Book 2: In the Life of Mia: College Chapter 75
My mood was getting the best of me since working out and running the track inside his house that overlooked his property, but it did not help with the fact he was denying me what I wanted. “Mia……” he yelled out and cracked my barrier with his sharpness in his tone. I stopped as I came around the final turn of the track and looked at him as he was at the doorway. “I made us breakfast come join me please” he was practically begging me with a tight smile that didn’t quiet meet his eyes. I caught the towel that he threw me in mid-air, and it made a snapping sound which hit me just right in the spots I was unable to reach. “I usually like to shower before eating….” “No, I am leaving shortly, and I am hungry, and I know you are too, so please just come” he frowned holding out his hand. I gave him the towel and he laughed and I knew what he wanted from me but I wasn’t sure if I should do it, but I fought myself back and forth and finally took his hand. He led us to the kitchen where I found a full spread of food which made me want to throw up since my morning food usually was just a smoothie and egg whites. “Wow well what a feast…. Smells great but I usually eat ummm egg whites about 2 eggs which isn’t much and then have a smoothie, but I’ll do my best to eat what you’ve made” I smiled thanking him after sitting at my assigned seat.
Billy unfolded my napkin for me and placed it in front of me which shocked me since it felt a little unusual and thought of what he had said about starting to have feelings for Violina and that was the reason he killed her. “Billy, you are acting a little different than usual… I am not very comfortable with this and rather cook my own food and yours since this seems a little domestic to me. I don’t want to end up dead before I finish what I came to do and help you” I had made him really laugh again. “Ha never heard anyone say that to me before… domestic… sounds nice would love to have that someday, but I doubt it’ll ever happen for me” he frowned looking down again like a little boy who just found out Santa Clause was not real. “Well anyways lets’ eat and get me locked in my room so I can shower and wait for you to get back” I watched him looking him up and down watching his body tighten in all the spots I had found sexy about him. I was given a glimpse into how he looked under his clothes thanks to us working out together. I had taken all the privileges I was given since I had found myself lonely.
Billy had caught me watching him and looking and scolded me for it which it didn’t really make it feel like it was to scare me but to warn me. “I know what you are looking at but don’t because what we could be doing isn’t going to happen, it’ll get me off track and I don’t like going on detours” he reached across touching my face in a gentle way instead of anger. “Not sure what you are talking about but thanks for the enduring touch of kindness which I appreciate even if it is a rare thing for you” I went back to eating as fast as I could not wanting to offend him again. Billy sat next to me and ate along with drinking his freshly squeezed orange juice which was flavored with pineapple as well. 35 mins later I was cleaning up and he was getting ready to leave and surprised me when he told me I could stay out of the room since he had every place locked up with keys except the rooms I was aloud in so I could work while he was away. “Be good and I’ll see you shortly” he eyed me funny before walking out the door to leave and I was sure he was warning me that if I tried anything I would surely be sorry. I knew not to do anything stupid since his house was full of cameras and would not need to do anything anyways since I had my own way of communicating if need be.
Once showered and freshly clean I was still in need of more and in a way that I knew I wouldn’t get since I never found it easy to please myself and found myself irritable and
cranky. I was busy working in the offices putting the puzzle together and learning more on Billy and Maureen’s father. I had uncovered something that went all the way back to Russia and even something that got me to thinking that his grandparents did not just die because of what were in the reports of pneumonia and a heart attack. “It can’t be… or could it be” I thought out loud as I did more digging and found out that his grandfather was the main name on the documents of his fathers’ scam business which was hidden since his father’s father used a different name. More and more photos appeared as I looked into Boris’s background in Russia and what him and his father were up to. I was so deep into the situation and writing things down that I had not heard Billy return “What the hell, why is my grandfather’s picture pulling up on this… what have you done” he was now angry grabbing me up from my seat.
Billy took me to the bedroom and threw me inside so fast I could hardly catch myself and I was dizzy as all hell but was thankful when he slammed the door and didn’t bother to lock the door. I thought it was odd at first but then again saw the rage and he just wanted me somewhere where he could not hurt me and I caught the crack between his shields and held on tight needing to make sure I found it again. I sat quietly on the bed still doing research from inside the room that I had learned to create in just a few days so I could work while my brain was on auto pilot while I slept. Billy had come back to the room and opened the door finding me relaxed with my eyes closed and meditating even though I was doing so much more than that. “Explain, and explain now… I am confused about why you wrote all that shit down on paper…” he was still angry as he spoke with such harshness, I wasn’t sure he’d even listen if I tried explaining. “Depends on if you are actually going to listen and I don’t just mean listen to what you want to hear or believe but actually listen to every word that comes out of my mouth” I kept my eyes closed as I spoke soft and calmly to the man who was trying to keep up his bad guy routine.
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