A hot mess

chapter 3

Chapter 3

Aria

I left Ivan's house the moment I was done cleaning up the glass I had broken. The last thing I wanted was for him to see me like, disheveled and messed up. I won't be able to forgive myself if I make a mistake in front of him.

Especially under his cousin's sentimental gaze. As much as I hated Evander with my guts, he crept me out so much.

He was like a dangerous ranger that would break me apart if I linger around him or come into his view. There were rumors about him being a Mafia heir from Russia.

Ivan did tell me that his mother was a Russian boulevard but he didn't tell where exactly or what kind of family she came from. But seeing his cousin and how unruly he was, was enough for me to pick up the pieces.

Once my cab stopped in front of the apartment I shared with Sage, I rushed out having paid my fare.

Sage wasn't home and that was good for me because I had no courage to tell her what I had done.

I went into my room and locked myself inside before going into the bathroom to wash away my inequities.

The stench of Evander's scent up me, his lips, fiery hands, touch, I scrubbed them all off yet nothing felt like coming off.

I could still fill his wicked hands in my hair and his metallic rod inside me. It was as if I was reliving the moment in my head.

Unable to dissipate the images from my head, I slammed my back against the wall and gulped down the water that ran out of the shower. I might have turned into a tasty frog because I couldn't get satisfied and my p***y kept on clenching for attention.

I have never felt so much urge like this before and it was unbearable because I couldn't do anything to stop it.

After taking a long shower, still horny, I rushed into my room and took up my phone.

Google: How to stop an unbearable s****l urge.

I typed and different answers filled my screen.

*Find your partner and ask for sex.*

*Use s*x toys to satisfy the urge.*

*Find the nearest hooker and get shagged.*

*Find the devil behind your urge and get wanked*

I threw my phone on my bed in frustration and it bounced off and crashed to the ground.

This was not happening to me. How can I get over this without letting anyone know about it?

Maybe, I should call Sage and tell her about it. She does have more experience than I do.

But what would she think of me? I am scared that she will see me as a horny f**k and tease the hell out of me.

I dismiss the idea and think of something to keep my mind busy.

After changing into clean clothes, my usual comfortable jeans and big T-shirts, I go down to the kitchen and prepare a snack for myself.

However, I am welcomed by Ivan's unexpected presence. I jumped back in fear as he turned to meet my gaze.

My mind began to mix up with so many questions.

*Does he know about what I have done?*

*Did Evander tell him already?*

*Why is he here?*

"Down to earth babe. Why are you standing there like a statue with a ghostly expression?" He questioned and I recollected the name he called me. Babe. It sounded disgusting because of what I had done.

I blinked back and plastered a smile on my face, acting normal.

"Sorry, you startled me. I didn't expect to see you," I said, going over to sit down on the couch he was on.

He opened his arms and welcomed me into his embrace.

"You smell so nice," he muttered, sniffing my strawberry shampoo scent.

"Thank you," I mumbled, avoiding much conversation with him.

"Evans asked me to come meet you. He said you had dropped by when I was not around," he mentioned and I went rigid on his body.

"Oh...I...did but left," I stuttered, holding the bowl of chips in my hand.

"I went for practice today. He said you had something to tell me."

"He did?" I peered up at him with my eyes widened as my heart hammered against my rib cage.

"Yeah, what did you have to say? I came here to hear it from you. Since he refused to tell me directly."

My stomach somersaulted and sweat built behind my neck. I should have known that Evander would rather me out.

What did I expect from someone who hated my guts.

I thought of something fast and ended up kissing him. Ivan was a bit startled but leaned in and deepened our kiss.

His kiss was soft and delicate, more gentle than that of his cousin's. I parted my lips letting him have access into my mouth but no matter how much he teased and nipped my tongue, Evander's hot kiss still lingered in my mouth.

"We should stop," he breathed out and broke apart from me. I stared at him confused but he avoided my gaze and later closed his eyes.

"I won't be able to hold myself back if we continue and I don't want to hurt you, Aria," he said and I settled back on the couch.

At least, he had no idea of what happened between me and Evander.

He sent him here to pull my legs. Jokes on him.

"It's fine. Happy birthday by the way. I am sorry I didn't get a get yet." I am sorry, I gave your gift to your cousin.

He pursed his lips like an offender child and pulled me closer to him.

"There is no need to bother. You can get me something later. I thought you would like to come for my birthday party. But it seems like you are planning to Netflix and chill," he pointed out my cozy outfit and the bowl of chips in my hand.

I wanted to come back after what happened earlier, I don't think I can share the same space and breath the same air as his cousin's.

"Um, I have an early morning class tomorrow and need to do my assignment before going to bed. I am sorry I can't show up tonight," I made up an excuse which he bought instantly.

"It's fine. But are you sure that you are okay?" He asked searching my eyes for a hint of betrayal.

"Of course. I will call you tomorrow morning. Have fun," I muttered, waiting him to leave.

He got the cue and left after placing a light kiss on my forehead.

I released the breath I was holding once he closed the door. My whole body was so tensed up. He probably must have noticed since I was so still on his body.

Curling up my body, I closed my eyes and slept off on the couch praying that everything will just go back in time and my mistake was only a dream.

But for how long? How long will I keep deluding myself of reality? How long do I intend to deceive Ivan and stay under Evander's watchful radar?