“I’m not lying, I did fall.” I say with more confidence than before. He growls, charging at me and lifts me by the backs of my thighs, tossing me on top of the bed. His strong body settles between my legs and I revel in his warmth. For someone I am forbidden to be with, he’s one of two people I feel safe around and the other is Mr. Knight; my recurring client, who pays top dollar for a couple of hours with me. Unfortunately; just like Case, they’re just stolen moments that take me out of my head and into a fantasy world that will never be reality for me.
“Lyla, I’m trying really hard here not to punish you for lying to me. I’m going to give you one more chance to tell me the truth or I’m going to strip you naked and fuck it out of you.” he grits and I gasp.I can’t tell him the truth. How do I explain everything to him? I can’t.“Really think about what your next move is going to be,” he reminds me as his hands glide up my ribcage and over the curve of my breast. I moan, wrapping my legs around his waist because fuck it. If I can distract him with sex rather than telling him the truth then I will use my body to my advantage. “You make me want to snap, Lyla. Do you know how bad I want you?” he asks and I shake my head.
“I didn’t know you wanted me at all. I thought we were just passing time.” I say, wanting this bed to open up and swallow me into the abyss.Like what the fuck did I just say to him?
“Lyla. I fucking like you. Like a lot. I want to spend time with you and not just in this house.” he confesses and my eyes widen as his finger traces my jaw, down my neck, over my chest bone and circles my nipple. He stops abruptly. “Y-you have a nipple ring?” he asks and my brows narrow in confusion.
“I do, just that one nipple.” I answer and suddenly his whole demeanor changes. He climbs off the bed, pacing my room. “Uh what just happened?” I ask but he shakes his head.
“Are you done lying to me or what? What happened this morning? I read the note! Who the fuck is Kenneth?” He yells and I jump again. Fuck he read the note? He knows about Kenneth. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
“I-I,” I stutter and he growls.
“And tonight? Did you know Number 4? Because he seemed to know you.” he accuses and I climb off the bed, stomping over to him and pressing my finger into his chest.
“I don’t fucking know the prick! End of story,” I yell but he gets in my face, growling at me.
“How can I believe you when you still won’t tell me what happened to your face or who Kenneth is and I swear to god Doll if you say you fell one more fucking time–”
“I di—” but he spins taking my stool from my vanity and chucks it across the room.
“Bullshit! Someone who falls doesn’t have handprints around their neck. So tell me what the fuck happened. Why don’t you trust me?” he asks, throwing his hands in the air.
“Case, it’s not that I don’t trust you. I just can’t tell you!” I shout back and before he can even respond. I’m grabbing my things and leaving.Fuck this!
“Where do you think you’re going Lyla? We aren’t done yet,” he growls and I spin.
“But we are! I have somewhere to be. Once you cool off maybe, I’ll tell you but until then I need some fucking space.” I lie… again. I just need to get away from him for right now. All his questions are making me angry and I can’t think when he’s grilling me like this and I can’t tell him the truth either. If I thought even for a second that we could have a chance to be together—the truth would send him packing and most of all I don’t want my mother to know. I stomp out of my room and just as I get to the top of the stairs, he wraps his arms around my waist pulling me back against him.
“I didn’t mean to scare you, Doll. Please don’t go. I need to know you are safe. Whatever happened tonight, please let me help you. Just give me a name and I will take care of it. Who is this Kenneth guy?” he pleads, kissing the column of my neck. If only it was this easy to stay with him—cuddled up for hours. Orgasm after orgasm until the sun rose. But reality is—this will never work. Me and him aren’t allowed to be together so, why make it worse then it already is.
“I can’t Case. We can’t. You have to let me go.” I whisper but he just tightens his hold.
“No, I won’t. Not now. Not ever. You just don’t understand Lyla. I want to be with you.” he admits as tears fall down my cheeks.Fuck. I want to be with him too but right now is not the time.
“I have to go, Case. I’m sorry.” I whisper and he loosens his grip, releasing me and I walk down the stairs and exit the house without another glance as my heart shatters to pieces knowing I may not ever speak to him again.
Case
Confessions & Rejections
Watching her leave the house damn near killed me. I didn’t mean to get so mad at her but why the fuck is her face all scraped up? Why is there a handprint around her throat and why the fuck is she lying to me? The rage that flowed through my veins, took me over the edge and I shouldn't have yelled at her the way I did. She asked for space and I still questioned her but what really has my mind going crazy with suspicion, is her nipple ring. There’s only one person that I know who has that and her identity to me has always been a secret.Fuck this.I race down the stairs, grab my keys and leave the house. Getting in my car I sync my phone to the bluetooth and call her but all it does is ring. So I text her.
Me:
Can we just talk? I don’t like how you left and I need to know you make it to wherever you are going, safely. Please Lyla.
Minutes go by and my message is still left on delivered. Switching back to my contacts I send Collette a message to see if Mercedes is working tonight. She is, so I head there. I really hope what is going through my head about Lyla isn’t true. My phone rings and I see it’s Collette. I hit the green button and answer.
“Hello, miss me already.” I say and she giggles.
“Mr. Knight. Mercedes has another client in the time slot you requested.” she tells me and I grip the steering wheel tightly as my knuckles turn white in anger.
“I’ll triple her pay.” I say and she clears her throat.
“Excuse me sir. Did I hear that right?” She asks.
“Yes, Colette. Cancel her client, give me the time slot I want and I will pay triple.” I seethe.
