I paced restlessly in my hotel room waiting for her knock. Every part of me vibrating with anticipation. It is always like this between us. Me waiting like this for her arrival. I should have stopped this long time ago, but no matter how many times I told myself that this is the last time, I find myself returning to this room.
They say old habit die hard, but this is more than a habit. It is an obsession. She has turned me into a drug addict who can never get enough.
Enough of her.
I stepped away from my gnawing thoughts of her to look around the room. This 20 square meter room has become like a home to us from how many times we have spent together here, holding both sad and happy memories.
I looked at the queen size bed and felt my body shiver from the memories of her touch. When we are together she treats me like I am the most precious thing to her. I almost feel that she loves me.
But Amelia doesn't love.
No, the woman I have given my heart to have closed hers to love.
I drew to a shocking stop at the thought that just fleeted through my mind. My heart started beating in panic. I have tried so much to deny it, never thinking it let alone acknowledging.
She had one rule when all these started: Don't fall in love.
A painful chuckle escaped my lips at the thought of her ridiculous rule. In the beginning I had thought the rule a piece of cake. I mean Amelia doesn't make it easy to love her. She is hard, cold, and manipulative. There was no way I was falling for such a callous woman, and moreover I wasn't gay.
But again you can't help who your heart fall for, and Amelia is a hard woman to resist.
She once told me that she gets whatever she wants, and I scoffed at her words, but when those icy gorgeous blue eyes that makes you think of the ocean set their sights on me. There was no escaping her.
She was tenacious, persistent until she had me in her bed.
It was just sex, I told myself the first time. Just a physical attraction. Now we have fucked it out of our system we can go back being normal, but that was far from what happened.
Amelia is a dangerous woman, getting tangled with her was dangerous. I should be running in the opposite direction from the first moment I met her, but even then there was no escaping the hold she had on me.
It is funny that our first time happened in a hotel too.
I smiled fondly at the memory of our first meeting. She had scared the shit out of me that time, and if I was being honest that was when my heart fell for her.
I moved my weary body back to the bed wearing a melancholy look on my face. I felt sad that io have falling in love with the one person on god's earth that will never love me back.
Maybe this meeting will be our last, because I don't know how long I could go on without confessing my feelings. I will hate to see the light in her eyes when she looks at me switch off all because I couldn't keep control of my feelings.
I picked up my phone from the bed, glanced down at the time, and grew worried when I saw how late it has gotten.
She is meant to be here by now.
My heart started beating a little fast with worry, as I scrolled through my phone for her number
I have just posed my fingers to dial her number when a knock sounded on the door.
I exhaled in relief, even as my heart leaped to my throat in anticipation. I dropped back the phone on the bed and made my way to the door. My body already buzzing with the desire just thinking of seeing her stunning face.
I opened the door and my heart nearly stopped beating from the shock of the person who stood on the other side. I gawked at him in horror, my eyes wide eyed in terrified shock.
Weren't expecting me darling? His lips mocked me with a sly evil grin that sent chilled down my spine.
Of course not. He is the last person I expected to see on the other side, because one he didn't know about this place, and two Amelia was supposed to be taking care of him.
Amelia!
Worry and fear for Amelia well being made me forget my precarious situation, and I stepped into his space. What have you done with her! I shove him away from me angrily ready to take a swing at him for laying his filthy finger on Amelia, but someone immediately caught me and restrained me.
I struggled against the hold, but there was no escaping the cagey hold on my frame. It was one of his goons holding me. I hadn't realized that he wasn't alone until that moment.
He came prepared.
My fear scammed back again making my inside feel cold, but I was determined to not show it.
What do you want?! I demanded boldly glaring daggers at a man that I had once thought was beautiful but never knew what an ugly heart he had, and the things he was capable of doing.
He straightened out his expensive blazer jacket, and then looked back at me with a furious serious look on his face.
To make you both pay.