40 - YOU'RE WEAK

KYLE’S POV

Running wet, icy trails with an ice cube in her mouth down my back not only sent shivers of pleasure throughout my entire my body, it left me almost paralyzed. The tip of her fingers were cold from picking up the ice and when she touched me with them, the goose bumps that developed on my skin were fat and prickly to touch, my muscles flexed involuntarily when she swiped the sharp tip of her acrylics over them. A soft groan escaped my lips and it seemed to entice Aria or probably aggravate her further because she escalated to an even more aggressive nibbling of a particular delicate spot of my neck that always sent me off the rails – gripping the sheets and aching for more of her and her sweet supple flesh, for more of her delicate skin next to mine because the heat that radiated from her was like a drug to me – it was like an addiction that I couldn’t curb. I pulled her closer, my hands firmly clutched around her waist. Like a dirty habit, her lips met mine – slow, soft and addicting. Her mouth danced in mine in the rhythm that I enjoyed, and I parted my mouth to let her through, giving her the permission to invade with no consequences – yet.

Her deliciousness messed with my senses and I couldn’t seem to let her go, even when my eyes fluttered open from this erotic dream, I found myself still grasping unto it and trying to push myself back into slumber. But reality slapped me hard in the face when my eyes focused on the grayness of my walls, particularly on the senseless that hung on my wall just opposite my bed and every day I wondered why I still let it hang there.

I laid in my bed for a few for minutes daydreaming about my dream and suddenly sad about the emptiness of my bed, devoid of her scent and her as a whole.

*Letting her go was the right thing to do.

I didn’t want to let her go – *You did an unforgivable thing

*I could atone for my sins* – I would do anything to atone for me sins.

I jumped down from my bed and walked out of my room, only to find my father seated at the dining nursing a cup of coffee and a laptop opened in front of him.

“What are you doing?”

He barely spared me a glance “Drinking coffee, what does it look like? And oh – I let myself in” he added.

“I should never had told you my passcode” I muttered to myself but loud enough for him to hear it.

“What the hell am I going to do? Steal your clothes?” I could sense that he was in a foul mood and didn’t see myself in the position to engage with it, I was dealing with my own share of a lousy mood swing.

“I flew in from the city this morning, have some business to down here”

“Then get along with it? Why are you here?”

“You used the private jet” he said out loud and I wasn’t if he was stating a fact or if he was asking a question, sometimes it was very hard to read him.

“Are you asking or telling?” I asked back while I poured myself coffee to properly wake me up because the day was already seeming challenging.

My father thinned his lips in the impatient way that he needed when I decided to be a smart mouth which had started only recently

“I’m asking what was so bloody urgent you took a risky flight amidst the Captain’s worries”

I raised a questioning brow at my father and at the seriousness of his tone, I didn’t think it was a situation he should have been concerning himself with, but his eyes fixed at me unmoving seemed more serious than I
imagined.

“It was an emergency”

“You went to save her didn’t you?”

And suddenly my ears perked up “What?”

“I created an opportunity to remove her from your presence so you could focus and forget about her – ”

The picture was getting clearer in my head but still it didn’t make any sense “What do you mean dad?”

“Mr. Venza – he was going to offer her a job with Venzos automobile and that way she could move to Florida – away from you”
The anger was boiling in me, I tightened my hands around the mug to hold myself from slamming it on the wall above my father’s head “You gave her away to a bloody pimp!” I yelled but he only shrugged as if he didn’t understand the gravity of what he tried to do. I slammed the cup angrily on the table, the hot liquid splashing on my skin igniting a sharp pain to radiate my entire being.

“He drugged her and God knows the damn awful things he had – ”

“How was I supposed to know that?” he yelled now with sharp eyes staring straight at me “I did not care what he was, all I cared was her moving away, far from you because I cannot risk her finding out – ”

“Bloody hell!!” I exploded “You had no right to do that – you had no right to interfere with my life – her life like that”

“So what? What are you expecting? Happy ever after with her? You must be fucking delusional to think that. Look son, I understand how attractions work, how we crave things and people we shouldn’t be with. it’s like a forbidden fruit that we must bit out of, I understand all of that. That’s why she’s better of away. Out of sight, out of mind son”

The anger that rocked my body was a slow climbing one, that started out small but was slowly erupting into something that was out of my control “Don’t fucking interfere with my life” I turned to walk away but he stopped me.

“You’re weak!” he spat “I can’t believe I birthed a weak offspring”

I stopped in my tracks allowing his words to wash over me “You’re so weak, how can I trust you with my empire when you’re this weak?”

“You don’t know the things I’ve done, the deals I have had to sign, the people I have had to get rid off to get to this point that I am, to attain this level of power – and what? You can’t prove your loyalty to me? You’re so bloody weak Kyle”

“I wanted no part of this” I said to him, turning around now to find his eyes filled with venom that he was continuously spitting at me. “You’re an evil monster and I want to be nothing like – ”
I was barely done with my words when he charged towards and taking me off guard with a hard punch to my jaw and I staggered back nearly crashing into the figurines arranged neatly on the décor shelf.

“You weak bastard!”