Chapter 62 Chapter 62

Chapter 62 Chapter 62
Kyla’s POV

“Why am I in your room?” I said out loud again. “Put it down now,” I growled, kicking.

“Damn it. You are making it worse.” He cussed as he rushed to his bed. “Close your eyes,” he ordered.

I narrowed my eyes. “Why and what am I making worse?”

“Nothing,” he replied, "just do as I say.

I nodded and closed my eyes. “Done. Now what?” He groaned and placed me on the bed. I wasn’t sure whether I should still keep my shut, so I just kept it shut. What was his punishment and why was I in his room?

My heart flipped when I thought of what Daciana had told me about him– wait. Was he trying to make me his mistress as a punishment and keep me as a sex prisoner forever?

My eyes shot open instantly and I jumped back into the bed, hugging myself. The room was empty, except for the fact that Daciana was about to break the door down.

“Where did he go?” I thought out loud as I looked around the room. “He was just here a while ago.”

“Open this damn door, Kendrick. Get that wretch out of your room!!” Daciana yelled from outside.

I narrowed my eyes at the door, as though I was glaring at her. “How dare she.” Courage built up in my chest and I jumped down from his bed, heading to the door.

As I touched the bolt, about to open it. An iron grip held my hand in place. I turned to see Kendrick without the shirt he wore earlier and he had beads of sweat on his chest.

As his grip tightened around my hand, I dropped my gaze and saw his packs. I had seen it before, but right now, they looked tighter. He had a different pant on, a tighter one that looked like an inner wear, it barely reached his mid thigh.

Then my eyes widened as I was the bulge in his pants– it was like a monster. I turned red instantly, staring at it. “My face is up here– damn it.” he growled.

I looked up to see he had his jaw locked as he glared at me. “What is– it?” I asked with a shaky voice, then I swallowed.

“What are you trying to do?” He growled as his eyes flashed silver. I shook my head, looking down at his bulge again and then I quickly looked at the door.

“She was knocking, I wanted to–”

“Did I ask you to?” he asked, tilting his head. “Do you know where you are?” His brows raised as he asked me.

I nodded, swallowing again, I could feel heat oozing from me as he stood really close and it was getting me undone. I wanted to shift away so back, but his gaze had pinned me to a spot.

“Y– your room?” I said as I licked my dry lips.

“Hmm,” he groaned and stepped closer to me, I stepped away, placing my back on the door. He placed his hand by my side, I was about to turn away and he placed his hand on the other side, locking me in.

He leaned closer as he ground his jaw. “My room, so what made you think you can touch anything in my room?”

I blinked at him. “I wasn’t touching anything, Kendrick.”

He smacked his lips as he ran his eyes over me– I was shivering and I am very sure that he was enjoying this. “You touched my door– you wanted to open it.”

I nodded. “But it was just–”

“Shut up,” he growled and I flinched, closing my eyes and licking my lips again. I felt his warm breath against my neck and I pushed against the door with my back, tiptoeing as I tried to escape.

“Okay, I’m not talking again.”

“You are still talking, do I shut you up?” He asked, with his waist against my stomach. I felt his bulge– so hard pressing against me. “You know you are so little, and you are in my space, I could do whatever I want to do with you.”

Like what? I thought.

“You want to know what?” He asked, as if he read my mind. I shook my head hastily. “Good,” he groaned. “Now open your eyes, Kyla.”

I blinked my eyes open, he was so close to me that if I moved an inch, our lips would touch. My eyes bulged, as though they were about to roll off their sockets.

“Go and sit,” he said. I raised a brow at him when he didn’t move an inch. Was he expecting me to move right through him?

He nodded and removed his hand from the wall, and he shifted back. His face still crossed. He wasn’t this serious with me before, but now that I was in his room, he was so serious.

I rushed to the bed and I sat down the way he dropped me before, I didn’t want to get on his bad books even more than I seemed to already have. “If you move again, I would have to tie you up, do you hear me?”

I nodded my head at him. He rolled his eyes, and faced the door. It rattled open, instantly Daciana burst inside. “Kendrick,” she called as she looked at him and then she heaved a sigh and hugged him. “Why did it take you so long to open the door?” she asked as she wrapped her arms around his waist, pressing herself against him with her eyes shut.

I gulped, gripping the bed as I struggled to look away– but I couldn’t. Kendrick faced me as he stood still, his hand by his side as he refused to hug her back.

“Daciana, what do you have to say?” He asked, deep throated.

She pulled back and placed her hands on his abs as she rubbed it. “The thing is, I missed you.” She tiptoed and grabbed Kendrick’s neck, pulling him down. “I could help you relax.” She kissed him as she ran her hand down from his abs to his bulge.

My eyes widened as a pang struck my heart. Why does it hurt to see this?