Page 10 of Remember When We
I hated this and hated more that I dragged my friend in this with me.
This man was the type who was cold and vile and thought he was God.
It was the best way that I could describe him and I hated the way he looked at me. Like it was only a matter of time before he would own me just like the fucking contract said.
“Carla,” he said to Carla nodding. She immediately straightened up before walking out. She didn’t need to be told to leave the room.
Glancing over her shoulder I saw the terror in her eyes for me, because of the shit I’d landed myself in, and realistically her too.
This place was hers. She’d bought it and he didn’t own it like the other business places on this road. Carla bought this salon with her hard earned cash and this man threatened to take her business away before she could blink if she intervened like she did last time.
I stood up not wanting to place myself in any kind of position where he’d have the upper hand.
He walked in and ran a hand through his thick dark hair.
He was the kind of man who knew he looked good, but the type who you knew was a killer.
My first meeting with him was me rushing home to find him standing over my Dad with a knife at his throat, blood dripping from his neck where Frankie had sliced him. He’d given Dad a good beating and even broke his arm.
He stepped closer and loved that I backed away from him.
I stepped right back until I was up against the wall and he placed his hands either side of me, blocking my escape.
“Lyssa Carson, how are you on this fine day?” He spoke in a low even tone that showed he meant business.
“I’m fine thank you. Is there a problem?” I had to ask, because he shouldn’t have been here. I paid him at the end of the month. It was the decided upon arrangement. I still had a few days before the end of the month. Thankfully I still had a few days to hold on to, but I was still a grand short of the payment. I was hoping to take care of that by the end of the week. It should be fine. I’d have to starve and owe on the electric bill, but I’d rather do that than owe him. Owing him wasn’t an option, ever.
“I was kind of hoping there was.” He leaned closer and ran his hand along the underside of my cheek.
“There’s no problem. You’ll get your money at the end of the month.” It was too much all of it and I’d spent close to a year like this already. Last year was when everything had just blew up in my face.
Just like a snake he looked me over and carnal desire flashed in his eyes. “Resilience, defiance, and strength, most women would have jumped at the chance to fuck me well before now. But not you.” He smiled again and got really close.
Close up to my cheek and licked the skin there. It was all I could do not to fall apart.
His hands fluttered across my stomach and run along the underside of my breasts.
“Please, just leave me alone.” I begged. I didn’t want him near me; nowhere near me. Not touching me or breathing near me.
He pulled back slightly and grinned. “Not you Lyssa Carson. I’m tempted the more you resist, the more I want you. I want you on your knees screaming as I fuck your brains out.” A tear ran down my cheek. It seemed to enrage him and he pressed my stomach harder. “I could change it. Change the contract and you wouldn’t be able to do shit about it. I could change it up and have you in my bed within the hour or on the floor right now sucking my cock.”
God, I was so screwed. I was fucking screwed.
“Please, don’t. I can pay.”
“Maybe I don’t want you to. Maybe I want you to fail. Mark my words when you do, I’ll be there. I’ll be there ready to collect big time.” He looked down to where his hands lay and laughed harder as he ran his fingers over my breasts before moving away. “You can’t keep up like this. You’re looking tired. It’s just a matter of time before you fail. Make it easy on yourself. Give yourself to me.”
I shook my head and more tears streamed down my cheeks. “No.”
“No?” He quirked a brow.
“No. Now leave, leave me alone.”
Laughter rumbled from deep within his chest and he taunted me by moving back in and kissing my cheek.
When he stepped away and walked out of the room, my whole body sighed in relief.
My legs gave out crumbling under the weight of all the stress and I sank to the floor, breaking down.
