CHAPTER 14

“Jason, are you even listening to me?”

“Yes, Dave, I am listening to you. There is no way it is Robert.” I wanted to smack his idiotic head on the wall.

“I do not care where you think he is. I am telling you that man at club was Robbie and he did find me.”

“How are you so sure it was him? You said the club was tightly packed!”

I took a deep breath. He was going to regret asking me that question, again!!!

“Jason?”

“Yes?”

“There is not one inch in my body that he hadn’t left his marks on. What do you think we were doing all the time at the hotel? Just fucking? Nope, he had done more things to me than just fucking, Jason. I am sure, I can know if it is him the way he licked his way up my neck and sucked on it while kneading my waist because he knows every one of my pleasure points, Jace. Do you want to know how I know it is him? He flicked the mole on my V. Now, tell me what are the chances, an absolute stranger in a tightly packed club, drag me to the dance floor, has a fetish of my waist, which is one of my weakness, and knows the back of my neck is so sensitive that I forget my fucking name, and also happens to know there might be a teeny-tiny mole down my treasure trail? Oh, do not forget the fucking twenty feet anaconda that was rubbing upon my ass. Yes, Jason, he had rubbed his dick all over my naked body after his tongue.” I panted.

Absolute silence. “Gee, how do I know that it was him?”

Stupid Jason!

I should not have tried to blind eye to that. I shouldn’t have been overly confident on my hacking skills.

“Well, I asked.”

Damn right he did!

I could hear the disgust and cringe in his words. I rolled my eyes. I told him several times, I knew it was him, but no... he wanted to know, how? This was how!

“You cou... could have just told me, you know how he feels, you know. I did not need to hear all this.”

“I FUCKING DID. You asked how I could be so sure. You are the one who was adamant to make me believe it was not him.”

“Touché’.” I could hear him washing his face. No doubt to clear the graphic image I painted on his mind. “So, did you call so we could fight if it was Robert or not?”

I told him about everything that happened and I was tired when I finished.

“Should have started the call with this bit.”

I sighed. I tried to. The idiot interrupted me with ‘there is no way, Dave’.

“So, it is Robert.”

“Thanks, Jason, for clearing that up!”

“Stop the attitude, right now.”

“Just say something that would calm me.” I needed to hear it was not him, but I knew it was him. I was a mess.

“Do you think he would hurt you?”

“No. At least not in the way you think he would. He would chop his own hands before trying to raise it on me.” But there were a thousand other ways he could hurt me.

And he already did three of it.

I sighed.

“Do you think it might be a good idea to let him catch you and...”

“No.”

He sighed.

“Davidson? Don’t you find it curious that Robert has not cornered you yet?” I was listening. “I mean we are talking about Robert here, why was he in the shadows? I thought that was because he did not know where you were. But, now he knew, but had not tried to come in front of you.”

“That is... curious.” I agreed.

“Do you think something is holding him back? But nothing really stands in his way if he wants. And he wants you.”

I nodded.

“What if he is afraid, Dave?”

“Afraid? Robbie?” I snorted. “He is not afraid of anything, Jace. He does not feel fear. Yes, I agree that is creepy.”

“Except when it comes to you.”

“Yes, except when it comes to me.” But Robbie does not handle fear like everyone else.

“Maybe you guys should meet and...”

“No.”

I hung up the call.

I closed my eyes.

Seeing that steel grey eyes, calling me his Angel, making me a slut, ruining me like a two-dollar whore...

“Robbie... It is so beautiful.”

“Angel...”

“Mmm?”

He hugged me from behind. Small kisses where dropped on my nape.

I giggled. “Robbie, stop it.”

“No.”

“You have to. You have conference.”

“No. I can do whatever I want.”

“You can’t.” I giggled and tried to pull away.

“I can fuck you on this floor, no one will even hear you scream.” Why was his voice so threatening?

Why was it making me hot?

