KISS(18+)

Angelina paused and stood by the door. She gazes in admiration at his broad chest, muscular shoulder. He has a tattoo all over his arm and she couldn’t control her sensational drool over him.
He was wearing shorts that showed his long, muscular hairy legs.
She gulped in nervously, speechless, she opened her mouth to speak but she found herself stammering.
“So…so…sorry…I…should…have…knocked”. Angelina turned to leave but was stopped by his voice.
“Wait, don’t leave”. Ethan said, ignoring the painting he was drawing on the board.
Angelina fixed her gaze at the door, without looking at him she said, “Please put on a shirt”.
She hasn’t seen any man’s nudity before and Ethan happened to be the first man she has admired.
Ethan obeyed and without hesitation, he grab his shirt from the table and wore.
“You can turn now”.
Ethan said, looking more than excited to see her. He never expected that she would ever show up at his place so this happened to be a shock to him.
She inhaled and turned to look at him, dressed.
“I will put on a long pant, if you are not comfortable…”
“No it’s fine”. Angelina said and averted her eyes to the board.
She chuckled, seeing an uncompleted drawing of her face on the board.
“Are you trying to draw me?”. She asked and that’s when he has realized he left the painting uncovered.
“Actually…i…”. Ethan paused, not knowing what to say. “I can throw it away if you find it…”
“What are you saying? I love it”. Angelina said, strolling towards the wall to have a perfect view of it. “Now that I’m here, can you finish it?”. She inquired, raising her face up to look at him since his height were intimidating.
How could her ever say no to those beautiful hazel eyes.
“Uhmm…yeah”. Ethan scratched the back of his hair, making it messy. He pulled the table out and positioned it opposite the board. “Ready?”. He inquired and she nodded in respond.
He scooped her up and she gasped, grasping his arm as he dropped her on the table.
“Sorry…”. Angelina said, releasing her grip from his arm as she looked away.
“I want you to look at me, so I can finish it up”. Ethan said and she turned to look at him.
He picked up the brush and resumed painting.
“When did you learn how to paint?”. Angelina raised a question.
“I didn’t learn it, really, I grow up with it”. Ethan respond, still focused on the board as he paint.
“Wow…”. She mumbled. “And how did you draw my face on the board without looking at me?”. Angelina asked, the question has been going on through her head so she decided to ask.
Ethan scoff, ”Have you ever cherish something that whenever you sleep, dream or eat, the image appears in your head?”. He paused, staring at her as he asked.
Angelina looked straight into his eye as if searching for the answer to his question but found nothing but a pure grey eyes, unlike Conner who has a deep blue glittering eyes.
When he noticed she didn’t understands what he means, he changed the subject.
“So, what are your plans?”. Ethan asked, dropping the brush as he was done with the paintings.
“What plans?”. Angelina asked, confused.
Ethan grabbed the napkin and wipe his hand clean, ”Or do you wanna be with Conner forever?”. He asked and she suddenly went numb.
She was listed in thought and didn’t know when Ethan approached her.
She felt goosebumps all over her body immediately her gaze met with Ethan, standing in front of her.
“You can tell me anything Angelina, just trust me”. Ethan said as he stares into her eyes, seeking for answers.
“Well…”. Angelina gaze dropped to the ground, he was been honest by his expression. He heaved a deep sigh and felt as if a trunk of load have been lifted from her heart.
Ethan didn’t utter a word as he listened to her, he relax on the table, next to her. He dropped his two hand in each side of the table while starting at her, waiting patiently for her to speak.
“Paul is my father”, Angelina finally broke the silence. “And…days ago, I signed a contract which I have of idea it could be, only to realize”. She chuckled and averted her eyes to the board. “That, my father sold me Conner”. Her eyes welled up in tears and she paused to avoid crying.
“It's okay”.
She felt his warm palm caressing her back and it was electricity.
“Why don’t you run away with me Angel?”. Ethan inquired and she smiled inwardly, to control her tears trickling out.
“Do you think, I will still be with Conner if I want to escape?”. She turned her face to gaze at him. “My father life is at risk, if I leave too, I’m staying to protect him”. Angelina said.
“Have he touched you?”. Ethan asked and she looked away.
The tears she has been holding for long finally dropped down as she closed her eyes, imagining how Conner had forced himself on her, how he raped and inflict pains on her. It was intolerable and if it wasn’t for her father, he would have been in jail by now.
“Let it out Angel”. Ethan urged, squeezing her hands tightly.
“I…”. She tried to protest but the words just came out of her mouth. “Conner did a lot of things to me, I I’m more likely as a toy to him, a sex thing, he gave me all those scar on my neck when he tried to choke me to death, I remembered also the time you saved me from almost drowning to death”.
Angelina face was drenched in tear and she was lucky she wasn’t putting on any make up, she would have been looking like a monster at this moment in front of Ethan.
Ethan grasp her hand tightly, there was no doubt he was burning in anger. He couldn’t do anything to save her and it made his heart arched .
“Why do you care so much about your father, he sold you for money”. Ethan said and she slid down from the table.
“That’s a lie”. Angelina said, turning back at him with her palms covering her lips, it was so painful to be true.
“Then why did he easily sold you to Conner?”
“He has a reason”
“His not a true father Angel”. Ethan said, gazing at the glassy ground. “It reminded me of my father”. He said calmly. “My father is a drunkard and whenever he comes home, he beats my mother…then I was little”, He explained and Angelina turned as she listened. “Conner and I were sent home from school, we needed money desperately for fees, my father was rich yet greedy…he calls my mom a gold digger and swore never to give her a dim…she has no choice…she slept with the school principal just to make sure we went to school, I was the only one who knew my mom secret affairs and the reason behind it”. He explained. “When my dad finds out about it, he…he…raised his hand on her, beating her so badly and I couldn’t take it anymore as I was watching behind the door, I rushed to the kitchen and grabbed a knife. I stabbed my dad to death, just to save my mother”. He added.
“Oh”. Angelina said in a whisper which he clearly heard her.
He ruffed his hair and heaved a deep sigh, “ Conner hates me, because he thinks I killed my dad just to hide my mom secret affairs”. Ethan said.
“You have a dark past”. She mumbled. “So that’s why Conner, behaves this way?”. Angelina asked.
Ethan stroll towards Angelina, he gazes down at her face,” I believe that Conner is gonna change for you”. He said in a whisper, placing his warm palm on her cheek.
“And what if I change for you”. Angelina swallowed hard, fixing eye contact with each of his eyes.
He felt a tingle in his body, hearing all those words came out of her lips calmly, he haven’t felt this way towards anyone.
He stares into her eyes for a few second, seeking for her permission which she gave him by stepping on her toe to reach his height. He tilt his head as she lean closer, placing her hands on his chest.
She swiftly moved back, recovering from her shock state, ”I’m sorry Ethan, I have to go”. Angelina said.