CHAPTER 29

I woke up totally regretting what happened to me and Zion. It was evening but instead of waking up in his office or the hotel that I asked Renae to book for me, I woke up in Zion's bed and still naked.

Gosh! Did he just carry me around naked!?

I stood up fuming mad and totally forgot that I don't have any clothes on. I forcefully opened the door of his room and storm my way to the kitchen where I'm sure he's there. And I wasn't wrong, like the first time I saw him the other day, he was wearing an apron and only wearing a boxer short.

"You!" I seized to him and punched him at the back which he didn't see coming. I felt him jolt at what I did but I continued punching him at his back, I'm not even sure if I'm hurting him as planned or he's just being tickled because of his tough muscles. "How could you! Did you really carry me from your office to your unit without wearing anything!? I know that you don't care of what others will say to my body but I didn't give you permission to embarrass me in front of everyone!" I was really fuming mad that I can almost feel some smoke coming out of my nose in any seconds. "I hate you so much! You're an asshole!"

My fist was about to land to his chest but he stopped it first and I came eye to eye with those expressive eyes. I wouldn't know a that a lone tear escaped my eyes if he didn't wipe it using his thumb. Unlike me, he was so calm and composed as he continue to wipe my tears that became uncontrollable.

"Shh, let's talk about this first, hmm?" I sob and cry, still punching him lightly as I started to get weak from crying. He carried me to the counter top and made me sit there with him in between my bare legs. He can literally see my sex but he never once look at it as he was busy helping me wipe my own tears.

"How could you do this to me." My voice was breaking and stuttering that it made have a hard time breathing. I was am really worried and mad at the same time and I never once felt this bad for myself.

"Please, listen to me first. Please, Allison." His voice sounds of begging together with his fingers that are caressing my back and waist. "Hear me out first." He pleads again until I was fully sober and eased. I started taking deep breaths, trying to avoid his eyes because I might end up crying again in front of him.

I hate it. I hate it that he have to see me behind of my facade.

"Hey, look at me, please. Look at me, Allison." He jailed my face in between his palms and made me look at him with the softness of his touch. "I didn't carry you here naked, okay? I dressed you after we make out and you fell asleep. I just undressed you when you finally entered my room, sleeping, because I have to clean you up, Allison. I don't want those sweats to make you sick and sticky. I don't want you to move as soon as you wake up because I know... I felt that you haven't done it over the years." The way he explained everything was making me teary again.

How could I forget that he's still Zion, just like me, he's trying to hide the old him just to show me that he isn't affected of what happened from our past. But hiding or not, I know he's still the Zion that I once knew and keep avoiding.

"Allison... do you really think I'll let anyone see your body?" He asked with a frustrated voice but it wasn't surely for me. I shook my head, the sides of my lips tugged downward as my lips tremble with the heavy feeling. "Even when we were younger, Allison, I never once thought of sharing the image that only I can see. I respect you and even with your consent, I am not going to share you to anyone."

Contented and finally soothed with what happened, I can't help but feel bad with what I did to him. I rested my head to his shoulder, sniffing and still quietly crying, not because of my reason, but because I am damn guilty!

"I'm.. sorry." I did my best to stop or at least hide my tears from him, good thing he just let me cry in his shoulder. "I was just scared that... the same thing happened to me when I was with some new friends." I didn't tell anyone about this and planned to keep this to myself but here I am, opening up to the person whom I should be hating the most.

His body felt flexed and he instantly push me away so he can see my face. When our eyes met, his brows are almost connecting to each other while his lips thinned with confusion in his handsome face.

"What do you mean?" His fingers that was caressing my back and waist stopped as he gave me his full attention. "Allison, what did they do to you?" His jaw started clenching especially when another batch of tears rolled down to my cheeks, this time I let my tears fall and show him my scared and frightened side.

That event traumatized me and is the mere reason why I distanced myself with anyone, even with Renae, some of my new found friends and my workers. Because I trusted them the most after what happened to me and Zion but they still betrayed me.

"Allison, what did they do to you?" I can read that he badly wanted to burst out but is just worried of how will I accept and react to it.

