UNTIL I MET HER

CHAPTER FIVE

An hour later, Bethany stirred, slowly sitting up. Ethan, shirtless and watching over her, smiled warmly. "Hey, baby girl."
Bethany's gaze drifted up to meet his, then her eyes wandered, taking in the contours of his chest and the defined lines of his body. She looked away, a hint of blush rising to her cheeks. "Where am I?" she asked, her voice still groggy.
Ethan reassured her, "You're still in the institution. There's nothing to worry about." But Bethany's mind was already racing. "I need to leave," she said, trying to stand, but her legs faltered.
She stumbled to the door, only to find it locked. Ethan rose from the bed, his movements fluid. "Sit down, Bethany. You're not going anywhere."
But Bethany was insistent. "I don't want to sit. Just hand over the key." Her hand went to her head, and she swayed, Ethan catching her as she almost fell. He guided her to sit between his legs, concern etched on his face.
"Take these drugs," he said, offering her a bottle of water. Bethany looked up at him, then took the medication. As she handed the bottle back, her hands lingered on his neck, her fingers wrapping around it in a gentle caress.
Bethany's voice trembled. "Liam knows..." Ethan's eyes locked onto hers, his expression questioning. "Knows what?"
Bethany's words spilled out in a rush. "He saw me in this gown when he came into your room... He knows I was with you." Ethan's smile was nonchalant. "Oh well, I guess you're gonna have to take that gown off."
But Bethany was far from amused. "It's not funny, Ethan. You knew he suspected something and didn't think to warn me?" Ethan's shrug was casual. "Yeah, I figured it out. But I didn't think it was a big deal."
Bethany's smile was a thin, fake line. "I almost got r***d because of you... And you're acting like it's nothing." Ethan's eyes narrowed, his voice low. "How far did he get?"
Bethany's gaze dropped, her voice barely audible. "I'm done with this... whatever this is. Pick someone else, but not me." Ethan's hands moved to her thigh, but Bethany shook him off.
Ethan's grip tightened, his fingers inching her gown up to her butt. "What did Liam do to you in the basement?" Bethany's eyes flashed with anger. "I don't want to talk about it." Ethan's voice was firm. "You're gonna have to tell me."
Bethany's voice was laced with resentment. "Fine, you really want to know... Everything you tried to do to me." She looked at Ethan, her eyes flashing with anger.
Ethan's gaze locked onto hers, his voice low and husky. "Those lips... What am I going to do to those pretty lips, huh?" He leaned in, his eyes fixed on her mouth, and Bethany bit her lips in response.
"How about I make you feel better?" Ethan suggested, his hands reaching out to her. But Bethany was unmoved. "How? Like how you make your other girls feel better, huh?"
Ethan's grip tightened, his voice firm. "I'm going to control those lips, baby girl." But Bethany was defiant. "In your dreams."
Ethan's hands released her, and he stood up, moving behind Bethany. His hands traced her stomach, and she sighed deeply, her body relaxing into his touch. His hands moved up to her breasts, and Bethany's mouth opened in a silent gasp. “If it makes you feel any better I haven’t brought any girl here before it’s just you” Ethan whispered
She rested her head on Ethan's bare chest, and he placed his head on her shoulder. They looked at each other, their eyes locked in a moment of raw emotion. Then Ethan let go of her and sat down in front of her, leaving Bethany to breathe in deeply, her chest rising and falling with a mix of emotions.
Ethan's voice was laced with urgency as he demanded, "What happened in the basement?" Bethany's eyes locked onto his, a mix of fear and hesitation swirling within them. She whispered, "He was with Ella, and they were..." But before she could finish, Ethan's grip tightened, his fingers digging into her skin his actions turned aggressive as he exposed her, causing a moment of vulnerability and shock.. Bethany's words trailed off as she tried to squirm away, but Ethan's hold only intensified. His eyes blazed with a fierce determination, his voice low and commanding. "Tell me, Bethany. What were they doing in the basement?" Bethany's distress was palpable, her body tense and rigid as she tried to resist Ethan's probing. But he wouldn't relent, his fingers pressing into her skin like a vice leaving her exposed and relentless underneath her gown
Ethan's tone remained resolute, pressing for answers. "I asked you a question, Bethany. I expect the truth." Bethany's gaze met his, a mix of apprehension and uncertainty flickering in her eyes. As Ethan's actions grew more forceful, Bethany's body stiffened, her voice barely audible. "They were together...having sex." Her hands instinctively sought solace around Ethan's neck, a silent plea for understanding. The room filled with unspoken tension, the weight of their unspoken words hanging heavy in the air.
