getting harder. I instantly squeezed my legs together, in an attempt to hide my erection.
I dared to peer at Yulia and saw that she still had her back to me. So I slowly turned to face her.
‘Look at the outline of her ass. I know you badly want to grab her butt again but unfortunately, you’re a coward…’ Iran went on.
I swallowed hard as my breathing deepened and my lust started getting to me.
‘I know you want her. Come on, just touch her and she’ll let you in because she wants the same thing.’
It was hard to think straight with Iran fueling me and Yulia so close to me. In the end, I lifted my fingers and dared to outstretch them in her direction.
‘That’s a good boy. Show the little woman who is the boss. Make her scream your name while you fuck her tonight… ‘
My finger was almost touching her when I instantly pulled away and faced the ceiling.
‘I can’t fucking do this! It’s wrong.’
Iran scoffed. ‘As expected, he chooses to be the pussy. Goodnight, coward.’
I sighed heavily when I saw that Iran had finally given up on me. I turned away from Yulia and hugged myself, hoping that sleep would come soon and end the torture called night.
I had no idea when I eventually fell asleep. The next time my eyes flew open, the room was bright and I was enveloped in warmth.
I smiled and lifted myself slightly only to meet Yulia laying on me with her eyes looking into mine.
I froze. But not because of the fact that she was on me but because of the beauty she had enslaved in those gray eyes.
I could not bring myself to look away in those split seconds.
Suddenly, her eyes widened as realisation struck and she flinched away from me in one swift action.
“What the fuck, you pervert!”
I looked taken aback by her accusation. “What was that for?”
“Why am I here? Why did you come into my territory?” She screamed.
I stared at her in disbelief. “I should be asking you that. You were the one sleeping on me.”
“Admit it, you’re a pervert! You tried to jump me in my sleep!”
“I am not that type of man. If I want a woman, I take her while she is conscious of her actions!” I spat.
Yulia was about to add something else when a knock sounded heavily on the door.
“Who the fuck is that?” I roared.