Sultry drive

It should be my room's knob I am twisting but I found myself trespassing Rex's room. And unusually I didn't find him stripping or wearing clothes on the action. He is peacefully sleeping on his bed.

Yes— not stripping and not caught in the action wearing clothes, but topless in bed, with the comforter messed upon his body, covering only the lower half.

I removed my sight from a usual view and minded my business.

If I were him, where should I place the key of my precious car?

Roaming my eyes on the whole of his room, I found no key in the corners. I moved to open the only drawer of his lamp table but I am only welcomed by tons of condoms— unflavored and flavored.

Since we are both adults and I do not care about his sexcapades anyway, that wasn't a big deal to me. Besides, the first time I saw him at a party the mafia organized a few years ago, he is already a walking dickhead. And I proved more of that on my first night here.

I immediately walked to his cabinet, which is also just beside the lamp table.

First little drawer, I found his undergarments.

I opened the second and found three phones.

And the last one, I am welcomed by whips, blindfolds, and for him magazines I am quite sure why he is having.

I grabbed the little alochol bottle I noticed on the lamp table earlier and sprayed it on my palms. I know this is nonsense as I won't be infected by his deadly sins but I am doing it to be sure still.

I bended, trying to look under the bed through my phone's flashlight but it is also not there. Would someone hide their key on the bathroom?

He suddenly grunted which made me turn to him. He is sporting this playful dismayed expression and I can't help but think that he is trying to lure a chick with fake consternation in his dreams.

He also turned around after that and I smirked inwardly when I saw the key, dangling on his pants' empty belt loops. Worried that he may return back to his original position, I immediately neared the bed, but instead of me grabbing the key, his hand was fast to pull me on the bed, and with his strength, I am immediately sunk in it, making me face his bedroom face.

I got to do a face-to-face session with his sleeping face. I also got the opportunity to explore his red ears, high bridge nose, and pinkish lips which are very near to mine now. His breathing touching my cheeks. His chestnut brown hair is ruffled boyishly and now I get why women flock to his feet. The short but thick curly eyelashes he has reminded me of Vienne's. I also noticed that even in his sleep his arms are really hard and strong to imprison me.

He chuckled in his sleep and the next thing I know one of his hands is already cupping my right breast!

My right hand is still aching because of Remus grasps earlier so instead of straining it more, I banged my forehead on him. The sound of it ranged in my ears and I held my forehead for a second because of the pain the impact caused me.

"Man, that felt so real!" he exclaimed, eyes still closed and lips protruding.

His hand flew to his forehead as he open his left eye first. The opening of the right immediately followed when he realized what welcomed him after his dream is my face.

"Wow!" he blurted out. "Did my wildest dream just came true?"

I frowned at how he just declared that me on his bed is his wildest dream. Not contented, I kicked him hard out of his very own bed and the impact of his fall was heard, as well as his complaints.

I immediately stood up on the bed and turned to get to him. I lent my hand towards him, who is still lying on the floor with his other hand holding his back and the other pressing on his forehead.

His smile faltered at my next words and his hopeful expression distorted.

"Hand me the key,"

"No," he declined.

"I can smash and butcher it right now if you won't let me ride it." I seriously warned.

I raise my brow at him when he let a sarcastic smile. Since he didn't disagree again, I bent down to push his naked back to turn him on the side and detach his key from the pants. He remained in his position even when I removed my hands off him.

"Dude, she can just simply ask me in a nicer way without hurting me. Now all I have to wish is for her to not be harsh on my baby too, "

I heard him murmur more laments on the floor before I walked out of the room, grabbing his alcohol on the table.

Baby huh?

Before sitting on the driver's seat, I sprayed alcohol on it to purify things. I haven't seen him with a woman on this car but I am not seeing him 24/7 so who might know if those times he is fucking them here.

I do not have any problems with him enjoying his sex life, he is already an adult. But I do care about my sanitary measures.

I feel so extraordinary wearing the sunglass on, which I found on his dashboard, as I reach the fastest speed of his baby car—the thing he doesn't do with it. His engine, I mean all of it are on fire, I don't know why he is limiting his use on this.

Such a baby boy.

The main plan is to visit the hospital, but instead, I choose to drive to a familiar road, leading to the Saverieda's territory.

I might encounter Remus there— that won't be a good scenario since both of us is currently holding extra baggage for one another. Mr. Saverieda will not be happy with that.

I walked out of the car.

The usually opened large white gate is now closed, making it less welcoming than before. It is too unreasonable to say that the aura of the place immediately changed just because Mrs. Saverieda is not here, but it seems like it. I also notice some of the mafia's calibrated persons, watching me from where they are ordered to guard and observe.

I suddenly felt a gun aimed at me so I turned on the dark part of the place and saw Vienne in her flowy black dress, on a large tree, aiming her nicely polished shotgun at me.

I got your friend's car. Awesome isn't it?

I immediately returned to the car when the gate opened up, revealing someone I avoided to encounter in the hospital. He frantically opened the front of the helmet to only reveal his eyes, showing who he is.

Remus on his big black bike, with his black leather jacket and two silver piercings on, looks very different from the clothes I saw him wear. I don't want to make my head dwell on which clothes suit him best so I shifted my eyes.

I then noticed he is with someone. A familiar figure pass my eyes. The woman who always clings herself to him is on his back. Her whole chest is unnecessarily pressed on Remus's back, making me remember their heated night near the comfort room.

He stopped at the guardhouse. He said something to Remero, the mafia's best guarding assassin, who seemed to guard the territory today. In between the talk, his eyes landed directly on my line of vision, but I didn't falter because the car is heavily tinted. I can even aim a gun on him here and he wouldn't know.

His eyes lasted more on the car, and I saw how he smirked, suddenly pushing the woman's waist more on him, still looking directly at the driver's seat. He then closed his black accented by red helmet before he airily sped up on their way. Braggingly passing the car I am.

My eyes darkened on his move. What does he mean by that?

And now I can't help but think about how he is a hot mess to me earlier— and how he looks like he just calibratedly released his fluid on his woman now.

My emotions got me and I just found myself focusing on the car's accelerator, to keep up with his distance, and it is a plus point that I am in the right vehicle.

We played the racing competition for long minutes and each of us is not wavering, especially now that the road is empty and it seems like we are the king and queen of the cryptic road.

I let my eyes glitter in ecstasy, looking at the helpless woman and her helpless hair because the driver is busy playing God with me. I sneered when he neared me especially now that I have full freedom to overdo Rex's sports car speed and fly away to the road.

Now he can't reach me.

My cellphone lit up so I skimmed at it at the dashboard.

Unknown number:

Wear the seatbelts.

Grabbing the accelarator, I rebelled more, ignoring his pitiful assertion.

"You got the nerve, baby"