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Skyler’s POV
She snuggled deeper into me as she fell asleep in my arms, and I wrapped my arms around her waist to protect her from this cruel world. Despite her ordeal, she refuses to let anyone bring her down and attempts to stand on her own two feet. She doesn’t expect anyone to pick her up when she falls, but I’ll be there for her every step of the way now.
Nothing can keep me away, and I will get her son back regardless of the cost. Her brow furrowed in her sleep, and she let out a small cry of pain. I continued to stroke her hair softly while whispering sweet nothings into her ear. I looked down at her after she had calmed down and wondered what words I had said before she fell asleep
I knew it wasn’t the right time to express how I felt, but I didn’t care anymore; I just needed to get those words out of my system. Perhaps she doesn’t feel the same way, but no matter what happens, I will never leave her side. The thought of her going back to that douche made my blood boil, and I wouldn’t let her go even if she had to.
My gaze shifted away from hers and toward the tattoo on my chest. As I placed my hand on it, a smile spread across my lips. I couldn’t believe it when I first met Amira, I couldn’t get her out of my head, and before I knew it, I was at the tattoo parlor getting a tattoo of her. I knew there was more to her than that feisty girl at the bar, and I knew I’d gone too far.
I knew there was more to her than that feisty girl at the bar, and I knew I’d gone too far.
I reached for the phone beside me as I received a message, careful not to wake Amira up. As I read the text from Dexter asking about my whereabouts, I sighed and stared at the screen. They all suspected something was wrong because I rarely came home and when I did, it was only for emergencies.
Griselda has been bombarding me with questions, but I have kept my mouth shut, refusing to answer anything. But she knew it involved a girl because of the way she looked at me every time I came through those doors, and seeing the excitement in her eyes told me it was worth the wait. Sophia and Griselda were always complaining about how they wished there were more women in the house, but due to unforeseen circumstances, those hopes were dashed.
Out of all the girls I’ve met, I’ve never felt such strong feelings I feel for Amira before. I promised myself I would never fall in love, but that promise crumbled the moment my eyes fell on her. Her feisty demeanor and the way she moved her hips to the beat drew my attention, and I found myself falling deep into a hole.
“How come you aren’t sleeping?” Her voice sounded groggy because she had been sleeping.
“I suppose I’m not tired,” I smiled at her and kissed the tip of her nose.
She sat up, scrunching up her face, and shuddered as the wind hit her bare skin. Her cheeks flushed, and she wrapped herself in the duvet. My hands latched onto her and pulled her down to me, laughing at her adorable reaction. As I began to tweak her nipples, she let out a surprised squeal and her mouth formed an “o” shape.
“Amira, someone is waiting for you at the door,” A knock on the door made us both look at each other.
She cleared her throat and replied, “I’ll be out in a sec,” before getting up to get dressed.
“I hope they didn’t hear how loud you were,” I teased her, enjoying how her cheeks flushed even more.
“Shut up, you were even worse,” he said. She then sped off to the door, where she slung a pillow in my direction before slamming it behind her.
Standing up, I went to the closet and started putting on new clothes. When I was finished, I made the bed and exited the room. As I walked to the kitchen, it was dead silent, and Amira was wide-eyed at the man in front of her. Donald was shielding her with his body and yelling profanities at the guy.
“Get out of here before I cut off your dick,” Donald yelled as he tried to shove the man.
“We both know you can’t pull that off, angel boy,” He had the audacity to wink at him while casting him a wicked grin.
Seeing the fear in Amira’s eyes, I dashed over to where everyone was and stepped between Donald and the unknown guy. My hand clasped Amira’s and squeezed it gently. Her tense muscles relaxed, and she gripped my arm tightly as if her life depended on it.
Taking a good look at him, I realized why Amira wanted to hide. Kendrid stood in front of me, smirking at Amira, and I wanted to bash his face in with my bare hands.
“Take your eyes away from her, you jerk,” I took a step forward, growling at him.
“And who could you be?” He squared his shoulders and gave me an indifferent look.
“Oh, you don’t want to know,” I chuckled wickedly before clenching my fists and hitting him square in the jaw.
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Amira’s POV
My eyes widened as his fist collided with Kendrid’s face, and I tried to flee Donald’s back, but he held me down and gave me a stern look. I gave up after a few attempts and watched the horrible scene unfold. As Kendrid’s hands punched Skyler’s stomach, I let out a whimper, but he remained expressionless, landing another blow on his face.
“Did she spread her legs for you as well?” Kendrid growled, pointing at me.
“That’s none of your business, now get out of here,” Skyler shoved him, but before he could close the door in his face, he smirked and raked his disgusting eyes over me.
“I’ll be back soon, baby, I’ll get you back no matter what,” he said as he walked out the door, leaving me uneasy.
My hands gripped Skyler’s as he tried to chase Kendrid, and his eyes softened when he looked back at me. He drew me closer to his chest and stroked my hair without saying anything. After a few moments of silence, I heard pairs of footsteps and assumed that Donald and Chloe were returning to their room, leaving us alone.
The unease returned as I remembered his final words before leaving. He wouldn’t give up so easily when he saw me with a guy, but whatever he was planning won’t be good, so I had to mentally and physically prepare myself for whatever he was planning behind his sick head.
My thoughts turned to Carl, and I felt compelled to shield my infant son from his biological father. I knew he wouldn’t hurt Carl, but he didn’t care about him; he was just using my innocent baby boy as a pawn to entice me in and never let me out of his sight.
Being back there made me sick to my stomach because of the disgusting things I had to go through. If I disobeyed him, he would tie me to the bed and torture me until I couldn’t make a sound; sometimes he would suffocate me with a pillow just to teach me a lesson; I honestly thought I would die in his hands, but thank God I got out of there before things got worse.
But now I had a single goal in mind: get Carl out of there no matter what. I wanted him to be free to experience all that life has to offer. I wanted him to be loved and to know what true love is. I buried my face deeper into Skyler’s chest as tears poured out of my eyes, feeling a stab of pain in my chest.
“I’m so scared, Skyler,” I said, expressing my genuine fear.
He didn’t say anything, just gripped me tighter and drew me closer to him. My racing mind was calmed by his scent, and I fisted his shirt in my hands as tears blurred my vision. I closed my eyes and inhaled his sweet and manly scent, exhausted. As a sudden sleep overtook me, my mind became foggy and my body felt weak.
As I felt myself being lifted into the air, I forced my eyes open and looked up to see Skyler’s face so close to mine. With a gasp, I averted my gaze from his and looked at myself. My eyes widened as he gently placed me on the bed and stroked my hair softly.
“What happened?” my mind asked, trying to recall previous memories.
“You fell asleep after that jerk left, and I carried you up here,” he said, his jaw tightening when he mentioned Kendrid.
With a sigh, he drew me closer until I was lying on his chest, inhaling my scent. As his hands began to massage my tense muscles, his eyes closed. I leaned up to kiss his nose with a small smile on my lips. I shrugged as he raised his eyebrows in question, blinking adorably. I didn’t want to think about everything that had happened recently; I just wanted to feel Skyler’s warmth.
“Oh, you want to play this game, don’t you?” He flipped us over with a naughty grin on his lips, causing me to yelp.
He dipped down and began peppering kisses all over my face while staring deeply into my eyes, causing me to laugh. When his hands started tickling my sides, I threw my head back and laughed. His eyes twinkled mischievously before he snatched my lips with his.