CHAPTER 4: Repercussions Of Flings

SARAH-

I woke up finding my body on him, I looked around and recalled what happened last night, I buried my face on his bare chest in embarrassment and saw my hairpin in his hands. His one hand was under my head while the one was on my waist holding the hairpin. I tried to take it from him but his grip was really tight.

I grabbed his hand while looking at his watch and realized it was very late to leave now, I shouldn’t be roaming out on the streets at 3 in the morning and looked at him sleeping. I couldn’t take my eyes off of his pretty face, a good thing he didn’t snore or else it would’ve been my end.

I looked down realizing we were naked and tried finding my clothes which were scattered everywhere and this guy didn’t have any intention of letting me go. I pulled the blanket to hide myself and snatched it from him, now he was exposed and I closed my eyes being ashamed on myself and slightly covered his manhood with one corner of the blanket.

I stared at his face for a while admiring his features and got lost in them, his scent gave me warmth that I've never felt before and his embrace was the affection my mother couldn’t give me. I realized I’m feeling something for this guy, I don’t even know his name nor can I forget about my vow. All men are the same, and I can’t fall for anyone anymore.

I removed his hand from my waist and curled up facing my back towards him. He slowly came nearer to me and wrapped his hands around me again, I gulped in fear and couldn’t remove his hands this time. I chose to give up and at last felt asleep.

The sunlight hit my eyes and I slowly opened them, I looked around and found myself alone in the room, I thought I would leave before him but how can I forget the kind of alien I am while sleeping. I was fully covered with sheets and this wasn’t something I had done, wait……… does that mean, he did it?

I stood up and saw the time as it was 12 in the afternoon and threw myself on the wall out of embarrassment. What have I done? I don’t think I can handle this cool and sassy side of me, I recalled the moment where I sucked the alcohol from his mouth and slapped myself out of discomfiture.

I should quit drinking now, I grabbed my clothes and wore them in no time, my eyes went wide as I saw his bite marks all around my body, this bastard didn’t even leave me arms, how am I supposed to cover them? I thought of tying my hair but recalled he had stolen my hairpin.

I looked around finding a way to leave, but this wasn’t his house, was it? I can go as per my wish and stormed off while opening the door.

“Oh, my holy mother fucking-----” I said and moved back in panic as I saw two men standing at the door.

“Good afternoon, ma’am, Sir asked us to give this to you.” one of the men said and handed a paper and a hair tie to me. What is going on in here? In what wreck have I gotten myself into?

“Your sir has a name, right?” I asked while opening the letter but none of them chose to speak.

“Hello, I'm stealing your hairpin but giving you, this instead, also would love to see you calling me so you can contact me on this number, 9987654321. In addition, please don’t try in vain my men won’t answer.” I read the letter and saw the hair tie he gave me; I couldn’t throw it as it might come handy and kept the paper in my pocket.

“What an ass” I said while walking outside and pushed both of them away from the door. Gladly they didn’t object and I felt like a queen for a second.

“Ma’am, we’re ordered to drop you at home, please cooperate.” Again, that jerk spoke and I turned around in anger.

“Tell your sir, that I'm not interested in meeting him and if you are going to follow me then please do because I'm going to the police station.” I said and threatened them as I don’t want this kind of creepy situation going on around me.

“Ma’am you----” he said and I interrupted.

“Say, another word and I’ll call your boss to fire you. Would that be okay, sweetheart?” I said while dialing his number on my phone from the paper.

“But, ----” he spoke again and I pressed the call button, but then he nodded and moved backwards. Luckily, he didn’t answer and I disconnected it in no time. He couldn’t have understood as it was for a short while only. What should I do with my unlimited talent?

I walked away from them while tying my hair in a ponytail in swag and ran once they couldn’t see me in fear.

“Holy shit, who are these people. He owned that bar? Is he the owner of ‘the wing’s’ as these men in black were working under him? Is he Bar Holding?” I knew he was a mafia and was really scared because I didn’t want to have any connections with the mafia.

I shouldn’t have talked to him; I can’t believe I slept with a mafia who threatens people and kills them in a blink of an eye.

I called for a taxi and drove back home, realizing I’ve just saved myself from a serious situation.

I got down from the car and someone approached me. It was broad daylight and I had no reason to suspect anyone and thought that it might be one of my mother’s lovers who is here to do something muddy.

He called out for me and I realized I was being abducted from my doorstep; nothing was impossible after finding myself in such an unrealistic situation.

“Why are you doing this, are you a thug?” I spoke after realizing he’s the same guy I slept with last night. I didn’t know one-night stand could be so complicated.

I tried to resist but my hands were tied and it made me scream loudly as he drove off to some random direction. I didn’t know how he found me or what happened but weird thoughts arose in my mind.

