Hatred overpowers my love

Chapter twenty-four
Jayde
My heart skips a beat at our closeness. My body shudders involuntarily and my breast aches to be touched. My lips ache to be kissed.
I pull my lower lip in and struggle to escape his hold.
He's a strong man as his hand circles my waist, bringing me closer to him. We are so close now, I can feel his manhood dangling between my legs.
The heat rose to my face at it. And for once, I forgot to breathe.
"Who are you?"
I blink once, surprised at his question. Does he notice a change? Does he know I'm not Hattie?
"And what do you like? Do you like it if I kiss you? Or not?" His voice was deep and rueful. His eyes held mine in check.
In those penetrating eyes, I see myself looking as scared as I can ever be.
"I don't know," I manage to say before I drop my gaze. Looking into his eyes are awakening feelings I would rather keep hidden.
I'm leaving today, I shouldn't forget that. I mustn't get attached.
What then can I say about the sex we had. I don't believe this man stole my first in everything.
He stole my first kiss and now, he even broke my hymen against my wish.
I remember telling him not to leave but I merely thought I was dreaming.
How could he not have stopped me!
"Wait," his deep voice cut into my thought, he places his fingers on my chin and raise my head with it. And I'm forced to stare at his eyes, question churning and burning inside me in some kind of crazy confusion.
Aside from that, I feel this anger I've never felt before. But I don't know who this anger should be directed at.
Henry for having sex with me? Beatrice for forcing me? Or me for allowing them to use me because of some peanuts.
It wasn't my fault anyway.
I was in dire need of money and my mom was going to get locked up for good if I didn't consent to it.
And looking at how much the money would go in my life, I agreed.
Now, I've lost something very much important to me.
I hate this man before me, I do.
It's not my fault that I'm in this mess, it's Henry's fault.
He shouldn't have taken advantage of me like that.
"So, what do you want?" His hulk voice brought me out of my thoughts.
I try to fight back tears as I look up at him, " I hate you! I want nothing because I hate you!" I repeat so he would note the seriousness.
He winces slightly as if in pain, and stares for a while, surprised at my outburst.
"Why?" He raises brows of questions, "You used to love me." It wasn't a question.
"But now I hate you!" I don't care if I won't be the same Hattie by tomorrow. But I just express my disgust for this man in front of me.
He stares away, "Then, it's fine," he looks back at me, "I will do all I can to make sure you sign the divorce. If I have to disturb you or whatever. You will initiate the divorce at all cost!" His face darkens. He drops his hands on me and moves backward.
He walks to the closest.
I tried to fight back the tears that threatened to seep from under my long lashes.
I don't believe all this happened to me?
I couldn't move away from my position. Henry walks out of the closet, in jeans and a hoodie. He stops for a while to stare at me, "Your breast is uncovered," he says, pointing a finger at my chest before walking out.
I release the breath I didn't even know I was keeping. My heart feels so tight and I let the tears drop willingly.
I look at myself and let out a sigh. I pull down my blouse and sigh again.
Imagine me keeping close to something he saw and even suck on throughout the night.
I don't believe he had sex with me. I still can't believe I had sex with him. No, I think I'm going insane. I don't believe we had sex!
After minutes of feeling useless and miserable. I put a call across to James but he wouldn't pick up.
I tried again and again, giving him five missed calls in total.
I decide too to try Mercy's line. The contract has ended today and I've been used as she had wanted. She should tell the real Hattie to come here quickly.
I ring her too but she wouldn't pick up. I tried for some minutes to no avail.
I slid down the wall and curled into a tight ball of pain, my face pressed into my knees.
Why are they not picking up my calls? Did something happen
It became dawn on me suddenly. Does it mean that Hattie is not yet back?
No! OMG! That can't happen! I need to go home! I need to go back to my mom.
If they don't pick up my calls, I will go to them installed.
I sit up and walk out of the room.
Walking down the stairs, I sight Henry on the chair, with his attention focused on the images on the TV.
What is he doing here? I thought he has gone out.
I walk into the living room without a glance at him, all I feel for him now is pure hatred.
"Where are you going?" His deep voice came at me suddenly, when my hand was on the knob and ready to turn.
I glanced at him, his gaze was still focused on the TV and he didn't look at me.
I ignore him and turn the knob to open the door. The knob was merely twister but the door didn't open.
What the fuck! What's he trying to do?
I walk back to him, "Open the door."
He looks at me and raises a brow, "What did you just say?"
"Open the door," I shake unconsciously.
He rolls his eyes, not even bothered about me, "What if I don't?"
"I said you should open the damn door!" I scream at him, emotions fighting and threatening to break loose. I feel the anger seep out of me, my fist curled into a ball beside me.
He stares at me for a while, as he took his lower lips in seductively. His eyes are enchanting, yet the dark frown on his face says he's been serious, "What if I don't?"