Chapter 61: ROOM 114

Arianna

“Hey?” I whisper against Vincent’s ear when he spins me around to face him.

“Yes, baby?” His attention is focused on our surroundings but still he paid attention on me as his priority.

“Do you know those men in black suits, guarding the dance floor? They are watching us,” my fear is evident but I try not to show it.

Glancing at them, Vincent smiles, bringing his attention back to me,” These are mine. I called them for backup if we can’t get out. Some friends of mine owe me a favor to my good heroic deeds with their families so they are hired to protect us,” casually explaining the situation to ease my mind, he continues to watch the perimeter while sliding his hands over my spine, gently stroking his fingerstips against my V-line bare skin. His touch send me goosebumps in a good way.

My breath is full of relief when I rest my head against his shoulder,” Thanks god. I thought his men already found out that we are here.”

He hums,” You said that he was staying in the VIP rooms, right?”

“Yes. My guess would be that he always chooses the same room because of its location and design. It’s the most isolated one and also easier to get defenseless girls in there so no one can hear them scream,” the words almost get stuck inside my throat with the urge to cry but I swallow the lump which threatens me to remember again. I will not succumb to that fear again. Never.

Vincent squeezed my waist,” He crossed the line this time. If he wouldn’t have followed us and shot at us, he still would be alive. He would still watch you from the shadows and I wouldn’t know it if he hadn’t triggered your memory. It would be even more worse than knowing he is still there, waiting for revenge on you. The thought pisses me off,” he snarls with a clenched jaw.

Taking the time to appreciate his profile which looks dangerous enough to scare off anyone and also come to him for help, he has a hard edge to his jaw when I stroke it lovingly with my finger as I speak sweetly,” He still would have contacted me somehow. He just wanted to control me and when he didn’t succeed, almost ruining his reputation with his conviction, he left me alone so all the rumors disappear from social media. I feel like, seeing you with me, made him finally snap,” I admit.

His eyes twitch angrily when I mention him but then he relaxes with a tilt of his lips when he leans his forehead against mine and whispers in a low voice,” Good enough for me. I like challenges so let’s finish this before we miss him. The longer we are here, the quicker I want to fuck you again in this dress,” with a kiss on my lips, I almost stumbled from his masculine scent of citrus and intoxicating taste, especially by his dirty words so with a shy smile I let him pull me towards the VIP room section.

Once we stand in front of the guard which is completely different from the one who let me in three years ago, Vincent slips some card into his hand who gives him back a door chip in exchange and then gives us the signal to go to the room with a number of 112.

Standing in the same hall from those years ago, brings back painful memories but I don’t let that sway me when Vincent pulls me to the door which hunted me in nightmares for awhile after my therapy sessions because of PTSD.

114.

The moans behind the door are the only warning we get that someone is in the room. With a quick glance around him, he puts on some latex gloves on his hands and pulls the gun from his holster, putting the silencer on to shoot the lock as it splinters in pieces.

The action make me flinch, not expecting him to do that.

There’s tension in the air when he looks over to me, those bedroom eyes, eying my body with an intensity that I can’t ignore before lifting them back to my face,” You all right, baby?” Noticing my fears, he drags me by the hand closer so he can kiss my forehead,” Nothing will ever hurt you. I will eliminate every threat in my path to get to you. Thats who I am. So if you need to run, I can still arrange my men escort you home.”

I shake my head instantly,” No. I go wherever you go.”

The dark glint in his golden eyes and the smile he gives me, is a silent warning that it’s too late to back out now if I want to stay but also too late to run like a coward if I trust him to protect me. Staring at me for some time, he comes to some conclusion or appreciation when he nods his head with a devilish grin.

“Then let’s go.”

Vincent opens the door with the boot and pushes me behind him to step into the room.

A man dressed in a red suit is sitting on the bed, holding one glass of scotch in his hand and in the other, some kind of dog leash, as the collar around the neck of a woman lying half naked at his feet, make the image appear animalistic while looking up at him with pleading eyes.

With the sound of slamming door shut, Vincent’s grip on the gun tightens while having his attention to the man who looks familiar but slightly different from years ago.

Mismatched eyes immediately go to mine, like it didn’t bother him that someone has entered and points a gun at him. His attention is only focused on me and for a moment I feel panic seize my heart, seeing him again.

The image blurs in front of me as I try not to trip and fall from the pressure on my skull. The lack of air because of his body on top of me made me sick and I felt like throwing up.

The memories are acting up again and I didn’t want to lose myself to them.

The smirk on his face said it all.

He knows that I remember his disgusting touch.