“It’s simple, your heart. I could hear your escalated heart beats.” He answered shamelessly, throwing a napkin over my face. I caught it with surprise and looked up at him. He was standing, stretching his hands open in the air. Bastard, always know how to get on my nerves. I walked towards him and started dabbing his forehead, keeping distance. As I dried his forehead, I moved to his abs, keeping my eyes on it, trying not to look weird, but I knew I was losing my mind again. As my other fingertips touched his torso, he jerked my hand in his and pressed it over his stomach. I looked up to face him.
“What?” I asked, blinking at him, acting innocent. He nodded his head in negative but picked me up around his waist. I wrapped my legs around him. He rested me over the seat of a nearby machine.
“What are you doing here? At this time?” He questioned, standing between my legs, resting his hands over my waist.
“Searching for you.” I answered. He smirked and leaned to kiss, but I pushed him.
“You are too sweaty.” I complained while glancing at his torso, tracing my finger in the air to show him. He signed and took a step back.
“Did you exercise early this morning?” I questioned, as I find it quite weird. It wasn’t even five in the morning, everyone was sleeping, just a few guards were pacing in the mansion, which is weirder than usual.
“No, I was -“
“Stressed?” I completed the rest, and he nodded, pecking at my bosoms, making me laugh at his behavior. I gasped as he pressed my bottom into his hands.
“Why are you stressed? Some problem?” I asked, and he tightened his lips in a straight line. He is in some serious trouble. I know I can’t expect him to tell me everything true as he never told nor going to. I pulled him closer, wrapping my hand around his neck.
“I can help you if you want me to.” I asserted, resting my forehead over his. He signed loudly and sneaked his hands in my t-shirt, roaming his hands over my bare back.
“I have a decision to make. If I take that decision I will ensure safety but it will lead to unbalanced beautiful things.” He confessed. It seems very difficult for him. He stood on a path where both were going to lead him to face loss.
“Think what’s more important for you and do what you need to do instead of what you have to do. I am sure you will get your answers.” I confessed, taking his face in my hand, and leaned to kiss him. Sucking his lower lip in mine subtly, he traced my spine under my t-shirt while taking my lower lip in his. I invaded his mouth while inserting my tongue inside of his mouth. He groaned loudly and rubbed his rising pleasure for me, creating a new paradise for both of us. I stroked his tongue with mine, tracing every edge. His one hand was roaming over my back and another sneaked to press my bosoms. He pressed left breast harder as I took his tongue inside mine, sucking, creating nerve cracking pleasure ripples. He suddenly broke our paradise to look at me in my eyes, still holding the daze of our love in his eyes, panting simultaneously with me, over my lips.
“No matter what or whatever reason, I am not going to let it lose what we have gained against battling with time. Even if you don’t like it, I won’t let it.” He pledged with a dead serious tone, but I didn’t understand what he said.
“What was Arius?” I questioned, taking his face in my hands again, with fear. I don’t know what I was afraid of, but I wasn’t getting any good vibes from it.
“Nothing, ignore it. I found out what I desire more than any tag or your thoughts about me.” He confessed, caressing my jaw with the back of his fingers, watching me with heated passion.
“Arius? You are scaring me.” I responded, leaning over his heart to listen to the music, which calmed me down. He wrapped his hands around me and picked me up in bridal style, approaching the door of the gym.
“Don’t worry, Snowflake, I have ruined a lot of lives more than you can even count.” He added, walking out towards his bedroom. I tried to bury myself in his chest, hearing his words, wanting me to run away from myself, from my consciousness.
“Why are you saying something like this?” I questioned, on his neck closing my eyes, not wanting to look at him.
“My fragile, have you done any drugs?” He crossed questions, taking a turn in his path. I nodded my head in negative instead of speaking.
“Then you don’t know what addiction is. I can do anything to keep my addiction to me and I mean anything.” He explained, but it only raises my worry about him. He entered his bedroom and laid me down on his bed.
“Can’t you tell me straightforwardly?” I asked him, as he stood up, removing his track pants, letting his erect manhood free from his cage.
“I have to tell you and I know nothing is going to change with that.” He answered, leaning forward to take off my t-shirt casually and then moved to my shorts. He pulled down and threw aside without glancing at it as his eyes traveled over my curves.
“What’s the problem with my clothes?” I asked as I reminded his behavior.
“Only we are allowed over our bed, not our clothes.” He commented with a smirk and climbed the bed hovering over me, kissing my shoulder and neck softly and biting periodically, making me moan.
He adjusted his Everest of desire between my legs and interlocking our hands; he entered me gazing into my eyes as he wanted to remind me of this night forever. His every stroke was rising, my heart beat reaching new records of creating the unfazed pleasure waves with his firm strokes. He wasn’t kissing me at all; I understand he wanted to observe my expression when he drugged me with him, his rising addiction, how much I desire him, how deep I got connected to him.
“Why are you doing this slow?” I questioned as he wasn’t moving too slow inside me, but lust didn’t blind him at all. His eyes were filled with a passion for me, craving to please me, not gaining pleasure from me.
“I don’t want to end it at all.” He added, peeping at me with adoration.
“Kiss me, Arius.” I demanded as he held my hands laced with his. He smiled and leaned in, kissing passionately with pouring intensity in it. We loved each other until sun rises, he wasn’t tired of our constant slow love making instead of rough fucking. I enjoy both equally because I am doing it with him. I was wondering what happened that Arius wanted this way of fucking as he enjoys rough more. His behavior makes me worried about him.
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I was working in his office, checking a few files he gave me, but they had already blackened numerous lines from reports, as he didn’t want me to know about it. Everything here is fishy and when I ask no one to answer as my words never reach their ears. I feel like I am checking files which are already checked and designed for me to check, blacking out a few words or sometimes even paragraphs to hide restricted information from me. They were shipping and transportation papers and reports of their handling, but what they transported was hidden.
Arius didn’t answer my questions but said I wanted work to do so, here it is and also told me that I don’t need to work, I am here for him not for work making me angry at his words but he kissed instead of apologizing me, when I scolded him for his words and left to handle some work. He looked so excited to do that as he was waiting for it.
There isn’t anything to do about actual work, so I walked out of his office to learn more about his home. I noticed there is an immense room only for photographs. Alex promised me to show everything, but she and Nicole had gone out. It’s clear that they both are in a relationship, but still hiding from everyone. I never asked about it openly because it’s not my place to ask.
I looked around carefully, realizing that I lost my way again. God, this maze needs instructions at every corner or names like roads have and I took right because I was already lost no matter where I went. I will remain lost until someone finds me, so I Kept walking aimlessly for a few minutes. I came across downstairs at the end of the corridor. Thinking it would lead me to the ground floor, I started approaching it.
Ahhhhhhhhh
I halted in my pace, hearing a throat scratching scream coming from downstairs.