Liah walks slowly towards the bed where Michael lies sleeping on his back with both his hands resting on his stomach; his incredibly flat chiseled stomach. She couldn't stop her eyes from admiring his physic since his cast and bandages were removed and there certainly was a lot of him to admire. For starters he was an extremely gorgeous man, his looks put Razor's to shame.
He had slightly waved silky black hair which lay above his shoulder but if she had to guess she would say it was much longer. It looks as if someone had cut it with a sharp object, like a knife, probably the same ones who attacked him.
He had a thick neck and broad shoulders, he was muscled but not bulky, his chest muscles were toned, like a well-oiled stallion and he had long, strong toned legs.
His skin was like smooth marble, hard in all the right places and flawless even his cuts and bruises weren't so visible anymore. Funny how his body seemed to heal itself and so quickly, maybe it had something to do with all the vegetables and nuts he was eating. She thought with a smile.
His hands weren't rough but soft as if he hadn't done a hard day's work in his life. He looks to be about in his late twenties. Her brother refers to him as eye candy and yeah he was right but eye candy didn't even come close to describing this man. Her brother also said that this man would be the perfect candidate for her to lose her virginity to and again he wasn't wrong there either.
She already had a few erotic dreams where she did lose her virginity to him but that is something she didn't plan on admitting to anyone. She thought as her eyes came to rest on his crotch. It wasn't hard to tell that he had a nice-sized shaft.
A shaft she had no business thinking about. She thought mentally scowling herself. This man could be married with kids for all she knew. She lifted his ring finger in her hand and examined it closely. There was no ring line, so did that mean he wasn't married? She found herself hoping he wasn't.
Michael could feel the heat radiating from her body. How he managed to keep his breathing steady was right now beyond his knowledge, especially when his skin burned wherever her eyes lingered. He especially had a hard time keeping his breathing steady when he felt her eyes resting on his crotch and when she lifted his left finger in hers and gently ran hers over it.
This beautiful virgin Island princess was admiring him and yes he was flattered and would love to return her admiration but she was taken and as much as she was admiring him right now he knew he wasn't the one in her heart.
"Get out," Razor growls from behind her as she was still sitting by Michael's bedside, her eyes raking over him from head to toe. Liah reluctantly got up and turned towards the door where she saw her brother waiting for her. "Take her to room five and keep her there until I tell you otherwise," Razor commands her brother in a cold tone. "Yes, boss."
Michael slowly opened his eyes as he heard the door close. Despite his best efforts to keep his breathing steady his body still betrayed him. At present his body was extremely hot, sweat was beading on his forehead and if the tyrant hadn't walked in when he did she would have eventually noticed how hard his shaft had become.
He sat up and moved his feet so he was now in a sitting position on the side of his bed, his dark eyes focused on the tyrant before him. Razor walks over to the window turning his back to Michael.
"Alright, seeing as though your first words to me were 'I don't like you' I'm going to say that we have started off on the wrong foot. I'm here to rectify that, now…." "Stop," Michael said in a tone so cold it had Razor turning around to face him.
"Excuse me?" Razor asks arching his brow. "Your reasons for your actions do not interest me," Michael said standing up and moving away from the bed.
"You saved my life, so I am in your dept. if and when my loved ones come for me, you will be generously compensated. If no one comes for me then I will serve you loyally until I die." Michael said firmly, one of his hands placed behind him in a soldier stance.
"I'm loving the sound of that," Razor said with an evil smirk. "As I suspected you would, however before my loyalty commences I need a favor from you." "You're in no position to make ultimatums but this should be interesting, so go ahead," Razor said the evil smirk still on his face. "Return Liah to her family," Michael said firmly.
"Not going to happen, Liah leaves when I say she leaves." Razor used his most intimidating tone, his arms folded across his chest. Michael took a deep breath but remained calm. "Liah was brought here to nurse me back to health, I no longer need her assistance," Michael states.
"Not your call to make, now as I was saying…." "Fact," Michael said cutting Razor's sentence short again. "Asshole interrupt me again and I'll knock your fucking teeth down your throat." Razor growls but Michael fixes him with a cold dark glare and continues.
"Fact, you release her today and I will be forever loyal to you, you insist on keeping her here against her will and I'll become your worst nightmare." He said as he slowly walked past Razor brushing against him as he continued towards the window.
"Mother fucker please, I've dealt with a lot scarier people than you," Razor said with a snort. "That I don't doubt, however, how many have accomplished the task of disarming you without your knowledge?" Michael asks placing both his hands behind him as he turns to face Razor.
"None and asshole you won't be the firs...wait…what the fuck?" Razor sneers as he realizes both his weapons were no longer on him. "Fact, you stand to lose a lot more if you insist on keeping her here," Michael said placing both his hands which were holding Razor's weapons in front of him in a threatening stance.
Ten different ways to get the weapon from Michael's hand flash through Razor's mind but all of them would probably end with him killing or badly wounding this man which would hinder him from getting his reward money.
"Fine, the bitch can leave, now put my fucking weapons on the table and step the fuck away from them, now." Razor growls in a deadly tone and Michael obeys. Razor then took out his phone, dials a number, and barks. "You have five minutes to get that bitch out of my house or she doesn't leave at all." Razor then storms over to the table, grabs his guns off of it, and with one swift move steps towards Michael and slams one of his gun handles against the side of Michael's head. "Touch my fucking weapons again and I'll fucking kill you." He grows between clenched teeth before storming out.
The hit dazed him and he closed his eyes and gripped the edge of the table, for a few seconds he didn't move as pain serge through his head. He didn't even realize that Liah was back in the room until he felt her hands on his shoulder.
"Oh God, Michael, are you okay?" She asked with concern as there was blood running down the side of his face. "You just had brain surgery, I can't believe he hit you in the head." She said grabbing a piece of tissue and began wiping away the blood.
"I'll be fine, a small price to pay for getting you out of here, now go, please, go home to your loved ones before he changes his mind, take your phone and tablet, I'll send the rest of your things with your brother, now go." He said pushing her away from him.
"You heard the man sis, let's get the fuck out of here, now." Her brother said dragging her towards the door.
Thank you all for reading
Words of encouragement
Pray about everything
You worry about
Ans for riddle from Ch 12
I'm stuck on you, ha
Alright so that one was easy, so here's another
What can turn a lad into a lady?
Good luck my lovelies