 “Liam f****d Ella in the basement” He exclaims, and moves his hands to her p***y and rubs her clits, Bethany looses her stand but he tightens his grip on her, she moans quietly, bending a little making it possible for Ethan to get a little view of her breasts, he rubs her opening gently then she breathes in heavily
Ethan released his grip on her hand and slid his other hand up to her breast, his fingers closing around it like a vice. Bethany's mouth fell open in a silent gasp as Ethan's fingers tightened, his touch sending shockwaves through her body. She tried to push him away, pulling her gown down to cover herself, but Ethan's eyes gleamed with a knowing light. He licked his lips, a slow smile spreading across his face as Bethany struggled to catch her breath, her body still reeling from the intensity of the moment.
Bethany finally found the strength to stand up and make a hasty exit, but Ethan's words stopped her in her tracks. "You should know by now that you can't leave this place like that," he said, his voice low and menacing.
Bethany turned to face him, and her eyes widened in shock as she saw her panties tangled between his legs. She tried to retrieve them, but Ethan was too quick. He grabbed her, pulling her down onto his lap. Bethany struggled to break free, but Ethan's grip was like a vice.
"Queen, watch your next moves carefully," he whispered, his breath hot against her ear. "You're exposed, vulnerable. I can easily do whatever I want with you." Bethany's face burned with shame and fear as she realized her predicament.
"This was a mistake," she pleaded, trying to reason with him. "I wasn't thinking straight."
Ethan's laughter was low and mocking. "You weren't thinking straight," he repeated, his eyes glinting with triumph. He trails his finger to her opening sending shivers down her spine…she tries to get up, but he pulls her back making his elongation hit her p***y, she gasps then he groans
 “Look at me” she turns a bit and faces him then he looks at her lips. “You thinking straight now baby girl” He rubs her clits a bit aggressive, making her to release loud moans “f**k” he groans and is about to finger her but she stops him”
 “Ethan Please, please don’t” Begging him, his eyes gleamed with triumph, realizing how perfect his his name sounds coming out of her pretty lips”
"Please stop...I've never done this before," Bethany begged, her voice trembling. Ethan's hands stilled, and he gazed at her with amusement. Bethany rested her back on his chest, trying to catch her breath.
Ethan's eyes roamed over her, taking in the sight of her n*****s still peaked with arousal. He gently lifted her and placed her on the bed, his hands cradling her thighs. "I'll lock the door and leave a spare key with you," he said softly. "Rest and get yourself back together. Don't leave this place unless you're fully dressed, okay?"
Bethany nodded, her eyes still closed as she struggled to compose herself. Ethan pulled her gown down to cover her, then closed her legs and placed her panties beside her. "I'll take care of Liam," he whispered, his voice filled with a quiet determination.
With that, Ethan opened the door, locked it, and left Bethany alone, her chest still rising and falling with ragged breaths.
Ethan stormed onto the field, his eyes scanning the grounds until they landed on Liam. With a fierce determination, he rushed towards him, anger coursing through his veins. Before Liam could react, Ethan threw a punch that sent him crashing to the ground.
Cody sprinted over, grabbing Ethan's arm to stop him from delivering another blow. "Ethan, that's enough!" he shouted, holding him back.
Ethan shook off Cody's grip, his chest heaving with rage. He glared down at Liam, his voice low and menacing. "I'll f*****g kill you the next time you go near her." With that, he turned and stormed off, leaving Cody to watch him go.
Cody turned to Liam, who was still sprawled on the ground, a trickle of blood flowing from his mouth. But as he looked up at Cody, a sly smile spread across his face, and he wiped the blood away with the back of his hand, revealing a devilish grin.