He was a mafia after all, a known mafia and people were actually scared of him. I couldn’t believe it as I managed to get myself involved with mafias and didn’t know where we were going or what he was going to do to me.

“What have I done? I won’t tell anyone about us, leave me be.” I spoke once again begging him to let me go. It wasn’t fantasy and mafias are indeed dangerous in real life. My life already was in such an awful state, I don’t want bullets flying above my head too.

If only I knew sleeping around to forget your ex had repercussions I wouldn’t have entered inside his bar. I cried jerking my hands in several direction but my options were limited as he didn’t leave any chance for me to escape.

I screamed banging on the window but felt my hands hurting in the process, I banged on the mirror with the cufflinks I was tied with but it seemed impossible to break it.

“Let me go. I didn’t do anything. I know nothing about…………. You. W---- why are you doing this to me.” I said after getting tired from hitting the door and the cufflinks made my wrists bleed.

He ignored every movement of mine and focused only on driving, I didn’t know the reason behind the situation I was in and cried noisily. He sighed getting irritated from my rackets and raised the volume of radio.

I chose to stay quiet as he might hit me if I get on his nerves, he played the song my fiancé and I loved to listen together, which made my eyes cry forming an ocean.

Tears rolled down making my lap wet and I managed to cover my ears trying not to remember anything about him. It wasn’t enough though and I extended my hand forward attempting to change the song.

I heard the shrieking of the tires as he pressed the brakes and he drew nearer to me. I didn’t know what I have done now as his face scared my insides and the inches between us turned into centimeters.

“W--- wh………… w--- why are---” I spoke stuttering pathetically as he drew very close to my face and I squinted my eyes trying to get away from him.

“Don’t speak, you’ve already hurt yourself? Who told you to bang like an idiot?” he spoke and grabbed my hands gently which were bleeding.

He carefully removed the handcuffs and saw the wounds making a worried face and I got confused. In no world a man like him would have feelings for me, an average human being chose to cheat on me then a mafia can’t fall for me. Can he?

I watched every action of his as he tied a cloth around my wrist to stop the bleeding. It was painful but I chose to stay quiet as he might get angry at me.

The kind of tall figure he had, the well-formed body I went crazy for last night, the unforgettable scent making my insides calm was the type of guy he was. And he wouldn’t be feeling anything for me, I was sure about it.

His type must be hot and sexy and I was nowhere near that. He has an ulterior motive behind kidnapping me but I'm poor and he can’t ask for money too. He’s already rich so he won’t need my pennies.

“Did I hurt you, in someway last night? Are you trying to get back at me for that?” I spoke in a soft voice as I thought that maybe I slapped him while sleeping or something that must've hurt his ego.

“If I did something wrong, you can……….. you can hit me slightly, very slightly, but please don’t kill me.” I spoke thinking about what kind of punishment would be suitable for me.

I saw a grin passing through his lips as they curved upwards but he quickly got back in his senses and started driving again. I kept on looking at him every now and then but he had such a serious face as if he himself was in some kind of trouble.

I didn’t want to bond with him and chose to keep my mouth shut. I talked a lot considering the fact that I was being kidnapped. His actions were different from his looks, the scary face he made didn’t resonate with his worried behavior.

“Where are you taking me? Don’t kill me, please I still haven’t accomplished my dreams yet.” I spoke while joining my hands as fighting him would make no sense.

“To clean up the mess you made.” He said and the car stopped as he got down from the car.

I looked around and saw a house and he opened my door while grabbing my arm attempting to lift me. I resisted but he sighed again trying to suppress his anger.

“I’ll pick you up if you don’t walk by yourself.” He spoke and I knew I was no match for him and willingly got down not making the situation awkward than it already was.

We went inside and bunch of men bowed down to respect him. He was looking at me and walked fast while grabbing my hand.

“Bring the first aid kit, asap.” He spoke while looking me in the eyes and I gulped getting confused.

His underling arrived within a minute and he treated my wounds in the most careful way anyone’s ever treated me after my father.

I kept on looking at him as his hands contacted mine and I got flashbacks from last night as our bodies were lost and our lips made noises filling the room with our moans. His hands on my curves and his tongue on my neck made my heart pound and I shaked my head getting out of the dirty thoughts I was having.

I felt my heartbeat racing as his scent reached my insides and he got up. His manhood was right near my face making me recall what we did last night as he kept the box on the shelf above my head.

I moved away attempting to push him but the things from his hands began dropping in our direction and I saw the box falling towards my face. He shielded my face with his body and the box hit his back instead of me.

My lips contacted his chest and my eyes went wide as he drew nearer to my body. Our eyes met and we were inches apart, his scent made me go crazy and anything could happen the next minute and I won’t be held responsible for that.