10 | confrontation

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Voices surround me. Screaming from what I can tell, but not high pitched, deep rough anger is what fills my ears. Kohl's was the first voice I recognized. Him and the other man are arguing over me.

"Look man, she's not worth my time. If you want her you can have her."

Is that... no. Please tell me I didn't fuck this up already. I open my eyes to see Roman walking towards the door.

I threw all my strength into my voice. My entire body felt like it shut down. Everything was stiff. I could barely move.

"No stop!"

I try to push myself up and end up fall back onto the couch. Where the hell am I? Kohl rushes over to me and wraps his arm under my head.

"Get the hell off me." I reach for his arm and push it off of me. Seeing Kohl close to me was exactly what brought me out of my shell shocked form.

"Lex, calm down. You just had a panic attack." Kohl tries to reason with me.

"Get our Kohl." I avert my eyes from him. My voice barely above a whisper.

"No Lex. You need me."

"I said get out!" I wail as I shove him back.

Tears well in my eyes threatening to fall. I furiously blink them back. Kohl notices and doesn't put up a fight. Apart of me wishes that he did. If he fought I would've let him stay. I would've gone back to my old life without a second thought. But he walked away. From me. Our friendship. What ever we had. It's gone. Kohl means nothing to me anymore.

The feeling of heartbreak is one I would never wish on anyone, not even my own worst enemy. That is what I felt in the instance that Kohl walked out that door. He left. Roman stayed in the room. I guess I did ask him to stop his procession through the door.

I train all my attention on Roman if only to keep thoughts of Kohl out of my head. I rise shaking on my feet.

"I'm gonna go sweet cheeks." He tries to go out the door again.

"No, don't it's fine." I sigh and walk over to Roman. "Let's get back to what we were doing." My hand trails up and over his shoulder wrapping around his neck.

"I really think you should rest." He tries to push me off of him but I stay firm in my grip on him.

"I'm ok. I'll be even better later." I say with a wink and a smirk.

Roman draws me in closer to him before slowly leaning down. His lips brush mine at first. Ugh this is disgusting. Aedon will be getting shit later for making me do this.

The brush of his lips were supposed to tease me. It didn't. His lips made my skin crawl. Before he could continue the kiss I pull out my gun from my thigh holster.

Mare forced me to come prepared just in case. The thigh holsters were almost up our asses because of how short our dresses were and the small gun had to be placed on the inside of our thighs so that it wouldn't be noticed.

I press the head of the gun into his stomach. This feels so much better than having his lips on mine. Roman placed his hands on my shoulders.

"You don't want to do this sweet cheeks."

I press my gun into him harder and cock my head to the side. My eyes bore into his.

"Your boss." I state.

"What about my boss?" Roman says slyly.

"Well... Let's see. From what I can tell we have two options here. Either you tell me what your boss is planning or I shoot you right here, right now. Your choice Roman. What'll it be?"

"What's the fun in that sweet cheeks? Don't you like the surprise?"

"Roman..." I drag out his name seductively whispering in his ear. "You might want to start talking, I'm getting impatient."

"I wont ever betray my boss so you might as well shoot me. Although, I don't think you have it in you to shoot me now do you sweet cheeks."

"Don't underestimate me Roman."

"Aw sweet cheeks you're too innocent," He leans his head in so that his forehead is inches from mine. "Don't dirty up your hands. Leave that to the men."

Did he just... Oh he so did. My cheeks heat up while my face starts turning as red as a tomato. All I could see was red. He just told me I couldn't do something and I can't stand for that. I press my gun into his stomach hard. His hard muscular stomach bulging up around my hand. I tighten my grip on the trigger. My finger sliding down the curve and pressed it down.


Sorry for not being active like at all... I've been going through stuff in my life. But fear not i haven't forgotten about you. 🥰

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 06, 2021 ⏰

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