Chapter 38 Chapter 38
Theodore
“Ha ha, that isn't possible.” She laughed, standing up. And slowly her face modified into a frown.
“I think there is something in the food. My stomach hurts.” Her face clenched in pain as she held her stomach.
I looked at the plates on the table. Marisol has been with me for twenty-two years and she has never made anything. What could be the problem?
I dropped my leg, “Are you —”
“I’ll use the bathroom, please.” She doesn't wait. She sprints past me, the red gown fluttering behind her.
I blinked my eyes looking at the now empty space, the sounds of her running upstairs echoed..
Her stomach must really hurt.
I picked the Axl document I’ve been working on. It was a new project that the company was considering collaborating with. But the conditions were simply ridiculous.
The peace is broken by the sounds of my phone ringing. I leaned over the table and took it.
“Hello boss, should we release her now. Her face is completely bruised and she has lost track of how long she has been hitting herself.” Zac spoke over the phone.
Oh. I have completely forgotten about Valeria.
I have been easy on her by asking her to punish herself. It was a warning. Warning never to touch what was mine.
“Take pictures of her face, and ask her to resume work tomorrow. Failure to do so would result in a termination letter..”
“Okay, boss.” He grew silent and then. “Boss Ethan found out you took her to the penthouse and asked that I relay a
message. He said you should be careful.”
“Tell him she is within my grasp. What can she do?”
“That's true boss….. then, bye.”
The call ended, and I dropped the phone.
What could Selena probably do here?
Though she seemed to be smart, there wasn't much she could do.
“You said you would wait till I’m ready. Till I forget it all. So why?”
Her voice from last night won’t stop haunting me. The way she had pleaded so desperately.
But I liked the look on her.
Fuck.
My heart raced at the way her tears wet her cheeks as she removed her straps, exposing her bare breast, her nipples covered with a tiny lacy bra.
How she had climbed on top of me. Grinding herself on me, begging, pleading to be used.
My cock was ready. Fully hard, waiting to rip off her dress and enter her. Christ.
How much my body had reacted to her, like a whole different being. A reaction I had never had in a long time, yet I couldn't bear to touch her.
Selena had a deeper connection to Noah, and it wasn't only about him.
What was it that she wanted to forget? Why did he have to wait?
I wanted to know. I had held her chin as she still ground herself on me, her hands going about my pants. I had asked her thinking she was vulnerable to spill it all.
But I was wrong because she retreated, her face turning into fear, then she froze, falling on me.
But her actions had ignited something deeper and I wanted her more.
If it were another girl, I had broken them already but Selena seemed broken already, and maybe that's why she didn't fear me.
The sounds of a phone ringing echoed again. It was her phone this time. I stood up and moved to the couch to pick it up.
Little bro was displayed.
Selena must have taken mother’s offer mainly because of Joshua.
Their bond reminds me of a close one.
Once upon a time, my older brother and I were like that. Always together. The ideology of the older must protect the younger clung to him like a barnacle.
But it was wrong. A weaker younger one shouldn't be protected. If you can't protect yourself, then you should die.
The bond between them would lead them into chaos, and only one would be hurt.
The ringing ended, only to start again. I rolled my eyes and picked up the call.
“Selena, where are you? It's afternoon now. Don't tell me
you are still at the company’s meeting.” It was sarcastic.
“You are really bad at lying, you know.”
I don't say anything.
“Hello, Selena?” His voice grew worried.
“Selena is using the bathroom, she should be done soon.”
I moved to drop the phone.
“What are you?”
I stopped.
“What are you doing with Selena’s phone?” His voice turned cold.
I smiled, it was the second time. Yet the little boy doesn't fail to amuse me just like his sister.
“Theodore Mateo.”
He stayed quiet and then. “You are the company’s boss, so what are you doing with my sister’s phone? Why is she with you?”
He wasn't scared. There was no tremble in his voice. How amusing.
It wasn't every day I saw someone speaking that way to me.
“What do you think?” I threw back at him, sitting back on my couch.
I should relate to him, after all Selena was mine, and as a brother she loves. I would be seeing him often.
“It doesn’t matter what you think you are. But please stay away from Selena. You may be captivated by her, but you should let her go. I’m sure you are surrounded by other women.”
“I’m not,” I answered.
The line grew silent, and then he spoke. “It doesn't matter. You still have to stay away from her.”
“And what if I decided not to?” I asked poking.
Again silence and then, “ Twenty dead in total. A chocolate-like drug, aren't you too creative?” His voice bred coldness.
It seemed Joshua wasn't just a little brother, but one engrossed with secrets, dangerous to even him.
I smiled. I have underestimated him.
“What makes you think I will let go of your sister over that?”
“You will, because I may have names of those involved. The cops may not be able to get the big boss, but getting a smaller boss will appease the public. I won’t speak further.” The call ended.
How did he find out I was the one? Who was he working for? Is Selena aware of this?
No one has dared point a finger at me before.
It was a first, and there was a strong urge to beat him at his game. To see just how far he had gone to separate me from Selena
Speaking of Selena. She has been in the bathroom for a long time.
She couldn't have missed her way now right?
I stood up and headed up to search for her. But with each room I entered, I wondered where she was, until I stopped in my room.
She couldn't have been here? There was no reason for her to be here. Or else mother found out she was here.
That means she was after the document.