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“I told you nothing is wrong.”
“You need a drink or perhaps two. I’m going home. I won’t be your punching bag when I didn’t do anything wrong.” I’m pretty close to the door. But three of his steps are enough to reach me. He pulls me to his arms.
“You are mine.”
“I am yours. But I am not your property.” I look into his eyes. I can’t read him tonight. But one thing is for sure I don’t want to argue. Neither of us is going to win. I tiptoe and kiss his cheek. “I’ll see you at home.” I turn to leave but he stops me. We look at each other in silence. I place my hand on his cheek. “It’s obvious something is wrong. You need to cool off. We will talk when you get home.” He shakes his head like he is trying to clear it. He lets me go.
“Have Marco drive you.”
“Ok.”
I walk out of the office feeling confused. It’s like we take two steps forward and more back. He confuses me. One minute he shows me he loves me but the next it’s like we are back to the arrangement. Days where I see his uncertainty about us. There is always something wrong between us. We never seem to be on the same page. No matter how hard we try, something always gets between us. Back at the club I see Marco waiting for me.
“Take me home Marco.”
“Right away Ms. O’Brien."
I walk past the dance floor. Tina is surrounded by girls. I assume her guests. I think about saying goodbye but she will want an explanation as to why I am leaving. The truth is I don’t know why I am leaving. It’s not like I have to. But it’s obvious Viktor has some shit he needs to work out. Whatever is happening with his father is only getting worse. He barely sleeps and when he does it’s only for a few hours. I can't help but think if I wasn’t in his life he wouldn’t be going through this. His life would be less complicated. But how can you give up your soulmate? He has become my everything.
Chapter Fifty-Two
Viktor
I take a seat to calm this unexplainable rage. Seeing her leave doesn’t help whatever is brewing inside of me. Seeing her near another man is unacceptable. I was looking forward to spending time with her. It’s been such a shitty day. A meeting with my father that didn’t end well. The tension with our men is only growing by the minute. When she said she loved me it caught me off guard. I know she loves me. I want to tell her I love her too but I don’t know how.
“Can I come in?” Oliver asks halfway in the office. I nod. “Marco left with Ava. Everything ok?”
“Yes.” I am not in the mood to talk. “I need a drink.” I leave my office trying to clear my head. Oliver gets the idea because he doesn’t add anything.
At the bar, I ask for a scotch neat and a bottle to be taken to my office. The last thing I want is to deal with people. Shit is getting worse with the clan. I keep looking for a way where we all get what we want. But my father’s need for power supersedes everything. He made it clear today he doesn’t have a problem putting a bullet in my head if it gets him what he wants. My phone beeps.
Fiona: Hi babe, free tonight?
She is relentless. She has been texting me non-stop since dinner at my mother’s. She has been showing up at places I am at. Someone seems to be telling her my every move. Probably my father. I’ve told her we are done every time. I have told her I want nothing to do with her every chance I get. She doesn’t get it or simply doesn’t give a fuck. I told her I am marrying Ava. She needs to move on. I’ve managed to keep everything from Ava. But she is smart. I’m sure she realizes things are bad and I’m lying to her.
I look at the time and two hours have passed. The bottle of scotch on my desk is more than halfway empty. I still don’t want to talk. Driving home isn’t an option. With no other good alternative, I walk over to my couch and lay down. I haven’t heard from Ava. It upsets me. I close my eyes hoping the spinning will subside. I’m usually good at managing my limits but with everything happening I let my guard down. I hear my office door open. The lights are turned off.
“Who the fuck is here?” I sit up, finding myself disoriented.
“It’s me.” The voice is low.
“Ava? You are supposed to be home.”
“Shhh…” I barely hear her.
I can’t believe she is here. This is not like her but right now I need her. This is what I am missing. When we aren’t on the same page and I find myself off balance. Ava has become my everything.
“I am sorry, Baby girl.” I confess hoping she will forgive me.
“Shhh… It’s ok.” She whispers.
I grab her arm and pull her to me. I want and need her. In front of me, I wrap my arms around her. This is the only place I feel at peace. Then I feel something covering my eyes.
“What are you doing?”
“Shhh…” Her lips are softly kissing my neck. Before I know it, I am blindfolded.
She sits on my lap. Our mouths are not finding each other soon enough. Her kiss feels different. But it’s probably because this is something she has never done. I never let her have control. Her taking control is turning me on. I’m desperate to be inside of her. To feel her warmth. She pushes her dress up leaving her exposed. Ava doesn’t exactly smell like herself but I’ve also had more than half a bottle and we are in my office. Without any more hesitation, I free myself. She is eager and hungry. She sinks me inside. This is what I need. A moment with her. Just the two of us away from the Manarch drama. This is the woman who makes me happy.
