Thorns of Roses

In Between

Song for this Chapter:

It’ll be Okay-Shawn Mendes

CHAPTER 31

CORINNE

The hotness of something I can’t quite pinpoint hit my bare skin.

The bed seems so soft than my usual bed. The scent is citrus and vanilla. I slowly opened my eyes to see a very sleep and at peace Blaze Mayhem.

The sun is hitting his beautiful face and his naked form is in front of me for me to savor.

Yep, there’s no point in denying that I am physically attracted to this painfully gorgeous boy.

But to say that I like him is far from it. It’s the opposite.

How can that even be possible? That you are sexually attracted to someone you hate?

It may be twisted as it sounds, but trust me it was so easy.

Just think of it as pure s****l intercourse, a great s*x that’s all. Don’t get too attached or don’t get feelings.

I can deny him in every aspect, but I am sure that I can’t deny him in s*x.

It’s too good to passed on.

When we drive here in their house last night, I am too exhausted to walk. And I can feel he carried me throughout his bedroom.

Just when I thought that the night was over, he undressed me effortlessly, like he’s used to every fiber of my being, like he’s been doing this forever.

I can feel that I am naked, I thought he doesn’t do unconscious? But I know, I am far beyond conscious.

I can feel everything, every excitement, every pleasure of him eating my p***y.

The animal has eaten me alive last night.

I didn’t know that I can come that hard. But that was the most intense feeling I had ever felt sleeping with someone.

The thing is, when you get used to that too good feelings, you’re going to crave it, until you will need it.

That’s the scary part of this play.

I may not like him as a person, but I am scared that the time will come that I will like him even more in bed.

He looks peaceful sleeping, he looks like so innocent in this form.

I took the time to see his whole room. It’s a casual room of an utterly rich teenage boy. Mixes of colors of Black, Gray and White.

I slowly sit up and find my clothes, I closed his window curtains, so that the sun wouldn’t hit his face and he can sleep a little more. But I stopped when I realized what I am doing, I shouldn’t care if he can’t sleep at all, so I opened his window curtain again.

I get all my clothes from the floor and carefully walk to his bathroom, not making any noise to wake him up. I am drunk last night that made me so wild and on the go with his s****l desires. I can’t still not face him this day.

“I should be hurt.”

He suddenly talked that made me jump and turn to face him while I cover myself with my dress from last night.

He’s now leaning on his bed, looking straight at me. “You’re treating me as your booty call, young lady.” There’s a hint of sarcasm on his voice.

“You want some cuddle, is that it?” I snap.

He chuckles “You’re so f*****g wonderful, Corinne Angeline Lewis. Too wonderful I might keep you in this bedroom forever.”

“That’s kidnapping.”

“Not if you will like every second of it.” Again, he didn’t even hide that he’s checking me out. And I can see the sudden bulge on his gray sheet that he is hard. This man and his stamina.

“Some other time, I might call you again.” I play his game.

He smirks “Have breakfast with me.”

I scoffed “Is that too much to ask for your booty call?”

He shakes his head “Nah, you’re f*****g more than that.”

I looked at him straight in his eyes, I feel a sudden flutter on my stomach, I will blame this to my hangover.

“One more thing—” He starts again when I didn’t talk back at him “—all the food you ate last night, you vomit it all. I thought you might be hungry.”

Then I remembered what he just told me last time “I thought you’re not eating food here.”

“Can you cook?” He stood up, not hiding his huge already hard manhood.

I nod “Yeah. A little.”

“Then you can cook. I trust you wouldn’t try to poison me, unless you want to just to dodge the wedding.” He smirks and open his walk-in closet that is full of clothes, bags and watches. He’s really rich. “And this isn’t the bathroom.”

“Asshole.”

He took boxer shorts and a white shirt and handed it to me "Wear this for now." he pointed to a door behind him “—And that’s the bathroom.”

“Thank you not thank you.” I walked pass him, holding my ego up as he chuckles.

When we go down to, they’re massive kitchen, massive as in like a kitchen for royalty I mean I decide that I will cook him some pesto. I prepared the ingredients while he’s sitting down on the kitchen island stool, watching my every move.

We didn’t stop talking, we talked about everything and for a moment I felt comfortable around him. Is marrying him is this simple? It looks like he was living a simple life, and I like that.

Once I am finished cooking our meal, I put it on our plate. When we’re about to eat a clap leaves me no clue.

Blaze’s eyes turn from happy to infuriatingly mad. I turn around to see who it was.

It’s Diesel.

“Hey, C.”

“Die—” I greeted him.

He looks on to the plates that’s been served on the table and he scoffed, Blaze’s expression is still the same. What did Diesel do to him for him to be this mad to his own cousin?

“Playing house right now, C?”

I smiled at him awkwardly “I just woke up, so I thought—”

“He wears you down, isn’t he?” he scoffed, that’s an insult number one. “Never thought you will stoop that low.”

“f*****g keep your mouth shut.” Blaze warns.

“Actually, you don’t care if I sleep with him. He’s my fiancé after all, right?”

Diesel grin grew bigger “That’s what I thought. You’re pretending that you don’t even like him or this set up, but in reality, you f*****g like every second of it—”

Not even after Diesel's insult was finished, Blaze punched him in the face, and I couldn't do anything because I stayed in my seat. I just gasped and covered my mouth. "Oh God." How did he end up in front of Diesel so quickly? Without me realizing it?

The last time they fought, it was bloody.

I stood up and did the best I could to stop them, it’s Blaze chest that I hold.

Both of them breathing hard as blood spilling everywhere. What the f**k is this two? A f*****g werewolf?

“Stop!” I pointed at Diesel who is so ready to lunge at Blaze again. “Just f*****g stop!”

Diesel scoffed “You two deserves each other, I wish for the both of you to live a f*****g happy life.” It was the opposite, Thankfully, Diesel is gone.

Blaze sat down on his chair, and starts eating his meal, the food I cooked for him.

I put my hands on my waist and I scoffed, his lips are busted and his eyes has a bruise but he’s eating there like he didn’t eat for years.

“Why are you standing there?”

“Should we just pretend that it didn’t happen?” I asked him.

“What happen?”

I chuckle and sat down in front of him and starts eating with him.

I don’t think I can ever understand him at all, but lately he’s making me surprised for who he is every single day that I am with him.

“You cooked well.”

“Really?”

“This is close to Anne’s.” He smiled.

I can’t stop myself but to wipe the blood on his busted lip, he holds my hands and kissed it tenderly “Marry me.”

I just flinch, and I didn’t even answer him. I don’t want to answer some question that I don’t know where going.

A yes means a thousand words one can offer, a No is thousand words to express how much you’re scared you are.

Right now, I am in between.