Page 114 of She will Always be Mine

The look in his eyes paired with the aggression in his body, I would’ve let him do anything to me just as long as he kept staring at me the same way.

I’ve had his cock inside me but it had never felt like this. So warm, thick, and hard. It was like I was losing my virginity all over again except the pleasure was more present than the pain. Never once did he take his eyes off me. After treating me delicately all week, he fucked me unbelievably deep and brutally passionate like he wanted to shatter me.

When he came, I felt every spurt of his cum. I thought it would never stop.

What if I get pregnant?my mind screams, now that I’m thinking rationally.

I’m not even on any pill. I’ll have to buy it first thing in the morning. I also cannot be making mistakes like this, no matter how enticing they feel. Besides, Riaan can’t be serious about intertwining our lives this way. As soon as he’s back, I’ll talk to him.

Pressing on the key fob, I hear his sports car beep from my left and I see it parked in the very last spot.

Hurrying toward it before anyone catches me, I reach it and unlock the passenger door to slide inside. Since I have nothing to pass the time, I have no choice but to wait for him.

Since I have no way to check the time, it feels like forever and I wonder what’s taking him so long. I’m startled when I feel something vibrate and I realize it’s coming from the pocket of Riaan’s jacket. I’m guessing it’s his phone so I pull it out and read the name “Karan” written on the screen. Assuming it could be urgent, I pick up the call.

“Riaan,” the guy says on the other end of the line.

“Hi, I’m sorry but Riaan is away right now,” I explain. “I can take a message if it’s important?”

“Who are you?” The way he questions me raises my suspicions.

“I’m his assistant, Snehil,” I lie smoothly. “If you want, I can ask him to call you back.”

“No. It’s fine,” he replies, though the tension doesn’t leave my body. “Just let him know I found another way to hack into the phone instead of him bringing it to me. He can call me and I’ll explain.”

Why is Riaan working with a hacker? If it’s related to his work, shouldn’t he be hacking into a system or something? Various questions run through my head at once.

“Snehil,” says Karan, and I blink.

“Sorry. I’ll pass the message on to him,” I reply.

“Thanks.”

I hang up without another word while my foot taps nervously on the floor. I can’t let go of the uneasy feeling bubbling inside my chest. Riaan’s distant behavior the past several days, especially skirting the last conversation we had, and now this call. It all screams one thing.

Riaan is spying on me.

Anger, fear, and hurt take over my senses. That’s why he never asked me about the text.

I mean, why would he when he could just hack into my phone? I should’ve known he wouldn’t let it go. He won’t find anything, though, because after making a copy, I deleted all the messages.

But the pictures, I never got to them. Damn it.

I don’t care what his intentions are but betraying my trust like this, he’s no better than the blackmailer. Just like him, he’s taking away my choice.

I was letting him in and building the courage to tell him the truth because of the way he’s been taking care of me. But all this time, he’s been plotting behind my back. He needs to understand that this isn’t something he can control.

Even if I disrupt his plan, he’ll find another way.

So how do I stop him?

Looking at his phone, I easily unlock it since he didn’t bother to have a password and delete the last call. At least, this will save me some time.

“Shit!” I curse in horror and almost drop the phone when I hear the click of the door. My gaze collides with Riaan’s cool ones as he climbs inside the car.

“You okay, baby?”

“Yeah. You just scared me,” I answer nonchalantly while trying to calm my racing heart. “What took you so long?”

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