I pushed him away.
I wiped my lips in disgust, not minding that he was just in front of me.
Ew! Ew! Ew! Different women have tasted his lips, yuck! And I'm sure one of them was that bitchy anaconda.
"What the fuck are you doing?" I could hear the irritation in his voice, he even stopped me from cleaning my lips and he made me look at him. His eyebrow meet and if only the water could ignite that's what I could see in his eyes. His ocean blue eyes were now burning in rage. Was he insulted by what I did?
I was distracted by the sound of bottles being crashed and when I looked at his foot, there I saw the broken pieces of glass I had dropped, and the other thing that makes my eyes bigger, he was stepping on it and not even just that, he didn't even complained or showed emotion that it hurt him.
My eyes rolled, he was just wearing a thin slipper. I was sure the broken pieces would sink in then, but he really didn't care. He remained holding one of my hands while my other hand was held on his shoulder, to try to stop him from coming closer to me.
"S-Sir, those b-broken glass you're stepping on them..." I tried to divert his attention to himself but he didn't. Instead, he crossed the remaining distance that we have and leaned closer.
"Do you know how insulting it is? Wiping your lips after we accidentally kissed?" My eyes even goes wider as he said that. My knees were still shaking which made me cling to his shoulder even more firmly.
"Sir I...I...." I stopped breathing when he leaned closer again. I can feel the tip of his pointed nose on my cheek. My eyes widened as I stared into his eyes and my vision almost doubled.
My parted lips quivered as I start to stomp my foot a little to calm myself because I am starting to panic.
Shit! What the hell is he doing to me?! I can already feel our body touched each other and I can feel my system was already going crazy. I tried to push him, but he's stronger than me.
"I want to taste you," his hoarse voice was deafening. The more that I push my head back, the more he's leaning his face closer to mine. I was trying to speak, but I remained voiceless, until his other hand encircled on my waist as he pressed his lips against mine. And there I felt his soft, warm lips. This time it wasn't just stiff or stuck. It's moving.
He was sucking and nipping both of my lower and upper lips. Not letting me get away and I felt sudden mix of emotions and feeling. I badly want to protest but he's holding me too tight. I can't even move to push him. I wasn't responding though, but his kisses makes me shut my eyes. One of his hands released from the grip on my hand, he cupped my jaw that makes my lips to part more and it gives him access to insert his tongue inside my mouth, tasting every bit of me.
Unintentionally, moan escape my lips as I tried to push his chest.
He didn't let me go, he kept on kissing me until I couldn't take it. I feel like I'm running out of breath but he still won't let me go. I tried to respond or even bite his lips but he was very expert and fast. I can't keep up, I can't resist.
And when I gave up, that's the time he let go and we are both catching our breath. We stayed a close distance and I clung tightly to the counter behind me.
He lick his lips after and showed me his infamous serious and cold face before he stepped back.
"Next time you do that, you'll taste my punishment again ... Rene," after that, he silently left the dine hall.
I bit my lower lip to stifle my scream. I was very annoyed but I couldn't slap him before.
I feel like I'm going to explode with annoyance and even get trampled on.
That's when I saw the broken pieces of glasses. I could still see drops and stains of blood from Damon's feet.
He stepped on it earlier, like it wasn't painful. He seemed numb and didn't care if he stepped on the glass.
What kind of man is that guy?
Does he still have a feeling?
I feels weak, I was able to clean the crystals though, so I picked up Damon's dishes as well and went straight to the kitchen to wash them. I wasn't on my own mind the whole hour I was cleaning the kitchen. I almost jumped in shock when I saw old lady Josie putting the groceries on the kitchen table.
"Why are you pale?"
"A-Ah I'm surprised because of you," she raised an eyebrow at me and ignored me so I went to help her, I assist her to put the groceries on it's designated areas.
"Since you're the only one here, you'll be the one to take Master's laundry to his room, later."
"Y-Yes," I was immediately enveloped in excitement. Perfect timing. I can finally enter his room.
I also helped with the cleaning and I even saw Damon leave. He also didn't eat lunch here so I was more determined to finish the cleaning so that I could go up to his room. At six o'clock I started cooking and Old lady Josie helped me.
"Have you got the laundry yet?"
"Not yet, but I'll take it after that," she nodded and let me go. After cooking I left the old man in the kitchen first, then I decided to go upstairs with the fight container that I could get in Damon's room.
When I entered there, I was immediately amazed by the order of his belongings. As far as I know, he doesn't clean his room. He only allows the housemates to enter here to pick up the clothes he is already wearing. She was the one cleaning and tidying her own room, which sounded even more suspicious to me.
