Chapter 104: Chapter 104

KRISTEN

What the fuck?!!

"Why didn't you say something?!" I scoffed, my eyes wide in... surprise? shock? I don't know.

"I'm fine," she said quietly. There was a certain tiredness swirling around her like a mist. It's been so long since she looked this fed-up. "I guess it's just..." She suddenly stopped and looked up, frowning. "Kristen..."

"Yes, doll?" I shifted closer to her, now feeling slightly uncomfortable from what she was going to ask.

"The men who beat me at the park... " She knitted her brows and I moved closer until I could see the mole on her left cheek. "... they asked if I was ready to leave the country."

She looked at me, locking my eyes in place. Our eyes widened at the same time.

"That sounds suspicious," June continued. As sudden as she said it, she waved it off, "Never mind."

"No, doll. Talk to me." She made to get up but I pulled her back to the chair. "If there is anything you need to tell me, please say it."

"I... I was thinking of something, but I just realized that the math wouldn't add up with that person as the suspect."

"Who is the person?" I asked and held my breath, anxiously waiting for an answer. She completely evaded my question.

"Kristen, do you have anyone you offended at work? Like, any co-worker, partner or shareholder?"

I couldn't think of anyone. I didn't look for trouble, and I was always buried in my office, working or resting.

It would also be safe to say that people loved me a lot, even though I hardly did anything to impress them...

Wait a minute...

Wait a damn minute...

The last time I had an encounter with that witch, she literally spit out threats, even from her eyes and body language!

"Dija..." I murmured as the thought struck. "Dija!"

"I have heard that name before," June said. "Who is she?"

"Himaldila Dija. I don't know if you know her." If I can correctly remember, she was mad for not getting my dick and made threats (which I thought were just empty at that time).

"I don't know her," June said blankly. I didn't expect anything different. I don't think she even knows the Spanish couple living down the street, or the granny and her dog living next door. I've never met someone so anti-social. And I like that. Aside from Mark, I'm all she's got. "What about her?"

"She threatened me!" I exclaimed. "It all makes sense now."

I didn't think much of it before talking about Dija, but the moment June asked what I had done to her, I realized I would have to explain everything that had happened.

God, no...

"What did you do to her?" June asked again, softly this time.

"It was a mutual agreement." I couldn't look her in the eye. "She wanted our services, and I agreed to it because it was going to push the name of the company farther out. She had one condition to seal the deal..."

"That you sleep with her," June offered like she had heard the story before now. She wasn't asking me if I had slept with her. It was a straight sentence. My silence must have revealed my shame. "Since you did what she asked, what happened?" she asked softly.

I couldn't raise my head. "She wanted another deal with me and still held onto the condition of the first contract. At that time, I had already accepted my love for you... I couldn't do it..."

All I heard was silence.

For a moment, I thought that she had disappeared, or perhaps ran upstairs, mad and crying her eyes out in disgust, but when I heard a sniff very close to my face, I knew she was still there, and had even moved closer to me.

Her right hand touched my face at the same time a tear fell on my wrist.

I looked up in alarm.

"Doll..."

She was smiling while tears ran down her cheeks. "It's okay." I pulled her in for a hug, patting her back and giving her words of reassurance. "It's going to be okay. We are going to be okay."

"This means I put you in trouble," she said against my chest. "If you hadn't loved me in the first place—"

"Shh!" I pulled her closer. "Don't you ever say that, okay? It's better to be committed to a person—to you—than to be for the whole street."

"Maybe Dija leaked the pictures," she said between sobs. I pulled back a little to prevent brushing my chest against her bruised cheek. "Maybe she is responsible for all this..."

"I wouldn't doubt it. That is something she can do." I rubbed her back. "We are going to be fine. Maybe we should just leave for some time and go to—"

She pulled out of my arm as fast as a snake on instinctive recoil.

"No. We are not leaving, not at all."

"I expected that. I don't know why you never agreed to it. I was against the job, and see what happened. We need to keep you safe."

"Mark is there for that," she smiled and wiped her cheeks. "He is stronger than you see and think."

It was filled with humour, but I couldn't chuckle.

"And where was he this morning?" I asked, a bitter taste settling on my tongue.

"Don't blame him, I told him not to bother picking me up."

"Then you better tell him to pick you up tomorrow and any other day. Turn him to your driver or you might end up grounded."

I added the last part to make her laugh, but it didn't work.

"Tomorrow?" That was all she picked out from all I said. A smile that didn't look genuine spread across her face. "Yes, daddy. I will tell him of his new post as my driver this evening."

I wanted to ask more, to know what else those sons of the devil had said, and to gather more information, but she silenced me with a kiss.

I didn't know when I pushed to the sofa, June's weight resting on my body.

Her lips ravaged mine, her hands attacking my hair at the slightest feel of our lips against each other.

I grabbed her waist and delivered the same energy.

Our positions were swapped back to the former, with me on top and her beautiful body trapped beneath me.

I caressed the plaster on her face.

"Does it hurt?" I whispered and blew on it, sending soothing and love into her.

"Not with you over me like this."

"If I lay my hands on those bastards—"

"Leave that for now," she whispered back, silencing my threats. She unzipped my trouser and fished out my dick while reaching for my lips again.

Panting, I led my fingers to her spread legs, pushing the line of her panties aside and pushing into her with one full thrust.

"Oh, fuck, it feels great with our clothes on," she moaned against my lips.

Hell yeah, it feels great with our clothes on. Fuck, it even feels like we are college students fooling around in the gym room...