car here. Someone will drive it home for you.”
You’ll come with me.
It’s a flat out order.
Since Aiden doesn’t like to be told what to do, I expect him to fight.
Instead, he releases me.
A strange gust of cold seeps under my skin at the loss of contact.
Aiden doesn’t let go of me.
He never lets go of me.
It feels empty now that he did.
“I’ll text,” he says without any emotions and walks to his father’s car without a word.
After Aiden slides inside the Mercedes, Jonathan offers me another smile.
The welcoming expression instantly drops as soon as he gets into the backseat beside Aiden.
Something clenches in my chest as the car leaves the school grounds.
I have a bad feeling about this.
Super bad.
31
Aiden
Silence is the only language in the car.
Jonathan is on his phone, probably finishing up business. I’m surprised he even showed up in the human world around this time.
In the afternoons, he’s usually speaking Chinese with other tycoons from the other part of the ocean.
Or Japanese.
I retrieve my phone and find a text.
Elsa: Text me when you’re done?
A smile tugs on my lips. I can almost hear her tentative voice if she were to say that.
I didn’t miss the worried note in her eyes or the fear she tried to hide when I left.
Jonathan scares her and for that alone, I want him the fuck away from her. That’s why I chose to go with him willingly.
I type.
Aiden: I’ll be doing a lot more than texting you back when I’m done.
The reply is immediate.
Elsa: Like what?
Aiden: Like finish what I started. You owe me a fuck, sweetheart. I need to pound in you so deep, you won’t be able to walk tomorrow.
Aiden: Also, I need to come down your throat again just to engrave the image from earlier to memory.
Only it’s already engraved in memory.
The way she looked up at me with her mouth filled with my cum will stay with me until the day I die.
My dick strains against my trousers just thinking about it.
Now that I’ve had that visual, I need to do it over and over again because I don’t get enough.
Not when it comes to her.
Elsa is an addiction that first got under my skin, but is now flowing through my veins and into my bloodstream.
I need to bleed out to get her out.
And even then, I doubt she’d leave.
She sees my texts. The dots appear and disappear as if she’s thinking about what to reply.
Elsa: I’ll let you do that.
I raise an eyebrow.
Aiden: Is that so?
Elsa: After you tell me a story. You’ll owe me two after a fuck and a blowjob *winking emoji*
Hmm. She’s being manipulative more than usual lately.
It makes me so fucking proud.
Aiden: Pass.
Elsa: But I was looking forward to repeating today.
Little fucking tease.
Oh, she’s good. She’s getting so good at playing my game.
Aiden: Kinda want to fuck the shit out of you right now, sweetheart.
Elsa: I’m good with that, too.
Fuck me and this girl who’s toying with my damn mind.
Aiden: You’ll let me do anything?
Elsa: Maybe.
I smile.
“Is that Steel?” Jonathan’s voice wipes the smile off my face.
Fuck.
I forgot that he was just here — and probably watching me the entire time.
I tuck my phone in my pocket and face him with my neutral expression. “Why did you pick me up from school?”
He narrows his eyes because he doesn’t like to be ignored. “We’re here.”
The car comes to a stop and the driver nods at us from the mirror.
I stare through the window and tighten my grip on my phone.
Fucking Jonathan.
Pine trees stand tall in the distance like stones of memories.
Jonathan opens his door. “Come out.”
I close my eyes and take a long breath before I follow him.
He faces a tree with his hands in front of him like he’s a soldier.
The cliff beyond the huge tree appears like a giant mouth, ready to be fed.
The area is desolate with no people or animals in sight. Jonathan made sure to buy it so no trespassers would come near this road.
He even has his top-notch security company guard this place. Two agents dressed like MI6 spies nod at us. They stand in front of their black cars a short distance away — but not within hearing range.
Jonathan doesn’t nod back or acknowledge them.
His entire attention remains on the tree.
This tree stood tall for the past ten years despite the scratches at its trunk.
It’s funny how some things never change.
I stand beside Jonathan and shove both my hands in my trousers.
“Do you know what today is?”