Chapter 118: Suspicious Seduction

“What the f– mmf!” my startled shout ended in a muffle when he covered my mouth. I was starting to hate when he did that.

“Shh.” he pressed his forehead against mine as he picked me up and sat me on the sink’s marbled counter. I thought he was going to whisper sweet nothings to me like he used to, but he reminded me that he has his true colors hidden behind a pretty face. “I thought I told you to trust me.”

I shook my mouth free. “What the hell makes you think I’m gonna trust you after everything you’ve put me through?! And you have the nerve to approach me in public like that? You’re lucky our parents were around!” my sass was stopped by his finger to my lips.

“Our parents are going to be leaving tomorrow, Suki. For two weeks. Somebody has to take care of you. I promise I’ll take good care of you. You just have to trust me.” his comforting words didn’t mean shit to me because the glow in his eyes showed a glint of his obsession.

*You gotta be fucking kidding me…*

I felt stuck. I didn’t want to bother my friends, and I felt like getting Liam involved would be a death sentence for the man. I couldn’t bring that hell into his life, or anybody’s life, for that matter.

*I don’t need help from anybody!*

“And I don’t need help from you.” I finished my thought out loud as I glared up at Julian. “I’m not a baby. Fuck, a three-legged dog can carry themselves just fine without being hovered. Get it? I don’t need you!” I sharply turned my head away. “You’re not my boyfriend. And don’t ever call me your sister again.”

There was silence as if he were trying to process what I had just said. Even when he spoke, it still sounded as if he were in denial. “You’re not thinking clearly, Beautiful… you know you need me. Just as much as I need you. I–I can protect you from anything. I can protect you from the world! I even protected you from my sister when she threatened to blackmail you with that damned recording.”

My hands balled into tight fists. Yeah. Something tells me she still has it, and something tells me that I didn’t get rid of your fancy camera OR the recordings you took either, asshole! I didn’t bother saying that out loud. I just wanted him out of here so that I could puke out my guts.

“Don’t you believe me?” he leaned closer, I could feel his breath against my cheek.

“Fucking believe you? You can’t be fucking serious! Julian!”

He looked surprised when I shoved him back. “But, Beautiful–”

“And for the millionth fucking time, stop calling me BEAUTIFUL!”

“Sukia?” the knock on the bathroom door made me regret raising my voice. Of all the people it could’ve been. “Honey? Is everything ok?”

Julian and I swap a glance. He knew that I had more to lose if my mom found out that he was in the bathroom with me, between my legs, while I was sitting on the counter.

“I’m fine, Mom. I’m just not feeling right.”

“Are you sure? I thought I… heard you talking to somebody…” The hesitation in her voice told me what was on her mind. She had a feeling somebody was in here with me and she feared it might be Julian.

“Mom, I’m on the phone. People are just pissing me off. Like always…” I grumbled the last part while shooting Julian the stink eye. Normally, people squint at me in return. Julian, on the other hand, pressed his lips against my forehead and took in my scent again.

*Fucking weirdo!*

“Oh! I’m sorry. I’ll leave you be then.”

“‘’Kay.” I tried to resist a sigh. I just wanted her to leave so that I could get out of there.

“By the way…” Mom’s hesitation returned. “How’re you feeling? You know with… that. You didn’t drink any champagne, did you?”

My heart skipped a beat, and I unintentionally shouted. “MOM!! I said I’m fine!” My brief loss of control immediately stabbed me in the chest when the response was silence. “Mom, I… I’m fine. I just need a moment. I’ll talk to you later.”

“...Ok. I love you, honey.” when her footsteps faded, I hung my head.

*Fuck. FUCK!!*

My self-hatred ended when Julian ran his thumb across my bottom lip, keeping my chin rested in his hand. “That? What was she talking about?”

*Shit.*

“None of your fucking business.” I snapped. My sass in this situation probably just made me look more suspicious.

Julian twirled my curly hair around his finger. “Does it have to do with what you and your mother were talking about outside?”

My body stiffened as I gripped the edges of the counter tightly. My negative reaction didn’t go unnoticed by the observant man. He smiled. “Don’t worry, you don’t have to tell me.”

For some reason, his reassurance didn’t make me feel any better. I didn’t expect him to let it go so fast. Does he think he’ll find out on his own, eventually? Or…

The memory of finding the pregnancy test in the trashcan without knowing whether I did it myself crossed my mind. Sure, I could’ve just been really tired. Or Julian has a key to my room…

“You’ll tell me eventually, right?” I gave no response as he swept my hair behind my ear. “Or not… either is fine.” His hands rested on my small waist. “I’ll love you no matter what.” I avoided looking at him completely as he began to kiss across my cheekbone and then down my neck. My toes were in my high-heeled shoes when Julian began to nibble on my neck’s sweet spot.

“Julian..!” Bastard! I was hesitant to tell him to stop because I didn’t want to continue our conversation about what my mom was talking about. That and… it kills me to admit it but I missed his touch too.

Julian slid his hands up my thighs, lifting my dress and pulling me closer to the edge as he continued to kiss my neck. The warmth and tight grip from his big hands made my body feel weak as he handled me with ease like a doll. He reached behind me and unzipped the zipper hidden behind my long hair. It loosened, and the chest fell with ease. I had completely forgotten about my phone that I had hidden in my cleavage, but thankfully Julian caught it before it could hit the floor. Still, a nervous bead of sweat slid down my neck when I remembered the last text message I had received. It was from Liam. And the notification could probably still be seen on the lock screen. I kept my fingers crossed behind my back in hopes that Julian wouldn’t look. And thankfully, he didn’t. He slid it across the counter a distance away from us.

*Oh, thank fuck.*

“Ah!” He bit my neck rougher and covered my mouth with his hand again. My eyes closed tightly when I heard the sound of a second zipper and felt his fingers move the fabric of my underwear to the side. I waited anxiously for what was to come next and I let out a loud but muffled gasp when I felt a tight, hot pressure enter me. My legs trembled with each inch that slid further into me until I felt like a bucket full to the brim. I expected him to get busy right away like he usually did, but instead, he removed his hand from my mouth and began to kiss me slowly.

*Fuck, as much as I fucking loath him, I can never get enough of him!*

*I am the biggest piece of shit that’s ever existed.*

As he kissed me, his hands focused on unbuckling my bra and letting my big breasts have their freedom. My womanhood clutched, and he responded with a twitch when he began to gently massage my breasts. It was my job to keep myself quiet as he leaned down while lifting them to suck on them. I clutched again as my legs wrapped around his hips to pull him closer.

“Will you just fucking do it already?!” I impatiently hissed, and a startled moan slipped when he roughly thrust into me. Usually, he was slow in the beginning, but not this time. He didn’t stop what he was doing, and I leaned backward to give him more access to my chest. My pants turned into muffled moans when hit by multiple orgasms, and he held me tightly to his chest, squeezing the breath out of me when he reached him. My legs shivered with each drooling twitch inside of me. Amid our panting, he leaned down and whispered chilling words in my ear. “You didn’t tell me to pull out.”