CHAPTER 46

Tears burned Bethel's eyes and she can't breathe well. Her chest tightened in rage and pain.

That monsterous BEAST, Steph!

She should have known! Those words Steph said to her, the signs... she never thought to give her actions towards her a second thought.

Which woman will ever try to do a thing as vicious as this? She doesn't even care if they had a child together.. a month old baby! She is indeed a beast.

All this while, she had always thought Harry is the real beast for fucking her mercilessly. If only she had knew Steph made him that way.

Bethel raked a trembling hand through his hair as they kissed. It was a slow, deep kiss.

"Who took care of Angel?" She asked, speaking against his lips.

"My Mom" Harry replied, capturing her lips with a fierce passion. Bethel slowly unlocked from the kiss, "I'm sorry but I think Steph should be handed over to the police. She is evil"

"You just found out she's evil?" Harry curved out a smile, "all women are evil. If a woman have a man on her timetable, only God can deliver such man".

Bethel frowned.

"Well all woman are evil, except you" he added when he saw her frown.

She heard him but pretends not to hear, "it would be better to hand her over to the cops"

"Her accompliance has my tape!" Harry let out in agony.

Bethel froze. "What did you just say?" She asked.

"Why did you think I never told anyone? Why do you think I encouraged my parents to forget about the whole issue? Why did you think I never wanted to tell you? Do you think I enjoy having sex with different sex workers-

"Bethel if I talk, they will release my tape to the internet and it will go viral! My nightmare will be out there for everyone to see! Look at me, I can't choose who I sleep with! I can't have a relationship because of my crazy sex appetite! I can't stay a few days without the hunger crawling all over my body! I drown myself in pills! I can't do a thing....!" His expression was pained, each word emphasize rage.

Bethel moved into him so he will hold her. He got the message and hugged her from behind.

"It's okay, I believe your addiction can be cured" she finally let out.

"It can't. I see doctors almost everyday" he replied.

"It can" she said.

No more words, they stared into empty spaces.

The stars in the sky was a beautiful sight to behold.

"I'm sorry, Bethel" he whispered.

"For what?" She stared up at him, slitting her eyes from the sky.

"For everything. For all I did to your body. For taking you as a slave because your father owe me. Money is never my problem, on a norms I could have let it go but my hatred for women made me take a rash decision"

"It wasn't your fault and I never blamed you for what happened. If you had let go of my father's debt, he would still sale me to the next rich man" Bethel replied, truthfully.

Silence descended before she spoke again,"how does your pills work?" She asked.

"It repress my sexual hormones. It doesn't do much but it's been helpful to me over the years". He whispered.

She stared at him finally,"I will find a doctor who will cure you".

He smiled sadly at her."it's not possible. I can't be cured. Doctor says that if I'm lucky as the years goes by, the remnant of the drug will excrete from my system. They can only give me hope with the assurance of time"

"I don't care what the doctors did. You can be cured. I will talk to my aunt. Aunt Chloe, she's a doctor. She studied at India"

Harry's heart warmed and settled at her words. He cupped her cheek,"thanks for this, Bethel. Thanks for just being here for me. Thanks for believing me. Thanks for wanting to cure me. Thanks for everything".

Bethel's lip curved in a cynical smile,"I'm not only going to look for a cure to your addiction. I will avenge you, Steph will hear from me" she said and turned her face away.

"What! You can't do any-" Harry was saying, bethel raised her finger to his lip and continued. "I will avenge you. Steph is a woman, I am a woman as well. Don't worry about a thing"

Harry got worried. He doesn't know what's going through Bethel's mind. Will it solve his problem or just escalate it?

Whichever way, he feels like a burden has been lifted from his shoulder after he opened up to het. It had always been a burden, the secret he keep.

The best part of it is that Bethel does not look at him anymore and see a man who knows nothing other then sex. No, her eyes is more relaxed. Understanding.

She is an addiction on her own. He wonder how the hell he is going to battle two addiction merging together. Her appearance triggers his addiction.

"If you believe you can be cured, you will" Bethel said, she pulled back into him and ran her slender finger down his chest. Harry took her hand away immediately. Just a mere touch from her triggers her addiction.

Damn! He needs to take his pills before it get worse.

"What's wrong?" She asked.

He shook his head in a negative. "My pills, I need them" with that, he rushed in. Bethel trailer behind him.

"It's that again, right? Your addiction is starting again?" She asked.

Harry flushed in sheer embarrassment,"Yeah, I need to take my pills"

"But I thought you said that it stays days before triggering again?" She raised a brow.

"It does. Usually, it does. It's..."he bit his lip, not knowing how to tell her the truth. He told her anyway,"It's you, it triggers because of you"

"What! Me??"

"I've always been very attracted to you. It's always been you. It's as if your presence triggers it.. damn! Can you state away from me for a while?" He asked and Bethel laughed out.

Which woman wouldn't love to hear that she is like a drug in a man's system? It was very funny to her.

Instead of leaving as he requested, she placed a hand on her waist and smirked.

"Am I that beautiful?" She asked.

"Not so beautiful, that doesn't matter" he replied the opposite.

"Hunn! I'm not beautiful!" Bethel widened her eyes,"everyone says I'm beautiful, even your daughter praises my beauty everyday. She kisses my cheek every night before going to bed".

"Well, you're not" he replied.

"Hunh" she widened her eyes.

"Is my character superior to my beauty?" She asked.

"Hundred percent" he replied, turning to take a proper look at her.

"Lies. How do you know my character is superior to my beauty? Do you know my character? What is my character?" She chuckled, sitting her butt on the couch opposite him.

"When you're alone..." He stated.

"Huh"

"When you know no one is looking at you, whatever you feel is your character. I understand that and that is why I like you" he replied.

Bethel's heart skipped several beats. Did he just say he likes her? Or is it because of the sex.

"Ohh, is it? Then how do I understand your character. What do you do when you're alone?" She asked, instead.

"Sometimes I walk around naked" he whispered.

"What!" Bethel gasped, then she knew he was flirting with her.

She stood immediately and walked out of his room in a rush, she's sure her face is like a tomato.

Once she entered her room, she lay on her bed, clutching the pillow tightly to herself. She was alone and she tried to comprehend her character.

After several attempts of thinking, she sat up.

"I'm alone and I still can't comprehend my character, then how did he?" She asks herself.

"Oh God, Harry is such a sweet tongued! He's giving me reasons to have sleepless nights thinking about him"

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