His Possession

I don’t like swimming

PEYTON'S POV

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Entering the garden room , I look up , my eyes catching the light of the moon shining down on the flowers and I notice the glow in the dark pathways .

Miles really doesn’t want people stepping on his garden . When he brought me into this room , I thought it was really strange that he had an indoor garden , but the longer I stood between the various of different flowers , I began to understand that having a beautiful room like this was needed in someone’s life .

It is so peaceful and it’s beautiful , just like life should be .

“This door will be locked , but you can press the button on the lock pad at the door when you want to return to your chambers .” Elaine nods before leaving me alone in the dim lights of the night . There were a few wall lanterns that lit up the room in a omber shade of warmth .

It was peaceful and I think this has just became my ultimate favourite place to be in .

If it had a bed and a bathroom , I could totally see myself living in here .

I pad over to the pool , which had a blue light in the side and a rock hovering over the deep end , water trickling out of it into the pool like a small waterfall and I guess I didn’t notice at first because of Miles , who took all of my attention and the flowers that were surrounding me .

This place has more life at night , almost like it has it’s own character .

I put the towel on the small table and stride over to the steps of the pool , sucking in a deep breath before putting one foot in .

I thought the water would be cold because of the glass ceiling , but it’s not . It’s low water , almost like the surface of the water on a hot summer day , except it’s the whole pool .

I slowly get in , bending my knees as I relax into the water . I lift my feet as I kick off and slowly kick towards the deep end with my head above water , half of my hair wet , floating behind me as I swim .

I stand on my toes as I float under the rock , my hair now completely wet after I swam through the small waterfall . There’s something about being hidden under this rock that brings me comfort .

I blankly stare at the water dripping into the pool , my back leaning against the wall as I hide in the dark corner .

I take in a deep breath before dipping my head under the water , pulling my feet up against the tiled wall and I kick myself off it , my body shoots forward under the water and I come up for air . I wipe the trickling water off my face , my eyes locking on a pair of bare feet .

Shit .

“I thought you didn’t like swimming .” Miles smiles down at me . “I don’t .” My eyes narrowing into slits as I glare up at him . “Don’t worry little one , I won’t tell .” He grins .

I hate how I can’t help but trail my eyes over his bare chest , a towel over his shoulder .

Please don’t f*****g join me .

And what is it with little one ? I don’t think he is much older than I am .

“There’s nothing to tell .” I frown at him . I can’t tell if he’s trying to tell me that I am a liar or that he’s surprised that I am in the pool .

“Oh , but you said you didn’t like to swim .”

Well I can’t really say that I don’t .

“I just came to cool down .” I lie .

“There’s a fan and built in airconditioning in the room .” He deadpans .

“I was tired of the room .” I shrug .

“Because you skipped dinner .” He raises a brow .

Yes , because I am scared of you .

“I wasn’t hungry .” I shrug it off , lowering my shoulders under the water because his eyes have looked down at my breasts a few too many times and I feel uncomfortable .

“Okay .” He shrugs , tossing his towel on top of mine . I watch him like a hawk as he walks on the side of the pool towards the steps and I slowly back away as he gets in . “What are you doing ?” I ask curiously .

I shouldn’t care that he’s getting into the pool , but I do , just because I am in here too .

“Getting into the pool , what are you doing ?” He asks curiously .

What am I doing ? Getting the hell away from you .

“Just floating around .” I mumble , my chin under water and I feel like a crocodile as I observe him . “You’re floating away from me .” He raises a questionable brow . “So what if I am ?”

“I don’t like it .” His eyes hold sadness for a split second before it vanishes again .

He doesn’t like me floating away from him ?

Well I don’t like being mistreated like an object .

I don’t answer him .

“So why don’t you like it ?” He asks , his shoulders sinking under the water . “Why don’t I like what ?” I ask confused .

“Swimming .”

Right , I told him I didn’t like swimming .

“None of your business .” I avert my eyes from his , focusing on the riffles in the water in front of me .

“Come on , did something traumatic happen ?” He asks and my eyes meet his .

Not necessarily .

“Did you almost drown ?” He c***s his head at me as he sits on the lower step .

Of course not , I can f*****g swim .

“Did you see someone drown ?” He pushes .

“No , no and not your business .” I snap .

I immediately regret it as his calm face turns into an angry one , his eyes darkening even more .

“I told you not to talk to me like that .” He gets up , walking over to me .

My eyes flick to the side of the pool , maybe I can swim and get out , but where could I run to ? How could I escape when the doors are locked ?

When I focus my eyes on him again , I freeze as he stands right in front of me , the sharp curves of his shoulders just above the water level .

“How did you get here so fast ?” I mutter confused . He is fast .

“None of your business .” He c***s his head at me . I try to pull back but his hand grasp my waist and before I know it , I am pushed under the rock , the water trickling over my head and I brush the water from my eyes . My back hits the tiled wall , my feet not touching the ground as his arm holds me up and his face is mere inches from mine .

I nervously gulp , my throat feeling unnaturally dry as his brown orbs bore into my blue ones .

“You don’t listen , do you ?” His breath fans my lips and I absentmindedly flick my tongue over them , his eyes focusing on the small movement , his jaw tightening as he bites down on his teeth .

“I try to .” I mutter out of breath .

The way he looks at me and the way my heart rapidly beats has me on edge .

Why am I feeling like this ?

“Try to and doing it are two completely different things when it comes to listening and obeying .” He breathes out , his one hand coming above the water and he strokes my cheek . His wet knuckles sliding down my damn cheek feels slippery .

His hand reaches behind my head , grabbing a fist full of hair and my lips fall agape as my head snaps back .

“But me , being violent doesn’t help open up those pretty ears .” He whispers lowly , his hot breath fanning my exposed neck . I gulp as I feel speechless . A shiver runs down my spine , settling in my stomach .

What is this feeling ?

“Answer me .” He grits out , he lowers his head , inhaling deeply .

“No .” I grind on my teeth . His slapping me and choking me , it’s not all new .

The choking is new , but being slapped , thrown , shoved and kicked ? No .

The foster parents aren’t all that nice , they are cold money starving abusers .

“Why is that ?” His nails dig into my scalp .

“Because I have seen worse .” Shock flashes across his face , his eyebrows knit together in a frown and his lips slightly part .

I wish I could tell what he was thinking .

“Fine , we’ll do this another way .” He grins , “The fun way .” His lip twitches up in a smile and I scoff .

“Being made to obey you , would never be fun .” I grit out .

His hold on my hair loosens , his arm pulling me right into his chest and the heat radiating off his body has my stomach tightening in an unfamiliar way .

“I promise I’ll change that pretty mind of yours .” He smirks and I can’t help but appreciate how handsome he is , even if he is a psycho .

In one fast motion , he spins me around , water splashing up between our bodies as he presses his front against my back , something hard poking into my ass as his hand rests on my lower stomach , making me suck in a sharp breath .

“Tell me Peyton .. have you ever been touched ?” He asks as his hand trails down to my bikini bottom , his finger trailing over the hem of the bottom and it felt like I couldn’t breathe .

What was this feeling ?