Chapter 23 continuation 2

'I'll take everything from you, be sure of it, boy.' The voice was so low and rough that fear began to rise in the body. 'I want you to know how to be the dregs of society with no money in your pocket.'

'Don't rely on it! I will avenge you for my mother, for myself and for my honor.' James couldn't help but raise his voice to his father, clearly emphasizing every word. 'That's what I came to tell you. I won't tuck my tail like a dog that's chickened out. And God forbid anyone to contact you. With a man like you, it's devastating in every way.'

The young guy said the last words, quickly leaving the office on his nerves. There was a pitiful resentment in his soul that his father was such a bad person.

Tears filled his eyes as James left the downtown office building.

And it was most offensive for the fact that there was no mother nearby...

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The girl woke up, instantly feeling a severe headache. Opening her eyes, she slowly looked around the room, completely unaware of how she ended up here.

Hailey clutched her head with her hands, trying to make a foolish attempt to silence the pain from every movement of her eyes. Groaning loudly in annoyance, she stood up, noticing a glass of water next to which lay two white pills. Mackenzie reached over to the bedside table, tossing the drug into the water, then watched the pills dissolve in the water, leaving a lot of bubbles behind them, as if the water had been carbonated from the start. Closing her fingers around the glass, the girl began to raise it to her lips before noticing a neat black outline in the shape of a heart on the phalanx of her ring finger.

Closing her fingers around the glass, the girl began to raise it to her lips before she noticed a neat black outline in the shape of a heart on the phalanx of her ring finger.

'What the hell?' Hailey was frightened, and immediately what came to her mind was a tattoo, because there was simply no other way.

Quickly emptying a full glass of water in large gulps, the brown-haired woman with a red tint of hair brought her finger closer to her, examining the black heart.

Feeling it to the touch and with the force of rubbing, the girl realized that it would not be erased so easily and that this was not a tattoo at all. The young lady relaxed, falling back onto the pillow.

There was an unpleasant feeling in my stomach, as if all the alcohol I had drunk yesterday would come out right now. The body shook as the salivation became much more than usual. The girl jumped up on weak legs, quickly heading to the bathroom. Falling to her knees in front of the toilet, Hailey instantly gathered her hair into a ponytail, bending low. In less than a minute, Hailey literally turned inside out.

This was repeated again and again until the girl felt relief in her body.

After taking a cold shower, which brought Hailey back to her senses rather well, the young lady wrapped a white towel around her body, then wrapped another towel around her wet hair.

After brushing her teeth, the girl wiped the water off her face as she left the bathroom. Bare feet touched the soft white carpet and before she could reach the closet with clothes, the brown-haired woman saw the door open and Nick enters the room.

'You look great,' the guy said, looking over Mackenzie from head to toe.

'Stop staring at me, and why are you here so early?'

The brown-haired man closed the door behind him, slowly moving towards the young girl, who visibly tensed up.

She still didn't trust him.

'I decided to find out how you are after yesterday.'

'Stay away from me,' Hailey said softly, stepping back so she wasn't so close to the guy.

'Are you afraid of me?' Nick asked, driving Hayley into a dead end in the truest sense of the word.

He liked the feeling of having power over a girl, just as Foster did.

And it was not about physical strength at all.

Nick played with Hailey and didn't want to stop, he loved it. After the fight with James, he will just limit himself in some actions, perhaps.

'I still don't trust you,' Mackenzie admitted, her back feeling cold against the wall, sending goosebumps all over her body.

Miller stood at arm's length until he took one step forward, being extremely close to the young lady in just a matter of seconds.

The girl lowered her eyes, no longer having the spiritual strength to look the guy straight in the eyes. He raised his hand, slowly lifting the young lady's chin up so she was looking at him.

The guy loved seeing Hailey give up on this little game. He could literally feel her weakness, fueling himself with it, which made him feel much stronger over the fragile girl.

'Don't touch me, Miller,' the brown-haired woman with a red tint of hair whispered, turning her face to the side.

The guy turned her head hard on him, glancing at the soft lips of the brown-haired woman.

'Don't even think about it, get away from me!' The girl gathered her strength, powerfully pushing the young man away from her.

Before Hailey had time to move away, Nick quickly approached her, grabbing her thigh with his hand and throwing her leg to his body. Raising Mackenzie in her arms, the girl had no choice but to wrap her legs around his waist so as not to fall. He pinned her back against the wall, kissing Hailey's soft lips passionately.

His one hand was on the girl's ass, holding it while the other at that moment tightly squeezed the brown-haired woman's thigh. Nick grinned as he felt the young lady begin to return the kiss.

