Redemption (Midas x Reader)

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🚨 Smut Warning

I couldn't stop thinking about him. It was bordering on obsession.

I had pretty much given up trying to distract myself, instead just wholly embracing the attraction that I felt. It was killing me that I hadn't seen him in three days now.

All I could think about was his hands on my body, his member inside my body, his mouth on me. Imagining how it would've gone in the prison cell had he been able to use both his hands.

I was touching myself a couple of times a day at least, trying to relieve some of the tension I felt. It wasn't working. I needed him.

It didn't help that there was nothing at all to do. I was bored out of my mind in my room, too scared to face anyone. When I had gotten back, I'd noticed my keycard was gone, but I don't think I would've been brave enough to go to the gym even if I did have it.

I tried watching TV, but it was unbearable. All that was on was wall to wall coverage about how there had been an assassination attempt on Midas' life, and incessant speculation as to who had done it, and why, and about his condition.

Would he live? Would he be maimed? Who in the world would want to hurt the man who was the island's biggest benefactor?

It had happened in the dead of night, and I had no idea how the media had even found out about it. They were making a circus out of it though, even without having any footage of the event itself, plastering his pale, perfect face on every channel.

Looking at it just made me crave him more, so I turned it off, and hadn't turned it back on for two days.

The farthest I'd wandered from my room had been to the cafeteria, but only early in the morning or late at night, trying to avoid Connor as well. I didn't want to have to explain what had happened, and didn't really want him seeing the marks on my neck.

I also hadn't seen Maya in a couple of days. After she'd walked me back to my room she had come to check on me once the next day, but I was pretty sure she was now completely exasperated with me.

She didn't seem to understand why I was justifying Midas' behavior, and defending him, and I was too embarrassed to explain how badly I desired him.

I had no idea what she'd said to him after leaving me in the cell that day, but I was nervous, hoping that she hadn't made him regret having sex with me.

And I was annoyed with her as well, I was a grown woman, and could make my own decisions, and didn't need her lecturing me.

I'd told her this when she'd checked on me.

"Really? Really??? she'd said. "Just like you decided to run away? Just like you decided to jump ME after you thought he'd rejected you?"

I had blushed with guilt at the reminder. "Well I don't recall you turning me down," I'd replied.

She'd shaken her head before walking out, slamming the door, and I hadn't seen her since.

The person I was least looking forward to running into again was Rox.

I'd only seen her once after she'd tried to throw me off the building, when Maya had walked me to my room. We'd passed her in the hallway, and she'd smirked when seeing my appearance, bruised and covered in blood.

She'd assumed Midas had beaten the shit out of me, I'm sure.

That bitch would REALLY be mad if she knew the truth about why I looked like that.