One Night Only

Lillie

The blond guy comes out of the bathroom and brings with him a small box, which he offers me.

“That’s all I found.

I grab the box, go to the Devil and open it. There is only a small bottle of alcohol, gauze and blessed. Well, it’ll do for cleaning. It will give him time to get home and be stitched up as it should be.

“This is gonna hurt a little.” I’m leaning a little.

He is sitting with his legs open. I put myself between them so I can get closer.

“Don’t worry, I’m already used to it.

I take the alcohol and the gauze, and I wet the wound to clean. He grunts a little, but at no point do his eyes leave my face. He seems to be trying to figure it out. He looks at my eyes and then strays to my lips, more when I moisten them. I see it out of the corner of my eye. I feel that look that provokes in me a lot of crazy and restless sensations. I continue with my homework and finish cleaning. The good thing is that it was just a brush. If it had been more serious, he would not have forgiven me if something bad happened to him.

“Ready. That’s all I can do at the moment.

He keeps seeing me. He looks like he’s going to say something, but his friend steps forward.

“Devil, we have to leave now.

They start taking their things.

Diablo doesn’t put on his shirt as it is full of blood. He stands up and turns to me.

“We have to go.

I nod and turn to my friend to tell her with my eyes to get out of there, but he grabs my hand and pulls her to take me with him.

“What are you doing?” Still, I let him drag me with him.

“I’m not gonna let you go alone. Ivan.” She turns to speak to the boy.

So yes it is this Ivan that my friend wants to hook up.

“What’s the matter?” he asks as soon as he gets to our side next to Mika. They’re holding hands.Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Any emergency exits you know of around here? On the opposite side.” She’s watching him. I know he’s telling you something implicit.

I don’t understand what it is. Apparently, they know how to communicate like that.

“Yes, there is. We have to get to the bottom and turn left. Then right to the end of the corridor. The emergency exit is located there.

“Okay, we’ll take that shortcut.” He turns to me”. Let’s go out the other way. Don’t look back for any reason, got it? Just where we’re going.

I sit down slowly. I don’t know why he’s asking for that.

We were going out holding hands, as a couple. Although I want to look back, he prevents me while he goes out with his silly provocations.

“I think your gaze can keep getting lost in my naked torso.” We walked straight down the hall. Do you want to play it again?” he whispers when he sticks next to me.

I give him a murderous look.

You fucking pervert!.

“Not in your dreams.

“Too bad,” he snorts, “because I do wish for it, and you don’t know how much.”

I make a great effort not to fall into his provocations, and I don’t mean that he’s going to bother me, but rather not to fall into that great temptation of hell, which even burns. He is a dangerous man, he is pure fire. I’ll never know how to handle something like that. The problem is not only that, but what is managing to awaken in me.

As much as I deny it, I want it. I want him to touch me again, just like he did in that hospital bathroom. I wish he would go further and burn me with his hands while he runs through my whole body with them. However, I can’t let him do it. I can’t get carried away with what my body craves. He and I are different. He just wants my body for sex and he doesn’t care what I get to feel. He is not a Prince Charming, he is the opposite. The only thing I would have with him would be danger and suffering. He is not a man who gives his heart, only his body, so he is not the right one.

We managed to get out. On the way through the corridors his friend called the mastodons. I think so, because they are already outside waiting for their boss. The guy I dislike, who cornered me once on orders, hands a black shirt to the Devil, who lets go of my hand for a few seconds to put it on. Then he grabs me again and pulls me. He opens the door of his Lamborghini and with his head indicates to enter. I think about it for a few seconds as I stand in front of him.

“Devil,” his friend calls him when he arrives next to us. “I’ve already told the guys to clean up before the others arrive.” I don’t think they’ll be long in coming. I think it’s time to go.

He doesn’t answer her and just turns to look at me. As someone says, that’s the signal to leave. I must think no more about it. Without protesting, I get into the passenger seat. He carefully closes and circles the car on the driver’s side. I start the engine, making it roar.

My friend left with her lover, boyfriend, her man or whatever. I saw her get into an SUV before him.

Diablo accelerates at full speed through the streets of New York. My hands are in my lap. He’s shaking. All this is weighing me down. Just to think that other guys will go, and who knows what, I can’t dwell on good things.

Minutes later, we arrived at a building. It’s not my house and neither is the hotel he took me to last time. I turn my head to see it. I don’t understand what we’re doing here.

“What is this place?

“It’s where I’m staying.

“Wasn’t it supposed to be a hotel where you were staying?” I make a confused face.

“Not anymore.” Finish parking and turn off the engine. I bought this place.

I’m speechless.

It’s a tall building. They are department. It looks like it is a very luxurious and expensive place.

“You mean a flat, right?

He shakes his head and gets out of the car, comes to my side and opens the door for me to get out.

I’m still impressed. He bought this building!

I don’t say another word, we just walk to the elevator. We enter as soon as the doors open. Press the button on the top floor, which is the thirtieth. My hands are still trembling and even sweating. I don’t know what I’m doing here. I should have told him to take me home.

The stalls open and show a spacious lobby with pearl and gold colors. It is very beautiful and elegant. It has a waterfall on a wall. There are only ornaments and a candy-colored door with designs. We got to her. He opens it when he puts his fingerprint on it. We entered the place. I am more speechless when I see the hall; there are elegant metallic structures of black and white colors. Apparently, those tones are the only ones there because the room is also the same tone. Large leather armchairs, also black, and a huge white carpet. The floor is wooden. Next to the living room there is a well-equipped minibar.

“What are we doing here? What am I doing here?

“You’ll be safe here.

He goes to the bar that has drinks. He takes out a bottle, which is apparently whiskey, and serves it in a glass.

“I need to get back to my house.

I’m standing in the middle of the room.

“Do you want a drink?” Ignore what I said and drink the amber liquid.

“No, I don’t want to. I just want to go back to my home.

“That can’t be possible.” He stands in front of me.

“I’m not asking you. You don’t have to decide whether or not I can go back to my house. “I’m crossing my arms.

He draws that typical smile on him again and comes much closer to me.

“I advise you for your well-being that it is best that you stay here. You can’t go back to your house. There you will only be alone and exposed to something bad happening to you. I remember well that your family is in the hospital.

You’re right, I’ll be alone. My mom and Alexa are still in the hospital. Another would be for me to go with them, but I could also be exposing them. However, just thinking that I will be staying here alone with him makes me more nervous. My heart is beating so hard that I’m sure he can hear it. I have to stay. What worries me the most is that I have to sleep in this place. I don’t know if he’s going to ask me to keep my end of the bargain again or take it without asking. One part of me is scared, but the other is waiting for him to take me unceremoniously.

I’ve lost my mind.