It was as if something clicked in the girl’s head and all the guy’s emotions were transferred to her, completely turning off the brain and succumbing to feelings, Hailey began to enjoy every second.

It was like a fleeting oblivion of the mind.

The towel on his head began to unwind, and noticing this, the guy, tearing himself away from the girl's lips, quickly pulled it off his hair, throwing it somewhere on the floor. Wet brown hair with a red tinge fell in wavy curls on the bare shoulders of the young lady, again making the body feel cold.

Hailey shook them out, moving them to the right side so they wouldn't get in the way. Putting her hands on Nick's sharp cheekbones, they actually looked very sharp, which looked very attractive of him, Mackenzie pulled him to her face, luring him into a passionate kiss. The guy grabbed her tighter in his arms and, without breaking the close contact, put her on the bed, hanging from above.

Everything happened so quickly and with such sudden passion that you could literally feel it in this room. Nick began to pull off the white terry towel from the body, absorbing the look of the girl's slender and attractive body. He again reached for the lips of the brown-haired woman, walking along her thigh with one hand, and tightly grabbing her waist with the other, so that he could press her as close to him as possible.

Hailey got up from the bed, pulling the black T-shirt off the young man's torso in an instant. The ink inscription on his chest 'It is what it is' and the large number 78 immediately caught my eye, stopping time for a minute.

'Wait,' the girl hissed, putting her hand on the boy's chest to stop him pushing.

'What? Let’s better continue,' Nick said nervously, impulsively starting to cover the woman’s neck with kisses.

'Look what I have,' Hailey stopped him, then pulled up a towel to cover her body from the male lustful gaze.

She extended her hand to him, showing the outline of a small black heart on the knuckle of her ring finger.

The guy arched an eyebrow in displeasure, completely unaware of what was happening now and what was required of him.

'Fuck, Hailey. I'm glad you drew a heart on yourself with a marker, but what's in it for me?'

'That’s the thing, it’s not me.'

'So what? Fuck, leave it.'

Nick pushed the girl back onto the bed, pulling the towel off her again. Raising the woman's hands up above his head, the guy squeezed them with one hand by the wrists, covering the girl's body with kisses, gradually descending lower and lower until he reached the peak. A groan escaped Haile's throat as she felt well enough.

'I didn’t tell you, Ni-i-ik,' the brown-haired woman drawled, biting her lower lip hard so as not to moan again.

Miller did not pay any attention, continuing to do his job. He wanted to continue playing with the girl, but she stopped him every time, trying to convey something to him.

The brown-haired man raised his face to Hailey's eye level, hovering over her for a moment to see her features. He dug into the soft female lips, passionately luring her into a kiss so that she would be distracted.

'Don’t try to shut me up,' the girl protested, turning her face away.

'Speak, but quickly,' the guy sighed, falling beside him.

'He or she drew this for me at the club or after it, I don’t know,' a brown-haired woman with a red tint of hair sat on top of Nick's hips.

'Someone was playing with you,' suggested the young man, his hand caressing Mackenzie's bare skin on her arm.

'I thought maybe you remember what happened yesterday.'

'I don't remember anything, Hailey. I woke up at home somehow.'

'And I’m in my room,' the brown-haired woman smiled, bending down to kiss the guy.

Nick quickly turned her down, immediately throwing the towel on the floor, after which he began to cover her body with persistent kisses.

The girl threw her legs on brown-haired hips, immediately feeling a rough grip on her ass. There was some extraneous sound outside the room, distracting the young people from each other. The boy frowned as he pulled away from his companion.

'Ignore it,' Mackenzie whispered, demandingly undoing the belt on her black skinny jeans.

'Wait, fuck,' the guy growled, instantly shoving the girl away from him, after which he quickly got out of bed, quietly approaching the door to listen for an extraneous sound.

'What's happening?' Hailey asked excitedly as she sat down on the white blanket.

Nick's condition led her into a stupor, because it was clearly visible how the brown-haired woman was frightened of something, starting to get more and more nervous.

'Fuck,' Miller recoiled from the front door as soon as he heard a loud buzz from a cell phone on the other side, followed by a heavily accented voice. 'Get back into it, now!'

The young man picked up two white towels from the floor, throwing them directly into the hands of the girl. The boy looked around, looking for something. Mackenzie quickly got up from the bed, standing on the floor to wrap the towel around her body as well as her still-damp hair.

Nick lay down on the floor, crawling under the bed, which greatly surprised the young lady.

'What are you doing?' The brown-haired woman asked in astonishment, losing from her appearance the guy who disappeared under the furniture.

'I'm not here, you were alone in the room. Got me, Hailey? Don’t fucking burn in front of him, otherwise we will both be completely fucked up.'