What the hell he is doing here.    All my thoughts of getting little rest vanished in a split of seconds as soon as I saw his smirking face.    "What the hell are you doing here," I asked in my angry voice as I saw how his smirk widened as he saw me standing in front of the door of the room.    "What do you mean what I'm doing here?" He asked while folding his hands around his chest while leaning on the door frame.    "What are you doing in this room at this hour," I asked in my irritated voice as he was trying to swirl the words to make me angrier.    "Oh! you already met him," said Miss Bankers as she came up with a pitcher full o

Why is he making everything so difficult for me?    Jack's hurt face flashed in front of me, making me cry even more. Slapping him was the right thing I did. I didn't let him take advantage of me and showed him that he should keep his distance as I demanded on the day I left his house. I stopped myself from ruining myself again. I did everything right. Even though I did the right thing my heart hurt more. Why do I feel like this?    Why is the hurt look in his eyes making my heart pain like someone squeezed it hard almost taking the life out of me?    Why in just a split of seconds everything feels so wrong. I kept crying until I felt a little calm. I didn't know until I stood there still sobbing thinking about everything. The peace I was feeling a few moments

"I can't hide it from you anymore. Let this old man be free from all the burdens"     His words confused and scared me so much at the same time. What does he want to speak about? He tugged my hand a little asking me to sit beside him where I was sitting a few minutes ago. I slowly moved and took a seat back on the bed as I didn't want dad to stress about anything more. I have to listen to what he has to say. If he feels like telling me something about Jack even if I'm not ready to hear it I still have to sit and listen. I kept looking down aimless as I was still immersed in my thoughts.    "Nina" dad called my name softly.    "Hmm" I hummed lightly as I still kept looking down. What he wanted to talk about this question was still floating in my head. "Kit

"Jack, make love to me, make me forget everything"   I said it while looking straight into his eyes. His eyes widened in happiness. Listening to my words he didn't waste a single moment more. He covered my lips with his and started kissing me like there was no tomorrow. The dam of his long logging and urges was broken with my permission. He moved his wet lips all over my face pressing passionate wet kisses to all my face. I slowly moved my hands to his back wanting to feel his warm bare skin. It was good that I came to bandage his hand when he was trying to wear his t-shirt.    It's been so long since I touched him and my hands don't waste time exploring his bareback. He kissed my eyes like kissing away all my tears then his lips moved down to kiss my cheeks then my nose finally he captured my lips again for a passionate kiss. H

"Today I'm going to tell you the truth"    Listening to his words I looked at him with wide eyes. My heart started beating fast as his words sank in me more. I don't know why but a bit of unknown fear was pumped into my heart making me more afraid to know the truth. All this time I was waiting to hear it but now I don't but it is making me fearful. My breath ragged as my chest heavier as if a heavyweight was kept on it. I started taking slow breaths with my fingers curly on my loose dress. I closed my eyes and braced myself. I waited for him to speak but instead, he turned me around. I kept looking down at the floor.    My gaze was fixed and I didn't make any efforts to lift it and look into his eyes as I didn't know what was waiting for me. He put his finger under my chin and made me look up but still I kept my gaze low. I