How does it became peaceful when he's not at peace at all?
His palm almost warmed up from rubbing his leg while one of his hands was holding the steering wheel and driving quietly.
He was swallowing steadily and he couldn't stop glancing at the girl.
Cox doesn't know what to do when there are humps for the car to pass because of the thought that Sca might wake up and panic because she is in another car.
That can also result for her to get out of his car, or to an accident?
Cox's mind was confused as he drove the car at high speed.
And if Sca ever wakes up in another bed, the girl might become hysterical and that will result in a big chaos between them.
Unbeknownst to the young man that he had a bad relationship with Sca. Since they were still in elementary school, they were always fighting.
Cox always started it first and Sca retaliated because Cox always teased her when she was young.
When they went to high school, they still studied at the same university.
There is nothing new about him, To Cox who is always a bully. The bullying he did to Sca got even worse.
But Sca was the one who changed.
For unknown reasons, she was always quiet until their second year of high school, when Cox never saw the girl again.
She disappeared in no light. She disappeared in no words.
She disappeared and no one notices it. Not because she's always alone but because she was always avoiding the spotlight she could ever have if she wanted to.
When his memory of her disappearance came back, his warm palm on his thigh stopped.
He stroked his steering wheel, turned the steering wheel and parked the car in an empty spot in an exclusive hotel parking area where they stopped.
He turned back to the girl.
To see her stunning beauty while she was sleeping.
He wanted to ask her many questions but there was some doubt in his heart that prevented him from asking Sca about what happened to her when they were in high school.
"Stop it Cy." He uttered beneath his breath.
The ineffable truth behind it was completely hidden.
He just stared into nothingness while tightly holding the steering wheel of the car.
With his heavy breathing, the hotness in his body that he felt increased even more.
Quick His P.O.V
I glanced at her and was still seeing the same.
I can't decide whether to get out of the car or not because first of all, I don't want to go bavk to my place that I just bought last week first before everything is done there.
My things are not even complete there, my piano and other important things like books have not been moved inside yet.
But I'm sure this girl will be comfortable in the bed that I just bought yesterday and that the hotel staff just fixed earlier.
It was personalized, everything was personalized. Since I brought the place, I have my rights to do everything I wanted to.
I can't help but take a deep breath when my eyes hit her lips.
I was stuck, everything was stuck.
It's annoying! I can't stay beside her to the reason I can't tell either.
Swallow, grip the steering wheel tightly then repeat.
shit! the most embarrassing thing I have done is this!
When I saw her last last day, she was looking lugubrious.
Although I know she didn't notice me, I know the reason why.
I saw her at a VIP area of a restaurant, sitting, facing an elder woman who's looking like a classic lady in ther age.
Maybe 40's.
And was slapped by her in an instant.
She didn't flinch, nor looking mad, or sad because of the slap she received.
Something I was very confused of.
I've known her as a rude one too. But why did she let that ugly old woman just slap her in the face?
And another...
why am I angry when I'm not the one who got slapped?
shit! My mind was wandering to other things that I shouldn't be wasting time on.
I immediately removed my seatbelt and turned to her to hopefully remove her seatbelt as well.
I unlocked the seatbelt but I couldn't stop staring at her face while she was sleeping.
I fucking felt an undeniably hurt in my stomach as soon as I stared at her lips.
It's hard to breathe. I feel like I'm being choked.
I bent down, but the pain in my stomach was still different.
And... that fucking dick I have is starting to feel harder.
And the pain was for me to bear with.
"You're arising in a completely wrong place and wrong person to! Bastard!" I hissed to myself, trying to calm myself down.
But I guess my body really wants something else to happen because the heat in my stomach is getting more and more intense.
I gripped on the chair that Sca was sitting on and almost cursed myself because of the pain that was felt in my whole being.
"What the hell do you have in yourself and you're making me like this, woman?" I mumbled between my groan.
I know I'm a bastard to think this way but I can't help it.
I slowly approached her, with heavy breathing and warm hands that held the small space on Sca's seat.
And with a little movement, I was hoping for her not to be awake.
I went down a little, and looked at her again. Taking a risk that she might be awake and pretending to be asleep but she is very drunk and it will be difficult if she wakes up.
I tried to close my eyes.
I'm just crazy. I don't want her. I don't fucking want this woman!
Low class is not my type! I especially don't type people like her.
I felt her breathing become heavy causing me to open my eyes and see her lips moving slightly.
Fuck! It doesn't help me eases my pain!
"s-sorry..." she mumbled.
I was surprised because of what she said. What is sorry her for?
Is that for me? or for someone else.
I'm annoyed, she shouldn't apologize to others. Too many things have happened to her from other people and she hasn't even received an apology from them.
And that's fucking unfair. I hate them, I hate her.
Maybe it's because of the alcohol I drank earlier that I'm like this?
That alcohol has a different effect on me. All I can think of is not good.
"Y-You don't have to say sorry." I whispered.
I still hope she didn't hear it. I don't want her to think of me as a good man.
Tears flowed from her closed eyes.
Reason why I was stunned and couldn't help but to feel uneasy.
using the handkerchief from my pocket, I immediately wiped her cheek but she still didn't wake up.
I'll talk to Uncle Fred tomorrow and will ask him about the whiskey he gave to her. And why the wine served to the guests was so strong?
Especially, why did he have her at the first place when I've already told him to not give her a damn whisky or wine.
Shit.
My hand crawled through her hair and I went down to her lips again.
It's up to batman now.
I pressed my lips to her lips lightly, trying not to wake her up.
But Sca is sleeping soundly and she doesn't really wake up even with a little gesture I've made.
I wanted to feel her.
I wanted to own her. In the way that a person can be possessed, that's how I want to possess her, even just tonight.
I pressed my lips again, I kissed her lightly.
Damn these lips were so bold and sweet.
It makes me want more, more and more until I'm satisfied.
I tried to open her lips. I held her in her chin and quickly inserted my tongue into her warm mouth.
I tasted her, and her warm mouth as I continued.
My hand went back to holding her hair while I didn't miss a second repeatedly taking my tongue out and entering her mouth until I had the chance.
I didn't waste a second.
My lips pressed harder as I was drowned in a deep temptation.
I was desperate. I wanted her, I fucking wanted her taste.
And in that fucking intense smell of her skin, shit!
I wanna be drowned, I want to repeat everything.
I want to start over. As I owned her lips, I felt the lifting of one of her hands that went to my chest and held onto it.
But I'm still doing what I'm doing.
Our saliva were mixed now for sure, and I have no complaints about that.
I kissed her, continuously.
Having time to own even her lips is a reward for me.
I felt her hand grips tightening on my t-shirt and her soft moan in between our kiss.
But I was stunned. I saw her tears flowed from her eyes again.
"P-Please... stop...D-don't."