Chapter 27 The New Page of Life

Elena Davis,

Tickling of the cool breeze of the air made me come into my sensation after a long sleep. I struggled a little to open my heavy eyelids, which wanted a few more hours to close them. Another breeze came a little stronger, squeezing me into a warm embrace, which made me open my eyes. I was welcomed by his calm face, holding a prided smirk over his lips.

I closed my eyes again, but he took my lower lip in his, tightening his hold over me. I was startled by his action; he thrusted inside me while I was sleeping the whole time having him inside me, resting my head over his chest. He groaned loudly as I broke the kiss after his thrusting. Disinterest of leaving me was clearly mentioned in his forest green eyes.

I rolled down over his chest, breaking the connection we had made the whole time and closed my eyes again to sink into the unknown, but he didn’t want me to as I felt pressure when he slept on my back.

“Get up, Snowflake, we are landing soon.” He purred, grazing his lips over my ear and biting my earlobe lightly. When I didn’t respond to him, he gently made me turn in bed, pinning me down with his body weight. I wanted to see how he would react. Especially after he tried to use force on me, he hurt me in his anger.

I felt delicate kisses all over my face, which broke my stubbornness, and I opened my eyes. He chuckled, as he knew I was awake long ago, but still didn’t want to open my eyelids.

I pushed him across the bed and got up, walking towards the chair at the corner where a new black dress was laying. I will not talk to him; he is still forcing me to go with him. I kneeled before him when I saw that thick layer of guilt in his eyes; he was suffocating in himself when he realized what he was about to. Even though I triggered him to lose all control, it still doesn’t give him any right over me to do that.

Without turning back to him, I wore that dress and stormed out of the bedroom. I was feeling his constant gaze over me, but he wasn’t moving a bit. I left the door open and sat in the corner, most chairs facing the window, the light blue ocean was covering until the orange and red shaded horizon which was reminding me that an old chapter of life was setting like the sun in front of me.

He came out of the bedroom dressed completely, holding two flutes of champagne in his hands, and sat exactly in front of me. He forwarded his one hand, and I took it, keeping my face away from him, gazing out. I gulped down whole in one go. He was amused when I snatched his toy from his hand while he was about to touch the flute on his lips and he just smirked at my reaction but sat comfortably in a chair holding pride as he was king of this world. He was staring at me calmly, but his constant tapping of index finger on the chair showed his impatience to hear me.

“I will come with you.” I announced bitterly, and an evil smile crept slowly over his face as he won the battle.

“Only if you agree with a few conditions.” I further added, turning to him. I was hoping his smile would fade, but it just increased with the twinkle in his green orbs pulling me in.

“You are not in position to negotiate, my fragile Snowflake, but I will complete your every demand which doesn’t create distances.” He bossed in his deep and slivery voice, crossing his one leg over another. I turned to face the window to see the unending sea as he reminded me he already brought me here, without even my knowledge.

“I will be here only for a few days, and you will drop me back to Miami after that.” I breathed, as I wasn’t sure he would agree to that and I looked at him from the corner of my eye. His face was hardened, jaw was clenched tightly. He showed to speak further, with a nod of his head. It was clear that he didn’t like that condition, but he would not refuse either. I was afraid that he would find a loophole in this. Taking a deep breath, I continued.

“I will be working the same as your executive assistant and manager during my stay here, not as your whore.” I scoffed at him further, watching his reaction before.

“You are not one of my whores, Snowflake.” He declared in his clear voice, straightening his head at me arrogantly. He didn’t even hesitate a bit while saying that. Good, if he doesn’t want me just for a pleasurable purpose, then he isn’t telling me something. My eyes narrowed involuntarily at him hearing some kind of hidden satisfaction buried deep inside, but I was saddened a little hearing him. He has a lot of women for his pleasure to stick with me alone.

I will be staying in a hotel, away from you." I demanded, turning to him, straightening my back at him, I could see his reddened face.

“Absolutely, no.” He hissed while controlling his anger. His fists were closed tightly over the chair.

“Don’t forget, I am just listening to you because you are asking something for the first time for me. It’s you who are bound with me. I am not obliged to complete your request.” He fumed, bending forward at me.

“I will not share a room with you.” I barked as he refused my demands boldly and what he means by which I am bound to him?

“You will have a separate room for your things.” He ordered, glaring at me in a chilly tone. This man, I am urging to punch him hard in his face hearing his words. He can give separate room for my things but not for me? I was shaking in anger. I was about to cuss him loudly, but the sound of footsteps halted me in the middle , making me turn to look at the source.

The same air hostess came towards him, and bent, displaying her cleavage for his sore eyes.

“Master, we will be landing in a minute.” She grinned at him with her inviting eyes. She left as he didn’t reply to her or look at her. Why was she calling him master? I ignored and turned my face from him to sea again.

I felt his hands around my stomach; I startled a bit but I relaxed immediately as he was fastening my seat belt, kneeling over the floor. I opened my mouth to oppose him, but when he looked into my eyes, I forgot what I was going to say to him. He traced his fingers over my jaw for a few seconds while peeping in my eyes, making me forget what I was doing. He sat in his seat again.

Airplanes titled to land, city lights were working as medicine for me. I didn’t know where I was, but it was beautiful to watch the long lines of moving cars just beside the coastal line. How contrasting it was. The sea was dark peach black and the coastline around the sea was lit like a Christmas tree. It reminds me of my life conditions which were on the verge right now; I don’t know where I belong. Whole life is on one side, but when I look at that dark pitched sea, it feels like it's been calling me for so many years. It started to feel homely even though I know I should not have, but the pull I feel whenever I look at him made me walk to him without my consent.

He made me dejected from my friend but still I couldn’t hate him; he stole my freedom, yet my soul logs him, his presence, his smell. These became a necessity for me more than my freedom, and I was loathing myself for that. I couldn’t hate him.

I lifted my head upwards as I felt a tug on my hand, then I realized the plane had landed and he even freed my seat belt. He pulled me up and circled his hand around my waist and cupped my face. He removed the lone tear from my eye and placed his mouth over mine. I closed my eyes but didn’t react at all. He just pressed his lips over mine without moving them a bit. I couldn’t stop myself from kissing him. He responded immediately as he was waiting for me to accept him. I broke the kiss as he pulled me towards him, pressing me over his front, making me feel him from the bottom.

“My younger brother is coming to pick us up.” He announced over my shoulder, leaving a small peck there. Ohh, I didn’t know he had a younger brother. Well, I know nothing about his personal life. He was supposed to be just my boss, my senior only.