ELEVEN. Her Sexy Lips
Rough breaths erupted from his mouth and nostrils after he slammed her bedroom door with a bang. Anger was at the peak of his head, he felt like getting angry and exploded. At the end of the hall he saw Kaella standing by the railing, her face strained when she saw him staring at her. Then she walked hurriedly down the stairs with a tray and glasses in her hand. It was probably the pregnant milk that Riley was supposed to drink tonight. But his anger messed everything up. He made the girl cry again and get scared. He turned into a monster again.
Logan turned to Riley's bedroom door, which had just been slammed. His anger felt irrational. He shouldn't have been so angry just because Riley was trying to be haughty in front of him. He could probably just ignore her and let her roam around until she was exhausted and then go to her room on her own. But he didn't let Riley do that. Instead of ignoring her arrogance and a hint of rebelliousness, he let out a tantrum that he shouldn't have. Their relationship is now back to zero again. The half percent progress they had made so far had vanished without a trace.
Logan ruffled his hair in frustration. He walked away from Riley's room and swore loudly several times. Wren had mentioned his bad temper. He said he had to control his temper before deciding to have children. However, his temperament can disrupt the parenting pattern he will apply to his child later. But to hell with temperament. He wouldn't have gotten this angry if there wasn't someone to trigger his short wick. He had always been used to his explosive temper. It was the only thing he could do to intimidate those who would look down on him or depose him from the throne he currently holds. He was able to survive this far because of his bad temper. He scared people with his anger, and then they would submit to him, and he could develop the business his father left him into a bigger and more successful business.
Logan immediately walked toward the mini-bar. He needed to relax more with a glass of whiskey. He needed the drink to reflect on his mistakes. Had he gone too far with Riley or not?
Of course not, he thought angrily.
His hand grabbed a bottle of whiskey from the drink cupboard, he poured a large amount of whiskey into his glass, then drank it quickly until he felt a burning sensation in his throat and his stomach. He slammed the glass violently on the table, and buried his face into his wide palms, hoping it would relieve him of the frustration that was choking him.
He didn't just get emotional because Riley was acting haughty. No, that wasn't it. He had been restless since this afternoon. He locked himself all day in his study to work, but he couldn't work. The image of Riley's upper body only in her bra disturbed his thoughts. He didn't expect that he would be aroused just because of the body of a young girl who had just grown up.
But hell! Riley's body was not just the body of a young teenager who was growing up. She had incredibly beautiful curves beneath her ugly clothes. All this time, Riley had been hiding an incredibly beautiful asset that no one had ever realized. His mind then kept wandering, imagining Riley's body if she wasn't wearing anything, and was just... naked.
Those words jolted Logan's sanity. He must have gone mad if he wanted Riley to sleep with him. All right, it wasn't just sleeping with him, Logan growled in annoyance. He wanted to do more than just sleep together. He wanted to touch Riley. He wanted to fuck fuck her.
Fuck!
Logan's mind screamed loudly. He poured another whiskey into his glass. This time it was softer and more relaxed. He had to be in control of his body. He practiced relaxation techniques suggested by Wren. He exhaled and inhaled regularly for a few seconds, then he sipped his whiskey slowly. The liquid slid down his throat more slowly, more comfortably, and didn't cause a harsh burning sensation in his stomach. This time Logan could relax a little. He straightened his legs under the bar counter, then leaned comfortably against the wall with his eyes closed.
An image of Riley's body while standing in front of the mirror appeared in his head. Logan allowed the image to develop into delightfully erotic images, and he didn't deny that at all. For tonight, he would let Riley poison his brain. Maybe it was the best for him. If tonight he was allowed to enjoy Riley's body according to his fantasies, maybe tomorrow things would be better. He thought his desire to touch Riley would disappear, and he would return to being a normal Logan.
For about an hour, Logan remained where he was, his back against the wall, his head slightly tilted, and his eyes closed with the erotic images of Riley constantly accompanying him. He was quite satisfied with how his creativity created it. He was fascinated by seeing Riley inside his head and let his arousal work to relax him.
But a voice suddenly shattered his dirty fantasy as he was imagining Riley kissing his lips and teasing him with her sexy lips. With a grunt, he opened his eyes and found Betty staring at him without blinking. Her face was more worried than frightened.
"What is it? You're interrupting my rest time."
"I'm sorry, but this is serious. Riley..."
"What's with her?" Logan shouted angrily and straightened his body. He looked at Betty angrily.
"I just brought her milk to her room. And I found her curled up on the bed, and she was whimpering in pain."
"I know. She is in pain and crying. I scolded her."
"Yes, but..." she said a little doubtfully.
Logan became furious and couldn't wait to see Betty's expression. She should have done it quickly because he wasn't in a good mood to wait for her to speak.
"Just tell me, Betty. Don't test my patience."
"Actually, I saw blood on the sheets. I persuaded her to get up and see what happened, but she refused. She kept curling up in her bed and groaning in pain."