I immediately rolled my eyes after closing the door. It has a book shelf, built-in closet and even has a walk-in-closet.
I lowered the bag for a moment and approached the book shelf, I tried to look for something suspicious. I also tried to open some drawers but some were locked so I didn't look.
Even the farthest corner of his bed I peeked out until I landed on his side table. I also opened its drawer and almost widened my eyes when I saw the box of condoms that was there.
I gulped when I saw it's size!
He's an XL ?!
Goodness gracious!
I grinned to get one there. I was so damn curious! I have seen condoms but not in my entire life that I saw an actual form of male's sh*ft.
My heart almost jumped when I heard the footsteps. My hand trembled and a condom quickly slipped into my skirt pocket in confusion. I returned the drawer to the closet and confusedly looked at the door and the room.
I can hear moans, and I know he's not alone.
Fuck! I ran towards the curtain but I felt I was not safe there. I saw the movement of the door knob signaling the door to open. In nervousness I immediately crawled under the bed, then lay down there and quickly covered my mouth with my own hand. I shut my eyes, as my heartbeat started to deafen me.
I could hear their footsteps and the growl of the woman I was sure she was kissing. My eyes almost widened when I saw the bra and panty fall in front of me, even Damon's dress.
The woman's growl also got louder which made me feel hot.
I can feel the bed move, I can hear the sound of it when someone was being laid. And God! I feel like my face is red with tomatoes.
I feel so embarrassed and uncomfortable. My heart was still beating fast and I just seemed to want to scream when the bed started to rattle. There seems to be rapid movement happening on the surface.
The long and loud moans of the woman makes my fist clench. I have an idea of what is happening and I can't believe I has to witness that!
Fucking shit!
Can this floor just swallow me now please? I can not take it anymore! I feel like I'm in tears especially when I hear the woman moan and mention Damon's name over and over.
She was even doing some dirty talks and even described how good he is on fucking her. Goddammit!
"I want more Damon!"
Damn you!
"I want your c-ck on my p-ssy, please!"
Eh, if I kick this bed and hit you on the cement, will you touch it?!
"Leave ..."
I stopped cursing at my fucking fiancé's flirtatious s-x partner when he spoke.
"W-What?"
"I am not in a mood anymore, so leave."
"But babe, you're not even co ---"
"I said leave! Or I will fucking force you to!" I was startled by Damon's hard voice.
The woman hurried to leave immediately after putting on her clothes.
The whole room went silent and I just heard the sound of a zipper closing.
"Thank goodness!" I said in a whisper. I can already feel my sweat dripping from my forehead and neck.
"Come out," maybe I'll just sleep here or wait for him to come out to eat.
"I said come out, now!" I stopped thinking.
Huh? Did he know that ... Did he know?!
"Come out or I will drag you out?!" I was frightened by his angry voice so I was immediately thrown out from hiding under his bed.
I held my breath as Damon startled me. He was wearing no top and was staring at me intently.
"What the fuck are you doing inside my room, Rene?!" Shit! Furious?
"I was ... I was ..." I bowed my head and bite my lip. Aside from being nervous I still can't get over it. I'm still embarrassed and I feel like my face is even redder than a tomato.
"Fucking answer me or else!" he threatened to growl that I would almost jump.
"I supposed to just take your laundry out s-sir ... well...I'm sorry."
When I looked up a little at him I saw that he had tweaked his hair. He even massages the bridge of his nose, seemingly consumed.
"You heard everything right? You didn't see but you heard?" why do you have to ask what is already obvious?!
"I-I'm really sorry sir … I didn't expect that … I'm really sorry …" I closed my eyes tightly and covered my face in shame.
I heard her sigh violently.
"Get whatever you need to get and leave my room," he commanded emphatically, which I obeyed in a daze.
I almost fell and thankfully he grabbed me quickly. I seemed to be electrocuted and immediately left his room. Chasing the breath I walked away from there. My heart is beating so fast and I just witnessed something I shouldn't! My bad luck shit!
"Oh why are you in a hurry? You might stumble?" I met old lady Josie as I was on my way to the laundry room.
"A-ah because, I-I'm about to pee because I …" my voice trembled, and even though she was wired by my actions, she just nodded and let me continue. I almost fainted when I got to the laundry room and slowly sat down. I swallowed and frowned a few more times.
He is really filthy! My God! He's not just kissing other woman! He slept with them! I don't like second hands! All my life I get what I want, and all that is unused, new and I'm sure it's just me!
If he's just the one I will marry, no thanks! I don't like things that already used by many.