chapter 18

I should have known all the flatteries, the surprises, the gifts, the sweet gestures were just his

efforts to get me to bed. But why did i feel a little hurt in my chest ? He was warm and tender all

night, why'd he turned cold and distance in the morning ? Of course, i wast just a fling to him,

he wanted me in bed department only. He despised any further companion. I shouldn't have interrupted his breakfast time.

I spent all noon in my room, replaying last night. I didn't regret losing my virginity, for it was the

best sex i'd had ever dreamed of. Couldn't imagined better than that. How could i think about

this while i had a boyfriend ? I shook my head to erase the memory.

I can't believed he worked on Sunday. He had more money than god, why'd he worked on

Sunday. The door to his study was opened. Was someone in there ? I peeked in but no one

inside. I braced my self to stepped in. And my eyes widened to see the same leather chair he

had with my father's. I scanned the room and spotted a telephone on the desk. I grabbed it

quick. I needed to call my father, he must be worried. But as soon as i typed the number, i

hesitated. Would it be okay to call ? But i needed to inform my father that i was fine, i didn't

want him to worry.

I pressed the call button and listened to the ring. But no one picked it up. I tried it again, but

still no answer. I grew frustrated, but an idea crossed my mind. Ryan ! I had to call him. I typed

his number and called him. It took long but he answered in a last ring.

"Hello?" He asked, i held my breath. I couldn't believed i heard his voice. My tears swelled in

my eye

"Hello ? Who is this?" He asked again.

"Ryan, it's me." I whispered.

"Cassy ? Jesus, are you alright ?"

"I'm fine. Ryan, look. I don't have much time. I need you to."

I didn't finish my line because someone grabbed the phone away from my grip, i turned

instantly. And saw a very angry James glaring down at me. He threw the phone to the desk and

punched it hard, i screamed. The phone broke into pieces. I took a step back until my back met

the book shelf. His hand was bleeding, he stalked towards me.

"Did you just call your fuckin' boyfriend ?" He hissed and grabbed my arm hard.

"Do you want to run away with him ?"

"I didn't.."I tried to speak but he cut me by punching the boom shelf.

"Please, stop."I cried pleading. Why he kept hurting himself.

"You can leave my study" He said.

He turned his back on me bending on the desk. His bleeding more leaked as he tighten his fist.

It occurred to me now, he did it because he was trying so hard not to hurt me. He was holding

back with all the power he had, instead he hurt himself. I found the guts to take a step closer.

reached his wounded hand, but he flinched away. I tried to reach again with a force now.

"Let me check it." It should be aided. There were few cuts and bruises.

I let go of his hand and started to make a way, but he gripped my hand immediately.

"I was just going to get a water and aid bands." I said softly, he let go of me.

I came back with a bowl of warm water and medicine box. He still leaned on the desk. I asked

him to sit on the leather chair while i put the bowl on the desk. I pulled the roller chair next to

him. I sat and dipped the towel to the bowl and squeezed it.

"May i?" I asked for his hand.

He looked at me intensely but gave his hand. I cleaned the wound and dried it.

"I didn't mean to run away. I was just calling him to inform my father that i'm fine." I explained

softly careful to chose my words.

"Still, i didn't like it." | looked up to him. "I don't like the idea of you have any contact with him."

I chose not to answer. I put on the aid bands and twisted it around his fist. I tied it up and

caressed my work. He quickly grabbed my waist soi straddled on his lap.

You're mine, you know that ?" He asked as he trailed a finger on my thigh.

"l'm the only one who can have you." He said with a firm voice as his finger went higher.

"No, don't"I pleaded with a husky voice as i tried to stop his finger.

"Only me who can touch you." He found my wet folds. He slipped his finger through my panties

and grazed my clit.

I moaned and squeezed his shoulders. He slid his finger in me and my head fell back to the

sensation.

"Please.."I begged.

He thrust his finger in me and put in another one. He only fucked me with two fingers but my

head was about to explode. He sucked my neck and bit it, it will leave a hickey. But god knew it

sent a hell to my core. His wounded hand kept my waist down so i can't move. He made me

crazy as i felt a spark in my core. He groaned as i grabbed his hair. He fasten his thrust and put a

pressure on my clit. And i was done, i moaned loudly and collapsed to his chest.

Once i collected my breathing, i looked into his eyes. He stared at me long enough before

saying.

"You're coming with me, tomorrow."

"What ? Where ?" I asked confused.

"Bali.