I knew what I was doing. This was the place Janice posted on the Facebook claiming her husband and she, chose this spot to build their new office.

And guess, who went with the husband on the opening day? Who picked the colours, the interior decor, the furniture, the curtains? There was not one thing in this whole building that did not have my approval.

Robbie needed my approval.

He was not so keen on paintings, but I had time to change his mind. And I was going to change his mind.

This building was mine along with its owner.

Janice boasted that he was going to take her to this conference. And who did he take? All I said that, I might be going to some beach with my classmates because I was bored.

There was only one deed that was to be done before this place became completely mine and I wanted it. I wanted Robbie to remember this when he was in here every single time.

“There are people here. I want to go back to hotel.” I ‘pushed’ him away ‘annoyed’.

“You are not going anywhere.” He growled.

“Robbie, you promised me.”

“I did not. You asked me not to touch you, I said the conference was happening in the adjacent room. It was not my fault you thought I would not fuck you with people in the other room. You should know me better.”

Oh I did!

He was not joking. Good.

“Robbie, please, no. Someone might come in and will see me being owned...”

He went wild.

He put me on his shoulders and lowered me to the floor behind the desk.

Why was his jacket on the floor?

Oh.

“Bastard, please lock the door, if someone saw us...”

“NO! I own you. I fucking own you.”

We did it.

I did it. I rocked his world, I knew he liked to hunt and I let him hunt.

He left me covered in his essence, to attend the conference.

God the look in his eyes when he zipped his pants up. He wanted to be with me... in me, to be precise.

Good!

That was where he should be.

I lied there, until he finished his conference behind his desk, naked and dripping, waiting for him.

And he did. He did not go to the celebratory lunch; we did the celebration the way I wanted it to be.

I let him take me to watch the sunset I wanted to watch where I seduced him, made him my puppet and we got to watch the sun rise, at the exact same spot as his wife posted on Facebook.

Jason was asking me to meet him and I knew I would not care about the child if I let him touch me one more time.

I was no Angel.

But there was an unborn baby in the picture, Ace.

What would I feel, if some bitch took my daddy away, and left my mom in tears? His loving memories were my mom’s strength.

I narrowed my eyes as I heard whispers as I walked through the neatly trimmed lawn of my college. I was used to staring but the people who normally ignored were also looking at me in... jealousy?

What in the name of sweet baby Jesus!

Was that a car in my parking spot, which was normally left alone except for some visiting prof cars?

I gulped and noticed the ribbon on the front, announcing it was a gift. I had no idea what the car was even though I had done programmes for automobile sections before.

I noticed the ‘mouse door’ in the front, because my jerk also drove one with mouse door in front. What was the name again? Bugatti something something. Well, this was Bugatti something something if mouse door was their thing!

People were whispering around me.

“Please go to your classes.” I shouted without looking away from the car.

What the heck was he thinking?

I noticed ‘his’ card stapled to the ribbon.

My Sweet Angel, I do not like you driving rentals. Kisses.

Of course, R with an A on the other side.

I ground my teeth together.

I called Jason right away after sending him the photo of the nuisance of a car. “I do not care if mom fires your ass, I want you to come here and remove this car from my spot ASAP.” I rolled my eyes as Jason screamed like a fan boy on the other side.

“Yes, you can have it, I do not care.”

“Are you sure? It is Bugatti Vey...”

“I do not care if it is Santa Clause Sleigh, I want it removed.”

I turned around and there were people still staring.

“WHAT?”

I ignored them and walked to my lab, of course, the whole place was valentine’s day party place.

I fucking threw away ‘adorable’ gifts from ‘my fans’.

I hated it. I hated this feeling!

I squeezed my eyes shut and some tears did escape.

There was one gift that stood out.

The key of the car and a note attached.

No wonder you forgot all about me. You have some serious admirers. Too bad, I made you mine and you are going to stay that way.

I sniffled and wiped my tears.

“Watch me Robbie. I am not yours, not anymore.”