Chapter 59 59

Chapter 59 59
Killian 

DAY FORTY THREE 

I was in the middle of a business meeting when I got a text from Brooke that my father was at my house. I frowned immediately as I put the meeting to a stop. I have been so busy and have been going from one meeting to another. That was why I was not able to return home the day before.

I was taking over the company soon and there were lots of things that needed to be done that were keeping me so busy. I stopped the meeting and then dismissed everyone before going back home. By the time I arrived home, I met my father who was just about to go into his car. 

“What are you doing here?” I asked him in anger. I had stopped him from ever coming to my house and I was going to stop my men from allowing him in. 

“I came to show that gold digger her place since you have refused to divorce her and don't tell me that you left the conference meeting just to come here?” He sounded surprised. He knew that I was in an important meeting and that was why he came. 

“You are not blind. And this should be the last time you ever come here. Fuck off.” I turned to Brooke and then motioned at him to walk with me and I walked away from my father who was fuming. 

“Tighten security and on no account should he ever be allowed into this compound. If he comes, send him back.” I instructed Brooke, who nodded his head. “Where is Aspen?” I asked. 

“She is inside the house,” Brooke replied and I nodded, before walking into the house. I did not find her in the sitting room and my guess was that she would be in her room. I went there and found Aspen in her room. She was sitting on her bed and seemed to be lost in thought. 

“Aspen,” I called in a low voice and she slowly lifted her eyes to look at me. 

“You are back,” She mumbled and then ran her tongue over her lower dry lips before exhaling sharply. My father told her something. Her mood and body language said so. He told her something. 

“Yes,” I replied. 

“I want to ask you a question, Killian,” Aspen spoke, while staring at me directly in the eyes. 

“Go ahead.” I couldn't help but wonder what my father must have told her that was making her act the way she was doing. Slow and unmistakably sad. 

“Are you just using me to pass time?” I blinked at her question. 

“Huh?” 

“Let me rephrase.” Aspen smiled and her smile did not even reach her eyes as she slowly climbed off the bed and then came to stand right in front of me. “Are you using me to pass time? Are you having sex with me all because I look like your ex whom you love and miss so much?” she asked and my jaw worked.

My father told her about Flora. Stupid fucker. He told her about her and must have said so much like telling Aspen how crazy I was with Flora in the past. “No, I'm not,” I replied truthfully and Aspen scoffed. 

“I don't even know if I should believe you. Seeing that you called me by her name while we were kissing.” And I did not remember that fucking accident. I had tried all I could, but I did not remember ever calling Aspen Flora. From all the times that I have been with Aspen, I have never mistaken her to be Flora. 

The only thing that has in common was their looks. Aspen was even prettier. And she was not Flora. The character was different and I did not feel things with Flora, the way I did with Aspen. I did not even love Flora. I don't love anyone. I have never and did not even know what it felt like to love someone. 

Flora was someone I liked to be with. Many believed that I was obsessed with her, but I just liked her and that was it. I wouldn't put love in that context. She went ahead to do something very unacceptable and we broke up. I saw to it that she left New York and I did not even know where she was currently residing. I did not care. 

“Look, Kill. I respect myself a lot and I will not accept you disrespecting me. I hate it. I'm not a fucking substitute and I will not be one.” 

“You are not a substitute,” I told Aspen point-blank. “Flora and I dated, yes. I liked her, but I was not overly obsessed with her.” I was shocked the first time I saw Aspen and I actually agreed to marry her because she looked like Flora, but it was not to make her a substitute that I would fuck. 

“I've broken up with her and I'm over her.” Her thoughts had not even passed through my head. I did not even think about her. Fuck. “You are not flora and I don't take you to be her. I swear. Do not take my father’s words to heart.” He was trying to spite Aspen and getting into her head and it worked.

“Are we good?” I asked in a soft voice, slowly snaking my hand around Aspen’s waist and then I pulled her close to myself. Her smell literally drove me crazy. My dick was already hard once I pulled Aspen close to myself. 

“You are the only one I think of. The only one that gets me hard without even having to lift a finger.” I took her hand and placed it on my hard on that could burst out. My dick throbbed once I felt Aspen’s hand on my dick. 

I was about to lean in and kiss her, when she stopped me. “What are you going to do next? Pin me to the wall and fuck me?” She drew out in sarcasm. 

“No, I'd rather pin you to the bed and fuck you until you can no longer walk,” I told her in a rough husky voice.