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"Do you think I have a chance?" My words are muffled by Emerson's chest.

I press my eyes shut embracing the silence around us.

"What was the last thing he said to you?" He breathes into my hair.

"Well...he said he'd miss me..." Right after he gave it to me 4 times.
Took me higher than I'd ever been before.

And one thing he wasn't wrong about
...was that I would never forget it because I'm pretty sure I think about that moment at least a few times every five minutes.

Not that I was going to tell Em that specific detail.

"And he's supposed to be back?..."

"Today"

"hmm... I bet he'll come to see you then, get some sleep for now" he gently shoves me off of him.

Sometimes when I needed to vent, Em would hold me and tell me to talk to him.
He is a great listener and he knows everything about me, well aside from some things, but that's that.

We have been chilling in my bed for a while now, and I'm starting to get sleepy.

"Yeah I'll be here if you need anything, just get some sleep" he turns away from me, slipping his phone out of his pocket.

After 15 minutes of staring up at the ceiling, counting every tile until I finally know the number by heart, I start to fall asleep.

Pushing away the bubbly sound of Emerson working at his keyboard.

When I awake it's already getting dark, How long have I been asleep?

but that's not what's important because my attention drifts to the Man struggling to breathe beside me.

Em looks like he's about to pass out as a pair of veiny hands wrap around his throat, pinning him down.

"um, Em why do you look like that?" I wipe away my sleepy eyes as I sit up to adjust to the scene before me.

"Why do you look like you're about to die?" I raise a confused brow.

What in the world is going on?

"Fucking hell, help me" he rasps out, making me snap out of my sleepy trance.

That's when I finally see it, my fiancΓ©e is attempting to murder my best friend

"Eros, get off of him, w-what are you doing?" I pry his hands off of my friend, shielding him as he goes in for another blow.

"Hey, calm down, what's wrong?" I place my hands on his shoulders, hoping for him to calm down.

"He was in your fucking bed" he states, not breaking the deadly gaze he is sending Emerson, who looks close to shitting himself.

"And?, Em is just my friend" I explain.

"Do you let all your friends in your bed?" He narrows his gaze.

I don't know what to make of his response, he sounds almost disappointed.

"Hey, chill out dude, Clover's just my friend, plus, I like dick" Em shrugs as he stands to his feet, fixing his collar.

"Clover? w-..." His voice trails off as he finally processes the meaning of Emerson's last three words.

"Oh..." he looks almost embarrassed, I could laugh.

"I thought you were-...never mind, I'm sorry I guess..." he looks away, shoving his gun into his back pocket.

"You're good...anyways, I'll leave you two to it" Em grabs his jacket off the couch, stopping to wink at me by the door before heading out.

The atmosphere gets a little gloomy from the lack of his presence and an awkward silence falls upon us.

"I'm sorry..." The Man before me apologizes for the third time now.

"It's alright...you meant well" Anyways, all things aside, I really missed him, and I'm glad he's back.

"And I'm sorry I said that...about you bringing your friends into your bed... sometimes I don't handle these types of things very well, but I didn't mean-"

"It's alright" I silence him with a kiss on his cheek.

I'm guessing it works because he completely melts.

"I missed you" he smiles, pulling me closer to him before wrapping his arms around me.

His familiar scent of Apples and liquor fills my nostrils as I soak him in.

Are we moving too fast?

I'm thankful for him coming in last minute to save me from the horrible life I had ahead of me if it had been Mr woods they had chosen.

But I can't help but feel that We're moving too fast.

And well, he's already seen me exposed and bare and pleased me with those very same luscious lips which are currently, grinning down at me.

But do I even have a say in how we're taking things?

He bought me off, so shouldn't he decide when he wants to take things further.

Despite the latter being true, Eros has never made me feel like I am just an object to him.

The last time I saw him, Just when I was about to lose my very last string of control over my emotions, I managed to tell him I wasn't ready for him to take me.

And he agreed, saying he was fine pleasing me with his hands for as long as I want.

And well, I've never felt anything more gluttonous and perverted towards anyone before.

And I can't help but wonder how he would feel, all of him if only a small part of him could take me to heights I never knew existed.

"I got you a few things" he beams, "but you can open them later, for now, I want to spend some time with you, so? What do you say?" He holds out his arm.

A smile creeps itself onto my lips as I hook mine around his.
Letting him lead me out of my bedroom.

Once we're halfway down the stairs and he's telling me how beautiful I look today, I Mindlessly bump into a tall, hard figure in front of me.

A scowl makes its way across Adonis' face as he stumbles back from the impact.

"Watch where you're going, Pipsqueak" Eros steps between us, looking down at an irritated Adonis.

"Keep your woman in check then, I'm sure the old geezers will be happy to take care of her if you're unavailable, or, you could always hand her back to me" he grins, right before it's punched out of his stupid face.

"Say one more thing, I fucking dare you"

As if sensing the sincerity in his words, Adonis takes a few steps back, before continuing down the hall towards my father's office.

Once he's out of sight, I take a few steps towards Eros who looks like he is battling the urge to follow the punk and beat him senseless.

"Hey, it's alright I'm okay, calm down" he doesn't seem to loosen up even an inch.

"I'm alright, really" I wrap my arms around his waist, feeling his stiffness let loose.

"If I see him anywhere near you, trust me, Angel, I will hurt him"

"Y-yes, alright..." I notice how genuinely pissed off he is so I grab his arm again and tug him towards the door.

"Don't let Adonis get to you, he's just like that, a worthless prick, seeking attention, he finds comfort and happiness in bringing others down, he's just irrelevant, Let's go, then maybe you can take me somewhere you love so much" I smile up at him, slowly watching the tension leave his face, replaced with a cheerful smile.

"But Sienna, honestly, I wish you would reconsider the offer of coming to live with me, no offense but, your family is as toxic as it gets, and I would like to get to know you more"

I digest this information, taking everything into consideration, I guess I could move in with him, and dodge the chances of ever running into my sister and her traitor of a man, let's not even get started on my mother, Dad would probably be against this, but seeing that Eros technically 'owns' me, I doubt he'll step in.

"Alright, I'll think about it" I assure him.

He seems satisfied with my answer because his smile widens.

Right before we are about to enter his car, he says something to his chauffeur who nods and rolls down the back window.

Eros reaches in, retrieving his hand with a bouquet of flowers.

He then turns around and hands them to me.

"I didn't know your favorite, so I got you all of them" he nervously smiles, placing them in my hands before planting a kiss on my forehead.

Oh God, how could someone so hard and cold be so sweet and romantic?

"Thank you" I can't help the heat rushing to my cheeks.

He helps me into his car before slipping in beside me.

"Where to, sir?" The Man up front asks.

He glances briefly at his watch and then turns to face the trees which are starting to look a little creepy due to the sun starting to set.

"Arinial falls" he replies before rolling up the partitioner, separating us from the chauffeur.

Arinial falls??

I have heard about it a few times but not to the point where I've ever considered visiting.

And for him to take me there...I guess is a bit, Interesting.

Not in a bad way, I just wonder what he sees in that place.

According to the douches in my class, it's a bland spot.

I push my curious thoughts away as
My mind drifts back to the question that has been bugging me for a while now.

But both me and the little voice in my head, know that it's just going to pass over like a fart in church.

So I turn around and do what I'm best at.

I stay quiet.






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