Chapter 274: Walk in
"Remo?! What in the world are you doing here? How did you know this was my door?!" She asked all at once, looking behind him to see if anyone else had come with him, he seemed to be the only person.
"Is that how you welcome a guest? Come on, won’t you let me in?" He whined playfully, raising his hand to her cheek and caressing lightly. She jerked her face away from his hold.
"I never invited you, and if that’s the case, then I don’t think I’m obliged to invite you into my home. Who on earth even does that?!" She asked, exasperation fuelling her tone.
"Does what?" He asked nonchalantly. He pushed his way past her, and into her home, heading straight for her kitchen and pulling the fridge open.
"What the hell is this?! I did not invite you to my home, Remo." She yelled out, shutting the door behind her and making her way toward the fridge where he now stood.
"But I invited myself in. Aren’t we friends after all? Do friends have to seek the permission of friends to be in their domain? I don’t think so." He responded with a smile, taking out a jar of milk and a glass. She walked up to him, snatched the jar from his grip and replaced it back in the fridge.
"I don’t remember you asking us to be friends at any point. Now that you know that, I suggest that just the way you brought yourself in, you find your way out." She commanded in a stern tone, her gaze equally fixed on him in a daring manner. He turned to face her, observing her defiant pose. A few seconds passed, and then he began to walk towards her. In spite of his predatory move, she remained unmoving in her spot, her eyes locked with his.
When they were only a few inches close, he brought his face close to hers, and then he spoke. "I consider myself a sadist and a psychopath, who would go out of his way to get whatever he wants—and when I say that, you should know I mean every word. In this case, it is you that I want. However, I respect my brother so much, that I decided to have mercy on his property."
"What the hell?! His property?! What are you—" While she was still speaking, he snatched her jaw between his thumb and index finger and brought her face close to his.
"If you were not his, Stella, I would’ve fucked you so hard, you wouldn’t have the strength to make it back to your apartment like you did moments ago." He whispered against her lips, his breath caressing her chin. Every utterance of his words had caused her insides to curl, hinting at the possibility of him being able to do just what he had spoken.
I guess the sexiness runs in the blood. She thought to herself, panic filling her every being. After what felt like hours, he freed her face with a laugh, making his way to her bed and settling himself in.
"You should see the look on your face right now, did I scare you that much?" He asked, chuckling teasingly as he brought his hands under his head to brace him in a comfortable position. Stella, on the other hand, remained standing where she was, observing him from a predator’s line of sight. However, she was powerless over his whims.