"We were drunk..." That was the first thing that I said but it seems like he already knew what happened next. His fingers trace out from my skin and was now at the counter top, clenching into a fist. "I didn't know what I was doing, I trusted them though. We were having fun and when I felt like I can't drink more, I decided to stay at one of their rooms to sleep... but then I woke up with a man beside me."

Nothing happened.

I want to say that and explained further but seeing the glares Zion was shooting at the side of his kitchen made me shut up.

"Did you have sex?" His deep voice still growls in the whole room. I answered by shaking my head so he abruptly give me back his attention. "Then what happened? Did he touch you? Did he do something that you don't like–"

"It was my friends fault, they were forcing me to have fun and that includes having sex with someone so they pranked me. They made of my trauma to... you. Because I don't want to do it anymore after what happened to our... baby."

I am not sure of what should I feel, I want to be mad and angry for the memories but now that I'm saying it to Zion, I felt like I was back to the past where I'll always tell him whatever it is that's bothering and he'll always make a way to stop it. And the same is happening now because instead of anger, I felt pity for myself and that I need him to catch all those burden for me.

"I'm sorry," that was the least thing I could do to make him feel better after my sudden confession. I know, it wasn't only me who was affected what he did to our baby... he was also suffering and in pain.

"Who are they?" His cold deep voice made me pout and cry but he instantly silenced me, telling me that he's not mad at me. "It's not your fault, okay? None of what happened from the past is any of your fault. I'm sorry."

I should be hating him.

I want to run away from him and hurt myself for being weak when it comes to Zion. It was still there, the moments and sensation that he used to make me feel was still there and never been gone. I just don't want to admit it to myself because I'm afraid.

"Who are they, Allison?" He ask again when I didn't found my voice to answer him.

"Forget about it," I shook my head, not planning to make a bigger mess that includes Zion.

He stood away from me and went back to cooking, now I was face with his ripped back where I'm trying to guess what's running on his mind but he's just too hard to read.

He didn't say anything and keep his silence, even when he started serving our lunch he was still quiet. Both of us are eating in front of each other, he didn't even look at me once, causing me to sigh.

It was louder than what I planned as it accidentally took his attention. My lips pucker, slightly pouting as I stare deeply into his eyes.

"Are you mad?" My voice came out as a squeak but when I saw how his eyes soften, my heart started to beat erratically wild especially when he stood up from his seat so he can lean over until our faces are inches away from each other.

"I missed you so much, Allison." He whispered before gently pulling my nape so he can kiss me on the lips. His tongue quickly devoured my insides as my hand started to grip the side of the table for support. "I want to keep this a secret because I know you won't like it, but I'll find those fake friends of yours and let them pay for what they did to you."

His voice has an intense finalization as if not giving me enough choice to object. At the end of the day, I still ended up in bed, naked and sweating as Zion pounded on me harshly but gently.

All moans that escaped my lips made me feel so erotic and wanton. My long nails are scraping his wide back, my long legs are wrapped around his waist. His chest on my breasts was making it more complicated for me to hide the pleasure.

"Oh my... Zion!" I screamed on top of my lungs when his thrust became sloppy and my body weakened as lots of lots of pleasure came out from both of our sexes.

It didn't end there, he was so inevitable that even when my legs started trembling, he was still at it, tasting me and thrusting inside of me until I lost my consciousness.

When I woke up it was around midnight. I slept for too long because of too much exhaustion but when I look at the owner of the muscled and addictive arm that was pulling my waist, my face fell to content when Zion's tired face also showed up inches away from mine.

Now he knew what it feels to be tired but delighted.

I giggled inside and sat at the edge of the bed, the thing in between my thighs instantly tingled and ached that I didn't last long sitting and went back to lying beside him.

God, he was so monstrous when it comes to this kind of activities. He never changed a thing and still Zion I know who would devour and tire me once he had time... And he always have time.

"If only we can bring back the past." I whispered with the tears beside my eyes. "If only we were mature enough to handle things... I still want to be friends with you like how we used to be." I was sure he can't hear those so I snuggled on his arms.

Feeling his warm embrace, I close my eyes with a smile on my face.

If only.