"She was hospitalized because of me? We had a baby?!"
Mr. Neil sighed heavily and explained to Jacques the trouble he left for Nyla.
"Young man, didn't you remember how much physical injury you caused that poor woman? The people you owed went to her and if I am right, she made a deal with them because you made her your co-maker. You better pray you have enough good karma in this lifetime or you may be reborn as a cockroach in your next life." Mr. Eli can't help but show anger when he remembered how pitiful Nyla looked bandaged and bruised when they were at the hospital.
"I... I was under so much stress then..."
"You should apologize. You have a pending domestic abuse case. You should also fulfill your debt obligation. Call Nyla for your things. Some movers took your belongings when she ended her lease."
After being scolded by the old man like a parent, Jacques said his goodbyes.
He looked at his cell phone.
What was I thinking? Did I think she will stay and wait for me here after the horrible things I've done? We also had a baby. Oh my God…
He slumped at the railing near the apartment's entrance. Hands on his hair head between his knees.
I am a horrible person... how will she forgive me? Do I even have the right to face her? Will she face me?
Tears made their way to the cold pavement. His misfortune was his own. He just made Nyla the shock absorber when things started to get messy. He went hiding in a friend's basement when he was thinking of a way to get money for the lending company.
He went into a nearby church. It's an ordinary day. It's 1 in the afternoon so few people are around the church. He sat in one of the pews and prayed a bit.
Then he went out into the nearby Ossuary garden. The place is very peaceful. It calmed his troubled heart.
He chose to sit on a big rock near the manmade pond where turtles are lazily swimming. They swam near him expecting food. He opened his cellphone contacts and chose Nyla's number. He breathed deeply and pressed the call button.
Meanwhile, Nyla and Callum just finished their lunch and were just discussing some cases for research in the afternoon. They were looking down at multiple documents scattered all over the center table, they were sitting opposites on the sofa, deeply engrossed in their work.
Nyla's cell phone rang. She looked at the caller ID and she dropped her cell phone at the table.
Nyla started palpitating. Her heartbeat has never been this fast since that day she felt scared for her life in Jacques' hands. She started breathing in loudly, gasping for air as if every take wasn't enough. She held on to the side of the center table and looked at Callum who hurriedly went around to embrace her.
"Baby, what's wrong? Breathe baby breathe!"
Callum looked at the caller ID and knew immediately what made Nyla panic. He turned the cell phone over to stop it from ringing and went back to Nyla.
It took a good 10 minutes before Nyla calmed down. Her tear-stricken face was buried in Callum's chest.
Callum brought Nyla to the hidden room and lay her in bed. Nyla kept clinging to him though.
"Baby, I know it's a shock. I will find out and take care of it okay? Will you let me do that?" Callum kissed her hair.
Nyla looked up and kissed Callum, asking for comfort. Callum kissed her back brushing his tongue on her lips, licking her like a puppy, and biting her lower lip before breaking the kiss.
"Don't worry baby. I'm here. Nobody can touch you. I'll make a few calls first. I will also talk to him using your phone alright? I will take care of this now. Do you understand?"
Nyla nodded and embraced him tightly before burying herself in the blanket. Callum kissed her head before leaving the room.
He called his head investigator and found out Jacques was indeed back in town and visited his previous apartment. Apparently, Jacques also asked for an appointment regarding his outstanding balances which means Jacques will have to meet one of his managers to discuss his financial obligations.
He called Jacques thru Nyla's phone. He introduced himself and gave a short message to Jacques.
"I will meet with you. Wait for my instructions within the week."
Callum went back to Nyla and saw her still hiding in the covers.
"Hey, I'm back..."
Nyla slowly emerged, her forehead with beads of sweat.
Callum lowered the temperature in the room. However, Nyla had other ideas.
She pulled his tie and kissed him passionately causing Callum to be on all fours in the bed, pinning Nyla.
She started removing his tie and unbuttoning his polo. Callum stopped her hands.
"Comfort me, daddy..." Nyla said, pleading.
Callum removed his clothes first then positioned Nyla on top of him, her straddling him.
"You'll feel better if daddy makes love to you?"
"Yes daddy..." she hooked her arms around his neck.
"Alright."
Callum expertly removed her dress leaving nothing to the imagination. He turned Nyla to face the full body mirror near the foot of the bed in a kneeling position.
"Look into the mirror and see the lewd faces you're making while I touch you." He whispered in her ear. He gently kissed her neck, licking and sucking earning sweet moans from Nyla.
She can feel him hard behind her and she can see it in the mirror in front of her, slipping between her thighs as he thrusts slowly, teasing her and spreading her wetness below. She spread her legs a bit wider, wanting and enjoying that rubbing sensation.
His big hands roam around her upper body. Caressing her waist, her breasts, and nipples. Her hand went down to her clit wanting to add pleasure but Callum caught her hand once again.
"Let me... you horny baby." And he pulled her chin so he can kiss her passionately, Nyla know this. This kind of kiss means he's already crossed the horny fence and won't stop anymore.
Callum played with her wetness for a few minutes before holding her by the waist. He moved her together with him on the edge of the bed and slowly sat her down on his proud length. He breathed in her ear.
"Look closely where we are connected..."
Nyla can't help but look as she was penetrated and her hole adjusted to his length and thickness. Soon she was riding him in that position and he was meeting her halfway, their rhythm adjusting to each other. His finger still playing with her clit, pleasuring her even more.
"I'm ah ah ah cumming daddy please ahh..." Nyla reached her orgasm and trembled a bit.
Callum thrusted a bit more before finally getting his release.
His member popped out and his cum spilled out.
"Look, how lewd you are in this position," Callum whispered while licking-kissing her neck.
Callum spread her legs even more. Nyla watched as she spilled whitish liquid continuously. Callum even spread her with his fingers, playfully inserting two fingers at her entrance.
"I'm so slutty..."
"Yes, you are indeed. My slut. You're my slut. Only mine." He said, repeating those words of possession, sounding like he needs more affirmation and comfort than Nyla.
Nyla turned and faced Callum, "I love you, Callum. I'm yours."
"Yeah, I know. I love you too Nyla."
Callum made love to her in a more normal way after that. After the heat of the moment, Callum was rubbing her left-hand wrist and noticed a floral shadow, one centimeter wide.
"Is this from an accident? It's faded now but can be noticed if you look closely. What happened?"
"Hahaha! No silly. It's a birthmark." Nyla rubbed it too unconsciously and remembered something.
"You know, I heard this from a history professor before. It was said that birthmarks symbolize your death from your previous life. Like, there was one classmate who has a birthmark on his neck so he must have died from neck stabbing. It was a fun exercise. Made our class lively."
"So what could kill you on the wrist which will leave a floral shape? What, left yourself bleeding to death?" Callum teased her.
"I don't know. But, probably, suicide? Hahaha, I don't know. How will I know?"
After a while, they continued with their work for the rest of the day.
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Meanwhile, Jacques slowly put down his arm on his side, confused.
Huh? The President himself will meet with me? And what was he doing with Nyla's phone? ...