The Secret Model's Forbidden Lover

Chapter 6

“Where are you going?”

I stopped in my tracks when Myles halted me. My brows furrowed into a straight line when I turned around to glance at him. His scornful eyes shoot right through my soul and mind when he stares at me with gritted teeth. Did I do something? Why is he looking at me as if I had done a horrible crime?

“I said, where are you going?” he asked after minutes of silence.

“W-what?” I was startled. What is he talking about? Ain’t he referring to me?

Myles did not say anything. Instead, he walked past Michaela, who looked flabbergasted when Myles let go of her. He grabs my hand, taking me by surprise, then pulled me closed until we’re inches apart from each other.

“I am pertaining to you. Where are you going?”

I blinked, didn’t get the point.

“I thought you wanted me to leave-”

“I am talking about that bitch.”

I heard Michaela behind her gasp, and when I peeped at her, she looked offended by his remark. Her eyes became watery when she marched towards us with fisted hands.

“Babe? What are you saying? Why the heck aren't you letting your maid get out of this house?”

Her words stung my heart because I couldn’t accept the fact that Myles told her I was his maid. However, part of me is grateful she didn’t recognize me. I have been avoiding the media and interacting with other people ever since I got here in this small town.

Myles didn’t even throw a look at Michaela. Instead, his eyes remained on mine the whole time.

This causes the other woman to throw a tantrum. She shrieked while stamping her foot on the ground. I yelled when she pulled my hand, pulling me out of Myles's grip. I almost fell on the ground because of the sudden contact, then forced me to look at her.

“You should leave before I cause an outrage here. You’re just a silly, pathetic maid and you don’t have the right to look at Myles that way. I can only stare at him because I am his girlfriend-”

Michaela wasn’t even finished when Myles grabbed her by the arm and forced her to get out of my face. I blinked, then watched how Myles dragged her outside the house while the woman screamed in pain. She was begging him but Myles was too cold to even look at her in the eyes. It’s like Myles doesn’t even give a damn about her.

“Babe! You’re hurting me! Why are you doing this to me?! I thought you loved me? Please, let go of me and explain-”

As I followed them right towards the front door I saw how Myles pushed the poor woman outside the porch. The woman dropped on her knees, scraping it. But that didn’t stop her from trying to stand up.

“Myles!-”

He shuts the door, loud enough for the woman outside to get the message.

I remained in my spot, cold and unable to say anything after what happened. I watched how Myles’s chest bobbed up and down. I could hear his deep breaths from there. He closed his eyes then signed in relief before opening them to look at me from the corners of his eyes.

“Are you hungry?”

It was an unexpected question coming from him. However, after realizing what just happened, my heart began to sink at the bottom of the pit and my whole system suddenly shut down. Instead of answering him, I turned around and left him there.

Am I hungry? Is that the best way he could think of? After disrespecting me and my own house? After bringing a woman here without my consent?

This is too much for me to handle.

Just when I was about to run upstairs to my room, a hand stopped me from going. I wasn’t surprised to see it was Myles, given that we’re the only ones here. My heart did a somersault and my legs wobbled. I closed my eyes then shook my hands out from his hold.

“Melanie…” he tried to reach out to me.

“Myles, please. Leave me alone.” I shook my head, giving him pleading eyes.

I am tired, drained, and mostly, not in the mood to speak. I turned around to go inside my room when a pair of strong hands wrapped around my stomach, jerking me. I groaned when I felt something poking at my buttocks.

“Myles…” I whispered when I looked at him from my peripheral vision. Myles moved his gritted jaw.

“Why are you avoiding me?” his low baritone voice echoed.

I didn’t speak. I tried to remove his hands that were around me. His large palm is resting just above my stomach, slowly travelling down to my sensitive area when I stop him. I know he’s trying to lure me into his cage again. He’s trying to pull wires on me, gaslight me, use me again and will apologize for the same mistakes until it will become a cycle between us.

I’m sick of it!

“Enough!”

I wriggled my hands strongly enough for him to finally let go of me. Myles was displeased and a hint of shock was evident in his eyes because, for the first time, I shouted at him with mixed emotions.

“I had enough with you, Myles! You’ve been nothing but an asshole and manipulative bastard to me! Do you think “Are you hungry?” will solve everything?! How dare you?”

I crossed my arms, raised my chin enough for him to get the message that I was pissed right not.

“How could you bring another woman here into my area? If you want to f*ck her, you can just screw her in your own home. I won’t mind if you even get her pregnant. Not here, not in my own territory where I am enjoying my solitude.”

Ever since he appeared, peace has never been an option, no more. The reason why I moved out is because I want to forget about what happened in the past. But he came and ruined everything for me!

“How can you also do that to your own girlfriend? I mean, what’s wrong with you? You didn’t even f*cking tell me you were taken all this time?”

I continued to throw beef at him. Anger is an understatement to describe what I feel about him. If I could just punch him in the face, I would gladly do so. I stopped shortly when I noticed that Myles was just nodding while biting his lower lip. My brows made a straight line, confused why he was staring at me like that.

“Are you even listening?”

He raised his brow a little, “Yeah, just thinking how f*cking sexy you are while cursing and getting mad.”

That made my cheeks heat. I blinked, then took a step back, trying to process his words. Myles’ lips curved a little, looking at me from head to toe when he noticed my change of impression. He sighed then crossed his arms, encouraging me to continue.

“Come on, be mad and yell at me. I like it.” he played with his lower lip afterwards.

I close my eyes, composing my mind. This is hopeless. He can turn everything into a joke and not a serious matter. Instead of arguing, I became silent. I don’t want to talk to him.

This time, I was about to shut the door of my room when Myles blocked his hand then pushed himself in. His thick satanic brows arched when he looked down at me.

“I said you could be mad at me. You can curse, yell or even throw a fist. Why did you turn around?”

I took a step back because he was hovering over me and his height was intimidating. I moved my jaw then in the other direction. I will not give him the satisfaction he wants. I have a different plan to make him fall for me to release me from this awful situation.

Giving him what he wants will only make everything worse. I want to give him something that he will not expect at all, but will fulfill him at the same time.

“I’m just tired…” I whispered, raising my hands to wrap them around his shoulder. Since he’s taller than me, I have to tip my toe and make sure my breast is poking against his.

After all, a towel is the only thing that’s cloaked around my body.

“And I need to dry myself first. I just got out of the shower.”

I could feel his body paused when our skin made contact. Myles’s eyes darkened when they landed on my lips that were slightly open. He clicked his tongue when I smiled, then tilted my head to the side. I wet my lower lip to moisturize it. And oh boy, the man seems to like it.

“What do you want me to do?” he asked in a low and steady voice.

I pretend to think thoroughly about it before shrugging innocently. I slid my hands down to his arms, fondling his veiny and muscular hands. I felt him stiffen and the contact made him growl a little.

“I don’t know, what do you think you can do for me to forgive you?” I asked seductively when, deep inside, I wanted to punch him right now.

Myles was speechless when our eyes locked. I smirked, then took a step back, turning around. I felt he was about to say something when I put my hair to the side, letting him look at my smooth back.

Afterwards, I did the most unexpected thing.

I let the towel fall on the ground, letting him see my naked ass. I looked at him without moving my body and saw he was clenching his hand and gritting his teeth. His eyes were glued on the reward.

“So, what are you going to do, Myles?”