Chapter 79

I don’t know how long we spend in the bedroom after we woke up, i don’t even know what time it is when we finally walk into the living room, all i know is that the bottom of my stomach and bellow is sore, and I'm not sure that i can go another round.
My body wouldn’t take it, no matter how much i may want to.
I walk over to the couch, plonking my self down a little to hard and wincing, having to adjust myself.
“A little sore?” Mihai asks from the kitchen as he makes up a pot of coffee.
“You already know that.” I grumble, leaning back and resting my head on the sofa.
“It was just a question love, no need for the snark.” He chuckles, pouring two cups of coffee and putting cream and sugar in mine whilst he leaves his own plain.
“I automatically come with snark.” I smile back, “you should be used to that by now.”
He hums, handing me my coffee, “you’re right, I should be used to it, but it is nothing a good ass slapping can’t fix.”
“You wouldn’t dare.” I challenge.
He places his coffee down, and rips mine from my hands before I can even take a much needed sip and then he flips me over and pins me down with one hand rested between my shoulders.
“Are you sure that I won’t?” He asks, rubbing his hand along the curves of my ass.
I nod, “Yep.” I say, popping the P.
He hums again, rubbing his hand over each of my cheeks before pulling back, my ass instantly clenching.
Mihai’s hand comes crashing down, spanking me as hard as he can, and it hurts, fuck. Why did I provoke him?
He’s about to slap me again when a knock comes from the door, stopping us both in our tracks, my heart rate spiking.
“Are you expecting anyone?“ I ask, sitting up the second he let’s go of me.
I watch as he shakes his head, my anxiety quickly turning to fear, if he isn’t expecting anyone then who could it be?
Is it the council? No, they wouldn’t knock. They’d just kick the door down.
I get up, pulling the oversized shirt I am wearing down past my thighs, covering myself the best that I can. If someone is here, then they know we came out here for a reason. Why would they disturb us?
There has to be a good reason for this. There has to be.
I walk towards the door, Mihai hanging back as the knocking comes again, louder this time. Whoever it is they are going to break the fucking door down knocking like that. Jesus.
“Hold on!” I shout when they knock for the third time.
Who crawled up their ass and made them move like lightning?
I’ve not even had my coffee yet and people are trying to make me angry, trying and succeeding.
I swing open the door, ready to give whoever is behind it a piece of my mind, but to my surprise, it was Luthor. And he didn’t look happy.
“What are you doing here?” I ask, stepping to the side so he can walk past me into the cabin.
“I was about to ask you the exact same question!” He snaps, scowling at both and Mihai. “We are in the middle of a war and you two decide it’s the best time to hide away and fuck all night.”
“Wow.” I murmur, “no need to be so rude.”
“Being rude is disappearing without a word, making your family think that someone had taken you!” He growls slamming his fist into the fire place. “I was searching all night for possible suspects of who could have taken you and here you were, out in the middle of the woods fucking the same man who ruined your life.”
I walk back towards the couch and throw myself on it, not caring about the fact half of my ass is showing. If he wants to be rude to me, I can do it back a thousand and one timers worse.
I turn to Mihai, “I take it you didn’t tell anyone where we were going.”
He shrugs, “I thought it would be more private that way.”
He’s right, it would have been, the Luthor found us anyway.
“Don’t just sit there and mope because you were caught, go and get dressed, we have things to do.” Luthor orders, point at the bedroom door.
“You don’t get to order me around.” I state. “If you haven’t noticed I am a grown woman.”
“Then start acting like one and show some responsibility.” Luthor says, his voice a little bit softer, “Dren and I were worried sick.”
“Worried sick?” I laugh, “you barely even know me.”
Luthor frowns, “that is because you won’t let anyone close to you, I have tried to go slowly, just as you asked me to.” He plonks himself down beside me. “I don’t know what you want from me Mae, one minute I think we are making progress and the next we go back to where we started. I don’t like being a stranger to my own daughter.”
I want to tell him that he should have found me, searched for me the way I would have him, if I ever knew. But I don’t. I don’t say a word. Because I know he is right. I keep pushing him away.
I keep him at arms length because I am afraid, I don’t want to get close to him just for him to betray me. I need to know that I can trust him before I let my guard down.
“I’ll try harder.” I say, deciding not to tell him all the thoughts running through my head, “but this wasn’t even my idea.”
Mihai steps forward, “she’s right, it was mine.” He says, “I thought getting her away from the house would be good for her mental health.”
Luthor pauses, glancing between us, “I never thought of it like that.”
“It doesn’t matter anymore.” I say softly, “let’s just get ready and go back to the house.”
Luthor stands, “I’ll wait outside.”
Good. Because I need a minute away from him, away from them both.
Why can’t my life just be simple for once?