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I lie awake and stare at my phone. How minutes turn to hours and hours lead to dawn. He didn’t come to bed.
The next morning, I shower and find Cato already dressed and on his way out.
My heart yells for him to come back, but I know my decision is right. Still, my insides bleed out at his retreating form.
After his departure, I go and lock myself in my studio. I burn myself with the hot glue, only stopping when my tears blur my vision. Lauren calls me to inform me the meeting is next week. I must be stupid to give this all up. I’m trapped in a black fog and can’t find my way out of it.
“Can’t wait,” I say through the thick knot in my throat and spend the day on the terrace.
I am already in bed when he comes home, the moon high in the sky.
He yanks the sheets away and presses me to him. I bite down on my lip and suppress my tears, when he whispers, “I will fight this world for you, even yourself every day for the rest of my life, but, Chiara, do not betray me.”
I turn to him, and he tips my chin. “Tell me, just tell me what can I do? I can’t do this day in and day out, not knowing which woman I’m coming home to.”
I show him the only way I can, that a part of me is just his, the part of me that would do anything to ignore the other. If it were only my heart, I would stay and be his, and nothing on this planet would have been able to take me away from him.
I kiss him with every aching beat, from his lips to his neck, chest, and down until I get between his legs. I grab his imposing dick and bend down, sucking him, trailing the vein that drives him crazy, licking the small slit at his head. Loving his body, the intimacy between us . . . lovinghim.
Through a voice heavy with lust, he says, “Ride me. I need to come inside you.”
I slide my leg over his torso, lowering myself on his cock. I ride him while my hands and lips worship him. His eyes are on me, his hands digging into my waist. I bring myself to orgasm while I make him come and he spills inside me.
“You can’t escape me, and if I have to hunt you down, this me, how I have been with you this time, will never happen again.”
I bite down my cries, hoping I will be so far away from him, he won’t find me. Sometime in the future, he will remember me just as the one who got away, while leaving him to find the woman he needs. The woman who’s not as broken as I am. The woman who hasn’t dreamed of fleeing her glided cage since she can remember.
***
By the time I wake up, he’s gone.
I answer the knock on my door.
Our housekeeper comes inside, carrying an evening gown.
“The girls are waiting for you downstairs.”
Ah, the gala. Splashing cold water on my face, I stare at the image in the mirror. I will leave and never come back. After I change my clothes, I take my time, going from room to room, and even smile at Slith.
“You, buddy, are responsible for the best sex of my life.”
I trace Cato’s desktop, his chair, back to his wardrobe, and lift his shirt that still carries his unmistakable male scent mixed with his cologne.
I can’t take anything with me, and I breathe it in one more time, accepting the finality of my choice. One more night, then this will be over, and I will be free.
Downstairs, as soon as I take a seat, the beauty team is on me.
I finish dressing when he steps inside the walk-in closet.Don’t cry, don’t cry!I force my eyes to remain dry and a smile to spread on my lips, but slipping into my old role proves to be challenging. I can’t keep up the pretense when my feelings for him threaten to burst out of me.
I walk to him and kiss him. He wraps his hands around me, still eyeing me with a bit of caution. I shouldn’t have let my emotions get the best of me, because I know he will pay even more attention to me. Still, I remain steadfast.
“You look beautiful as always.”
His eyes shine with sincerity, with caring and pure lust, because it’s this heavy combination that enslaves us to each other.
“Thank you.”
“I’ll take a shower and get ready.”
