Lust or Love

Chapter 10

Evie’s POV

I was dancing to the music, shaking and swaying my hips, oblivious to anyone else around me. I didn't care if people were watching me, I needed to let loose and have a good time tonight without being the 'mother' of the group like usual and keeping everyone safe. Yes, I had a bit too much to drink, but not to the point where I had no recollection of what was happening around me.

After a few songs had passed, I felt foreign hands on my hips making me stiffen, then remembered that I was here to have a good time, so I continued to dance with the stranger behind me.

"Hello beautiful" a familiar voice shouted in my ear. I knew this voice all too well and fear rose in me like a volcano erupting.

"It's been a while since you just disappeared. I didnt think I would see you again!" he said before turning me around to face him.

My heart pounding in my throat, I could feel myself sweating and a coldness claimed me. I wanted to scream but nothing came. I wanted to run, but it was as if my legs were cemented in place.

"I.. I.. Ben.. please.." I pleaded. Fear was clearly plastered across my face because the next thing I knew, Ben stroked my cheek.

"Don't be scared, Evie! I wont hurt you, we are just going to finish what I started all those weeks ago" he said as an evil grin crossed his face. He grabbed my waist tightly and pulled me in. I flinched at the pain, knowing there would be a bruise in the morning.

I grabbed his wrists, attempting to pull him off of me, but failed miserably. He started to pull me away from the dance floor.

"No! No! Ben get off me now! Please!!" I begged, tears streaming down my face. The crowd was oblivious to my struggle and pleads, like I was invisible.

Attempting to fight him the entire way off the dance floor, he laughed in his sociopathic tone. When he found a corner and no one was around, he threw me into it, causing my head to hit the wall so hard I went dizzy in an instant.

My head spinning, I felt Ben's breath on my neck. His hands groping me and sliding up and down my body. His lips kissed mine and my cheeks.

I tried to turn my head away from him, pushing him, but he kept going. He pulled at my dress, lifting it. I stopped him in his tracks, trying to keep it down. He knew I was not going to let him win that easily, which seemed to aggravate him. He ripped my dress up, tearing the side and then slapped me across the cheek.

Pain flooded my face and tears began to stream down my face again. I couldn't breathe.

I closed my eyes and gave up.

I can't believe this is happening to me.

I zoned out just waiting for the moment to be over. I had no happy place to go to in attempt to not feel what was happening, or going to happen.

I waited but nothing came.

I opened my eyes and saw I was alone.

I closed my eyes again in relief, crumbling to the floor. I cried and sobbed until I was met with a warm hand on my face, caressing my cheek.

I flinched away before opening my eyes and the hand moved away. I opened my eyes and saw those familiar icy blue eyes staring at me with worry.

Charlie.

Relief washed over me and I stopped crying, knowing I was safe.

Without saying a word, he took his jacket off and placed it over my shoulders. Then he picked me up and carried me outside, placing me inside the passenger seat of his sports car.

I must have drifted off because I woke up and looked around. I was in Charlie's arms on his beautiful black sofa in his gorgeous penthouse suite that I remember being in awe of the first time I was there. I gently sat up, trying my best not to wake him, but Charlie stirred in his sleep, so I turned to face him. I looked at his god-like facial features. He really was the most handsome man I had ever seen before. A warmth churned in the pit of my stomach just looking at him. I saw stubble on his face that I had not seen the first couple of times, along with a dark shade under his eyes. He must have been tired recently, I thought.

Charlie opened his eyes and sighed at me.

"Are you OK?" he asked gently.

I nodded in response "I am sorry you had to see me like that! And I am sorry for falling asleep in the car. And I am sorry for leaving--" before he cut me off. "You never have to be sorry! You have done nothing wrong. Don't apologise .. Ever!" He said with sympathy in his voice as he pulled me back to his chest.

My last few meetings with Charlie had been memorable, to say the least, but I had not seen this gentle side to him. I liked it. I snuggled back into his chest and listened to his heart beating. It made me relax and melt into his warmth radiating off him. As I lay there, Charlie gently stroked my forearm with his index finger. I felt the sparks from his touch and squeezed my legs together in an attempt to hide my want for him. He continued to stroke my arm, then traced his finger over my lower stomach, sending me to gasp in a slight pleasure.

I turned my head up to look at him. Lust filled my eyes. He tilted my chin upwards more and bent down until our lips touched. It was a gentle kiss at first, which sent the lust-filled hunger into overdrive until it overtook me. I turned to him and straddled him. My ripped dress rose, exposing my bum, which he caressed. My hips grinding down on him as if they had a mind of their own.

"Are you sure?" he asked breathlessly. I kissed him harder, which was all the confirmation he needed from me. He picked me up and led me to his room.