"Please leave." I turned my face to the other side and demanded he leaves. At least now I knew Derrell would not dare touch me since he was so afraid of the mayor. But that didn’t mean I would forgive Mayor for all the times he mistreated me."He is my father. I will deal with him from here," I yelled, pushing him away. It was the anger from all the times he made me feel shitty. He thought he could win my heart by hitting my dad. Not so long ago, he was ready to conquer the world for Olivia. I would have been glad if someone who really cared enough had helped me. But he never did anything for others. His personal benefit was always there."Does that mean he owns you?" he shouted in my face. My body reacted in self-defense. I stepped back instantly when he turned into a fireball."Yes," my lips quavered as I spoke in a soft whisper. I sort of figured I was pissing him off, so my answer was just to annoy him. Looking into his eyes, I felt a wave of hope taking place. There has to be som
I looked at my image in the mirror, and the bruises made me realize Derrell had never looked at me like a father looks at his daughter. My heart ached at the thought of living the life of an orphan. There was something bothering me deep inside. Xavier reacting to the bruises on my face and then publicly threatening my father and showing concern baffled my mind.He might have made many promises to Felicity and Olivia in private, which I am to this day not aware of, but to me, he fought in front of everyone. I bit my lip before I hissed at the pain that struck my body when I remembered the bruise on my lip."I must not think of him. It is fine to fall for someone else. I can give Jace a chance and even let him know that we should start by being friends," I told myself as I refused to keep thinking about the mayor’s actions.I switched my cellphone on and stared at the blank screen for a few minutes; there were no calls or text messages from Jace.Me: Hey!I couldn’t deny the fact that t
I thought he was going to punch me, but when I opened my eyes again, I found a hole in the wall. His hand was bleeding, but his fist was still pressed against the wall."If it was someone else, it would have been their face, not this wall," he muttered in a grumpy voice. Tears of anger had appeared in his eyes this time."You are a monster," I muttered at his face, not really afraid of him anymore. So what if he punches me? It’s not like I am not getting punched with their verbal abuse."You say that again---" he tapped his fist on the wall and stepped closer, making my back press hard against the wall behind me. However, I didn’t break the eye contact with him. "And you will humiliate me in front of the town with false accusations like you did to Felicity?" I didn’t let my voice shake this time. We have been going back and forth for months. It was time he heard it from me."I did not punish her for nothing," he retorted as he closed his eyes in anger."You punished her because she
"See! I don’t like it when you make everything sexual." I complained, and the grin faded from his lips."OK, I won't do it again," he said quickly, lowering his head. I could feel the confusion in his body language. Was this the real him? Was he a gentle giant before his angry outburst?"Now, where is the first aid kit?" I asked, eyeing him to sit silently on the couch and point me in the right direction. He did as I asked him.I took the kit from the shelf and sat near him. For a moment, this guy didn’t seem like someone with whom I had grown into a love-hate relationship. He seemed broken, like me.I wanted to ask him about his mother to learn about his past. But I didn't know where to start."Mr. Mayor," I said, clearing my throat and slowly taking his wounded hand in mine. His touch always gave me goosebumps. I felt his muscles stiffen when his hand rested in mine."Xavier," he corrected me in an utterance. His body was swirling in my direction with his head down and his eyes rais
“Mayor!" I whispered, watching him in the eye and biting my bottom lip."Xavier!" he whispered back in my face, making me squirm as his fingers caressed my pussy. I have never felt such agitation in my body before. It was as if I my body had been waiting for that moment for years."Why? Isn’t it what you wanted?" His eyes were fearlessly peeking through my soul as I squirmed a little. I felt like I was going to die."I can hear som---eone coming," my eyes jumped out in shock when I heard some ladies headed in the direction of the kitchen. Instead of waiting for him to step away from me, my reflexes worked a bit too aggressively, and I paused him so hard that he bumped into the little shelf on the other side of the wall.I gasped when his head hit the shelf a little too hard, but he regained his posture instantly.“Bitch!" a neighbor yelled when walking in on us. She didn’t know what was going on here. He wasn’t forcing me to do anything, and neither did I hit him intentionally.I hear
I ran, hoping I could at least lock my room’s door, but in vain. Just as I was about to close the door, he applied so much pressure to the door that he knocked me down on the floor. I raised my face when I crawled back and watched him appear before my sight."Hello, Miss Phoenix," he said, smirking as he blinked hard and tied his hands under his abdomen, faking obedience."The fuck is wrong with you!" I yelled. "Get out." I screamed with my eyes closed, using all my strength to let him know I didn’t want to see his face."Why? You were being savage in texts. What happened now?" Jace asked, locking the door behind us. I quickly managed to get back on my feet, ready to fight back."I never knew you would be such a heartless prick," I muttered, stepping back and creating space between us. My heart was pounding in my head."At least I could be described in words. You, on the other hand, I am confused about what kind of girl you are," he said, shaking his head. He rolled his sleeves up and
I turned around and came face-to-face with Mr. Mayor, who had patched up his head and come back for God knows what.I burst into tears at the sight of him. He looked exhausted and confused when he stared at us."I came here to check on you," Xavier said, lowering his gaze from my face."Check on me?" I murmured in embarrassment. The person who hit him was me. I should have been the one to reach out to him. The fact that he came rushing back instantly from the hospital was enough to make me feel guilty."I don’t know, I just felt like you were not okay," he mumbled, not raising his eyes to look me in the eye. I have never witnessed him so polite and humble. But he looked broken, void of hope."I---- I didn’t mea----" I tried looking for some words to undo the damage, but guess what is the bad thing about words and actions? You can’t take them back. Obviously, I was talking about my perspective of him prior to knowing that there was his side of the story that I needed to know as well."
"You are bleeding. Let me help you." I took a step toward him, but he stepped further away from me."I can heal my own wounds," he muttered, lowering his eyes to grasp a grip on reality and maintain his strength."You are taking it wrong. He came here and forced a hickey on me," I yelled, and he raised his head to stare at my face. He groaned and frowned at my comment until his muscles relaxed."If that was the case, then why were you two hugging and expressing love through words? Why didn’t you yell at him and ask him to leave when he stood here while you acted all comfortable around him?" he yelled. "You have the audacity to look me in the eye and lie to me," he muttered."It seems wrong. There was a lot happening here, so I forgo---," I tried to talk, but his grunt silenced me."That you forgot about the person who broke into your house and assaulted you? He forgot he was standing right behind you? Or you forgot that I caught you hugging him? I kept my silence thinking maybe you tw