Chapter Twenty Five

“Axel, wait, I can explain.” But the only sound on the intercom that I could hear was static. He was gone.
Cursing, rosa turned back to Allen who had retrieved his clothes from the bathroom and was tugging them on. He smiled at her. Anger blurred her vision and her body shook.
“Why? Why would you do that?” Tears spilled down her cheeks, hot and heavy.
“Nothing personal, sweetheart. This is something between me and Axel. Call it an old score.”
“But why? I don’t understand. What did I have to do with it?”
“You were perfect. Played right into my hands. If I’m honest, I’m not sure what Axel sees in you. Usually he prefers the skinnier types. But you do have a certain charm, I suppose.” He buttoned his shirt as he spoke.
“But...” her words were choked off with tears, which she scrubbed angrily from her face.
“God, you are gullible. Acel cares about you. You are different. He has never behaved this way with a woman before. He has never chased a woman before. So I knew you were his weakness.”
“Weakness for what? Why would you do this to him? To me? It doesn’t make any sense.”
“I told you. It’s payback. Some say it’s a bitch.” He gave rosa his boyish smile and her hands itched to slap it right off his face.
“Anytime you fancy some no-strings fun, give me a call.” He dropped his card on her table and opened the front door. “It’s been a blast. Hope you have a good evening.” He left and his laughter echoed in the hall, rosa ran after him and slammed the door.
Allen had ruined it, Axel now thought she was playing away with another man when really the only man she was interested in was him. She needed to salvage it. If Allen was right and Axel did care about her then she stood a chance of fixing it and setting it straight.
She needed to go to him, to Axel that he was the only one for her, even If that meant agreeing to his proposition, no matter what it was, then so be it. Her future happiness depended on her fixing this issue.
The ride over in the taxi was excruciating. Although rosa had just been to his apartment the night before, being driven there by someone who knew the way and giving directions to someone who didn’t were two very different experiences.
When the car finally pulled up in front of an apartment building that looked somewhat familiar she jumped out, flung some cash into the front seat before looking up at the building before her. All she could do now was hope that he was in. If he wasn’t then she would just have to sit and wait for him. However long it took. She would wait for him.
Rosa pushed open the doors of the lobby and scanned the area, the door man looked familiar and she let out a sigh of relief, being in the right place was the first step, making her way over to the desk she tried to calm her nerves. If Axel refused to see her, she wasn’t sure what she could do.
“I’m here to see, Mr Cameron, Axel Cameron.”
The doorman gave her a disapproving look before picking up the phone.
“Who may I say is here?” he asked as he placed his hand over the receiver.
“Miss Rosa.” she squared her shoulders and pushed her hair back off her face, not wanting to let the doorman see that his disapproving looks were getting to her. After everything that had happened she already felt bad enough. Part of her wondered if the man remembered her from the night before. Perhaps that was part of the reason for his objections to her.
The doorman replaced the receiver and gave me a hard look. “Take the elevator to the second floor.” He turned away from her and rosa didn’t bother to thank him. As far as sh was concerned he was judging her unfairly. He didn’t even know her to start with.
Getting into the elevator ross tried to take several deep breaths, her mind was in chaos and her stomach was full of butterflies. Would she be able to go through with this? Would she truly be able to submit to Axel? How hard would it be?
She had heard plenty of horror stories about women abused by men under the pretence that it was mutual pleasure. She had also watched so videos on how submissive behave Infront of their doms, axel wasn’t like that, like those men who abuse women under the pretense of sexual pleasure, Or was he? Nervousness made her chew her fingernails. And when the elevator came to a halt and pinged open, she jumped.
Closing her eyes Rosa sucked in a deep breath. She needed to do this, needed to know if they had a future, she stepped out into the hall and looked up and down its length before she spotted Axel's door.
It was the only black door in the hall, she hadn’t paid too much attention to it the night before, she had been far too engrossed in what Axel was doing to her senses and body.
Standing outside the door Rosa rang the bell. Several seconds dragged by and she was sure Axel wasn’t going to answer the door. When he did, her heart sank.
He gave her a cold hard stare, looked at her as though she were a stranger and it hurt to see him do it, she knew that from his perspective it was justified. But if he knew her the way he claimed to know, then he would know that she wasn’t the type to randomly pick up men.
They stood staring at each other and several moments passed by. Finally she gathered enough courage to speak to him.
“Can I come in?” her voice came out more as a squeak than a normal human voice.