Chapter 16

KAITLIN.

I thought for a second that he was murdering me. I had ideas earlier in my youthful years that I would die probably after having sex with some man but I never considered I would probably die during the session of having sex. It never occurred to me. My waist feels uncomfortable and so as my neck. I got off the bed nude. I heard the door being locked earlier on. I made my way to the restroom and I looked at myself in the mirror I withdrew my hands from my neck and it was red. I glance at my waist and it reveals that my skin is peeling off. I go and open the shower aet insidesitt down and lean my back against the wall while staring at the glass that grows cloudy with time as I am sitting there. I wonder where ladies like me go after this life.

I walked into my office and shut the door. As soon as I arrived there I went directly to the laptop and went to see the surveillance for the main bedroom. I sat there as I observed her resting in bed for a bit before she made her way to the restroom. I closed the laptop and smashed my fist on the table. I know I may have messed up a bit but Fuck I liked it. I enjoyed it very much, it felt a little wonderful that she was at my mercy but the after-effects are not great to witness. I took the phone that was in the office and rang it.

“Tell Susan to order some flowers and chocolates that will fit the living room”

“Yes boss”, I hang up.

I close my eyes while I recline on the chair.

I had been sleeping alone for the previous two days and hadn't seen him in all those days. I wasn't avoiding him like I typically do but it appeared like he was unavailable the majority of the time for these days. I don't even know if he sleeps home maybe or not. My neck grew a touch purple but nothing time can't heal and despite everything else I find myself thinking of that day and what transpired. I guess I liked myself until I wanted some air to breathe, I had never been in that position before and it was all new to me. Even after everything that transpired he purchased some flowers and chocolates. I don't know if it is his way of apologizing or what. I don't know so I just didn't conclude on what was the motivation to obtain them. I had just washed and I was ready to go and eat breakfast. Today I shall seat myself outside and just rest. The news channels aren't available on the TV anymore and I wonder what happened to them. They don't play at all, they don't even come up on the screen, therefore I have been watching some stations that are comprised of movies. I made my way downstairs and proceeded to the dining room. As I was entering I halted my tracks and gazed at him as he was working on his device. He lifts his head suddenly and looks in my direction and we continue the stare for a few seconds before I glance away from him and make my way to the table and sit down.

“Good morning”, I greeted.

“Morning”, He answers.

I fetch my wash water and I wash my hands and he does the same before we can eat. I had something light today for food and started eating. I wanted to say plenty. Ask him plenty of questions but I abstained from that and simply kept my lips quiet. Maybe that is what I should be doing from now on and simply keep my mouth silent. I glance at him for a bit before going back to my dinner. He is a mature guy. Sure he went to school and acquired communication skills and also some listening skills which he lacks. I wonder how he interacts with his staff about anything. I believe he simply throws out instructions just like how he gives them out to me from time to time just like when he wants bums. I think I could say. I believed he didn't want bums but I was incorrect, he wanted them. I mean who would live with a lady that comes from prostitution and does not desire her butts in a long run. I was so engaged in these thoughts that I didn't know that I was already done with my dinner before him. I rose from the table and departed like so walking to the backyard. It has to be adorned here with some seats for outside so that there is comfort in this spot. It still confuses me how a mansion like this doesn't have a pool. Yes, I can't swim but mansions this enormous are accompanied by pools right? Right? I don't even want to ponder where my so-called hubby had been the whole time. What a marriage! I sit here and wonder if he by any possibility goes out and gets bums somewhere where. I mean while I was at Henry Club married guys with rings would come and grab our buttocks from us and sleep with us for their gratification when they had a wife at home. You could easily see that so I simply wonder. Is it a habit to have someone at home but want something else outside? Is it?

“Kaitlin ”, I turn my head when I hear his voice and glance at him.

He waits by the sliding door for a moment before he walks towards me and stands next to me. He glances at me and I look away from him and set my eyes on the moving soldiers and retain my quiet. I hear him sigh.

“I am sorry I almost killed you”, he says it like it is hard on him to do so.

I stare at him. I didn't even believe it would be in him to even speak the word Sorry but he could if he wanted to.

“I won't do it again”, he adds and I glance at him.

“Do you sleep with other people?”, That is the question I have been wanting to ask.

He remains quiet for a minute and doesn't respond to me.

“Let me see your neck”, He softly lays his palm on my neck and I close my eyes and recall everything from that day. For a time it felt fantastic to envision everything.

“Hold it tighter”, I quietly say and he does exactly that.

I enjoy it, I like the way he is gripping my neck. I place my hands over the top I am wearing and I squeeze my nipples since I have no bra on beneath. They still have a hurt but the ache feels wonderful. Very great.

He lets me go and he stands in front of me. I let go of my nipples and gaze at him before I move away from the outdoors and make my way inside the bedroom. Maybe I should relax and not think much but why does the pain feel wonderful? It could feel wonderful with the pleasure. It could...