Chapter 6 Yearning From The Sideline
Zayd: Yearning From The Sideline
"She is so fucking hot, I'm gonna get her no matter what" Chris blazed with determination as he spoke.
"You are not allowed to date," I reminded.
"Who said I want to date? I want to fuck her" he corrected proudly.
My brows furrowed, unable to hide my disagreement, Chris has always been like this. Targeting freshmen that knew nothing and trapping them with his smile.
I knew the new girl had probably also fell into this trap.
New girl... it was actually her.
I can't let Chris do that to her. Her pure eyes had shimmered with excitement when he offered to help her get her baggage into her apartment.
She completely overlooked me and accepted his offer without thinking too much about it. She was like that, simple and trusting.
And those were her weaknesses, just what Chris loved to explore.
"You can't do that to her" I cautioned lightly.
Chris switched on the cooker energetically, " Why? You like her? Of course, you will. I mean, look at her. Full breasts and wide hips and all that"
He wiggled his eyebrows at me and placed a pan on the hot stove.
"Amrah Van-Aurthr, Corvin Van-Aurthr's daughter. Are you sure you want to do that to her?" I handed him the chopped veggies over the kitchen counter.
"Every girl I had had an impressive background, Minaret Tower is a school for second and third generation heir and heiresses. Do you think my Montgomery family should be scared of Van-Authr?" he boasted as he toasted the veggies.
“I don't know”
“You won't understand what high-class family ranks are like”
“I guess” I was a scholarship student after all.
That was Chris, using his impressive family background to do whatever he wished.
"Besides, I'm not going to force her, I'm only going to convince her" he shrugged.
Convince. That's how he always convinces girls and ends up breaking their heart.
The girls could only swallow their resentment because they knew they couldn't be seen with him due to his agency and couldn't do anything due to his family background.
"I just know she is already crushing on me"
I focused on my plate of veggies and creamy pasta as Chris continued to boast about how simple it was to get girls.
My throat felt choked as I listened to him.
"She looks so innocent. I just know she is a virgin or has been with only one man all her life"
It was hard to continue listening to him talk about her that way.
I hoped she wouldn't fall into his trap, but she did. I felt my chest tightened when I walked in on them hugging.
Chris had dropped a kiss on her forehead, the same forehead kisses he used to convince other girls that he loved them so much.
She looked so in love that she sometimes didn't notice my presence until I spoke. And that was it for me, I gave them space.
I thought Chris would be different towards her when he continued to talk about her non-stop.
About how adorable and innocent she was, about her beautiful smile and all, I thought I had missed another chance...
I wonder if she even remembered me.
"I dare you to kiss Amrah"
I didn't know if I should thank Bruno for that or cussed him for not telling us to do it in a private place.
I was already giddy when I felt her secret glances on me since she arrived on the rooftop, I tried to keep my cool even though I was happy she noticed me.
The kiss... I fucking loved every bit of it. It was way better than I imagined under those cold showers, her inexperienced move and tiny mewls against my mouth made me harden as sinful thoughts flooded my brain.
I felt Chris's hot glare on us but I couldn't stop, she felt just right in my arms.
It was worth Chris's anger that night, I let him land a punch in my jaw but that was it, I stopped the next one.
"Enough. It was just a game" I said after flexing my jaw.
The fucker almost shifted it. Could he have actually fallen for her? I'm supposed to continue suppressing the feelings that had been let loose by that kiss?
"It didn't fucking look like it to me though. You even said she is your type!" Chris barked.
"She is" that inflated his anger, he tried to wiggle his wrist out of my hold and probably give me another punch.
"She is my type but she is your girlfriend. Are you angry because you think I can take her from you?"
"Zayd! Don't fucking test me" His anger was now at the peak, probably because he couldn't get out of my grip.
He swung his free hand but I easily caught it.
"If I can take her away from you, then you should upgrade your dating skill" I concluded and let him go.
"She is mine, mine alone" he warned as I stormed off.
"Steff saw a moment about the recent race and he is about to make a move. Old Master and Youngest master found out and he asked Matt to bring you back" Jim said over the phone.
"Don't fuck with me"
"What do you mean they found out?" I could hear Jim shuffling over the phone nervously.
"I am trying to blur the pictures, but they are all over already. The Montgomery guy is always on the hot search as you know"
I hummed in agreement regretting why I had appeared during the race. I heard that some ladies were coming to watch and I thought she would be among them.
She wasn't.
And now I'm stuck in a peril.
"You should leave there, Matt and his men boarded a chopper twenty minutes ago"
""I will be waiting for them"
"Should I inform D?" Jim asked again. He was more worried than I was.
Maybe because I was used to this.
"No need" I disconnected the call immediately because I could already hear footsteps.
How are they here so soon?
My heart leaped when I saw who was peeping through the halfopened glass door.
Her.
Her green eyes shimmered against the rays of setting sun as she gaped at my bare torso shamelessly.
Just before I could gloat that I got her attention again, I caught sight of Matt and his fucking tranquilizer dart!
He aimed and shot without warning because he knew I wouldn't go with them without a fight.
"Amrah" I called but she didn't seem to hear me as she was still staring at me, dazed.
"Move aside!" she jolted and a dart swooshed past her.
I pulled her in just as another one missed us again as we slipped behind the beanbag, and then another one. Amrah's eyes rolled back and her weight on me told me she had been hit.
"Fuck!"
"You have to come with us," Matt said calmly.
"That's after you have informed your master that you just hit Van-Authr's daughter with your fucking toys" I snarled back.