CHAPTER 22: INTERFERENCE

Fred

I had just left her home not even minutes ago and I was already regretting not being able to control my senses around her. The pain, anger, and resentment I felt for not taking the chance and making her mine when I could weighed on me heavy..
I had to get her to want me, like she did tonight, like she never knew she wanted. But how would I even begin?
How can I get her to admit her feelings for me? She is a very stubborn woman, and she would not give in to me so easily, and that's what was going to be the death of me. I guess, that'd made the chase even more entertaining.
Now that I thought about it, there wasn't any reason for me to try and figure out why she wouldn't allow herself to be mine, because I already knew the answer.
I knew that he wanted her, that she would let him have her instead of anyone else. I knew that she liked him, hell, even loved him deep down, but fuck! I want her to be mine. That doesn't mean that I would give up wanting her, at least not until my desires were satisfied and she accepted hers.
I knew she wanted me, just by the way she always looked me in my eyes.
She looked at me like she would submit to me if she had the chance. Like she would let me completely tame her.
Was it that she actually didn't want me, or was it that she was altogether resisting me because she didn't want to get hurt?
Although if that was the reason, I could never promise her that I wouldn't hurt her.
Hell, I want to control her as well, so I couldn't really put blame on Aiden.
I mentally laughed at myself and how damn contradicting I was being towards him, while on the contrary I agreed with him.
I haven't thought about sharing her with him, but I can't say that I wouldn't give it a try if I was asked.
Never had I wanted a woman so badly or even had to refrain myself from claiming them, but I liked her.
She was so different from all the other women I've been with, but somehow this woman had an unknown pull on me.
I wanted to love her, adore her, and control her. I would let her know how I felt sooner or later, and she would have to do the same.
The ride home was nothing but dreadful. Thoughts of her kept flooding my mind. Thoughts of me fucking her while she writhed under me. I wanted her mouth on my cock while she fondled my balls, the way she would look up at me, choking from the way I was shoving my cock down her throat.
Fuck! When the time does come, I will destroy her and she will be begging for me to stop.
Thinking about her naked body lying in my bed screaming my name, took a different toll on me.
I needed a cold shower and fast.
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THE NEXT DAY

"Yes, what is it?" I sluggishly answered my phone, greatly annoyed from the noisy sounds it made, disturbing me out of my sleep. I never looked forward to speaking to my Father, for he was the devil out of all of us. He was the dean of the company he wished me to take head of, the company we currently owned. Of course no one knew my background as much as I would know theirs simply because it was meant to be hidden.
"Sleeping late? Don't you have some important business to take care of?" I thought about Aria just then, I don't know what the fuck was wrong with me. If I had her just once would everything go back to normal? Would I be able to finally focus and get rid of this silly boyish dream I was having about a girl I had a crush on?
When I thought of her again, I unconsciously said, "To fuck her,". "Excuse you boy? What was that?" I immediately regretted saying that and had to come up with an excuse to cover up my fuck up. I pinched the bridge of my nose because I was getting even more annoyed.
I knew that my Father wouldn't let this up, since we weren't allowed to swear in front of our parents.
"Yeah, Dad, I'm heading to work now. Thanks for checking in on me. We'll talk soon ok? Bye!" I hurried up and ended the call to avoid myself from getting into any more trouble and threw my phone across the room, resulting in it hitting the wall and shattering. Damnit! I'm going to need to buy another phone. How could this day get any worse? I didn't waste any more time getting ready for work. "Fuck my life."