FATAL TROUBLE (REVERSE HAREM)

Part 41

You stayed in Jake's arms for fifteen minutes. His gentle touches and whispers with drunken kisses in between was not enough. You wanted more even when your mind's not been in peace anymore. Again, the deeds you did replaying like a movie scene stuck in the back of your head. Pulling apart from him, his gaze all focused on you, your vulnerability in display for him, among the four walls — only for him.

Like a prey in his corrupted cage.

The earlier intoxication burning out and your senses were then attentive of his eyes trailing over your bare body only in bra and skirt. Even, you dressed up the rest materials in front of him. But this time, he turned his face away...Fuck, he muttered under his breath. He can't look at you any longer...if he does, then he himself doesn't know how to leave you for the rest of the night.

You announced your leave in short. Not even daring to look back at him. Holding back the flood in your eyes, the tears of shame.

The moment his door clicked shut, he stood up. Grabbing his hoodie from the floor and stepping into the washroom. Jake slammed his hand beside the mirror, his own flushed face now staring back at him, reminding him as the player of the game. Announcing him as the winner to catch the prey.

Curling his fingers against the tiled wall, his nails scratching off the invisible dirt on the wall, why...why...why? He has played with other girls like this. He has seen them, like this...oh...more than this. But, yours he loved the most even when the parts were hidden.

Jake closed his eyes, the images from the shared moment of earlier flashing in front of his closed eyelids. The moment when you kissed him back, the smile he felt against his lips when he wrapped his arms around you, your little gasps with his every little touch and how you looked at him scared and confused when he asked you to trust him. The hesitation which he himself dismissed with the kiss to take your mind off the thoughts, and the words he whispered into your ears. The way you let out the little sounds and your grip on him, your nails scratching the skin...his chest now marked by you.

I belong to you, Ella.

It was hard to resist himself when you were looking like a perfect doll in that dress. Your skirt in a perfect matching color of his jacket. The whole market trip, his eyes were all focused on you and surprisingly, he loved how his friends were so protective over you. There possessive gazes and hold even their attention at the dinner table didn't go unnoticed by him.

Huh! He scoffed at himself for belittling you in that mall that day because of the local brands you were wearing. Fuck no, his pretty girl looks the best in every way. You look like the beautiful girl in whatever you wear.

You are his favorite...and is he your favorite, really?

A foolish smile broke onto his face and finally he parted his eyelids to look at the mirror once again. But again your image came in view, his palms having the lingering feeling of how your shaking body was under his grip. The way your head fell back and your lips parted when you came undone. Those little denials from you, asking him to pull out.

Jake heard knocks at his door. This time, all his trances broke and he glanced at the closed barrier between the person outside and him.

"Dude! Dead or what?" Sunghoon's chuckle in the end could be heard.

Jake let out a chuckle as well, "yeah. I'm dead..." he put on the hoodie and adjusted his trouser and washed his hands and face before leaving.

I'm dead...my soul is lost in her scent.

Earlier, after the dinner Sunghoon went out to complete all the check out process details for the next day with Heeseung, and Jay was busy on a call for their upcoming event. Jay needed Jake at the moment but where the fuck was he and wasn't even picking up his calls. The anger in him was fueling up with every passing minute, with every glance he gave at his door and then also, he wasn't being greeted by Jake. So, when Heeseung and Sunghoon returned back and were about to go towards the suite room, they were met with Jay in the doorway, with frustrated gaze.