Ruined

Chapter 8

Aria…

After breakfast, Joaquin found me near the end of the gated perimeter. I didn’t exactly have an escape plan, I just thought I should at least try to see what my chances were if I tried to escape. Needless to say, escaping seemed nearly impossible. With the large brick walls surrounding the property, wrought-iron gates and electric fencing, we were pretty secured. And do not get me started on the amount of security personnel Damien had at his beck and call. So, to not seem somewhat suspicious, I took a little blanket with me and decided to ‘picnic’ on the lush freshly cut grass. “Enjoying the fresh air out here?” Joaquin asked and plopped down next to me. “I do love a good picnic” I answered and ran my hand through the spikey grass with a grimace. Joaquin narrowed his eyes at my red nose and itchy eyes. Damn these allergies. “Come on, lets go” he said and stood up. “Where to?” I asked as he pulled me up from the ground.

I was given a very detailed tour of the house. The room I was never to set foot in unless I wanted to meet my maker – Maddox. The room where all the fun happened – Lars, since the guy had enough gaming consoles to entertain an entire army. The room you could go to at any time of the night if you ever needed advice or a shoulder to cry on – Tony’s. The room you needed to be weary of depending on his moods – Damien’s. And the room from which you’d hear endless screams and moans of ecstasy – Joaquin’s. “Of course, you will always be welcomed into joining any of my private parties” He suggested with a smirk on his face. “This room should be screened for herpes” I said with the slight wrinkle of my nose. I took a look around the room whilst standing in the doorway. “Are you just going to stand there?” He asked me, to which I just nodded.  “You just leave your toys hanging all over?” “It’s much easier if I’m fucking her against the wall” He shrugged. “In that case you should hang a few above the bed too”. Joaquin looked from me to his bed. “That’s actually a really great idea”. My jaw dropped so low, I was sure it would touch my toes. “I was kidding, Joaquin” I said pointedly. “I know. Come on, let’s hit the Jacuzzi”

“Wow” I gasped as I took in the beautiful view. The pool in the backyard was enormous and even had a bonfire right in the middle. A freaking bonfire! The Jacuzzi was hidden under the slope of a rock, and had a few waterfalls running over. “Perks of being rich” Joaquin simply stated. I scoffed. Yeah, sure, money stolen from struggling families, or forcefully taken by inflicting pain. “Come on” He said and offered me a hand to get into the water.

I sighed softly as I felt the warmth of the water seep into my skin as it soothingly caressed my body up till my neck. “God, this feels so good” I said with my eyes closed. “I can make you feel even better” A hot whisper was felt on my shoulders. “Joaquin” I exclaimed, surprised at his closeness. “Relax and just turn around” He whispered and placed his hands on my shoulders, turning me around so my back could face him. “Oh…Oh wow…” I shrieked as his hands worked their magic on my shoulders and neck. “Joaquin, you’re…”  “…Good with my hands?” “I was going to say amazing, but I guess that works too” I laughed, and leaned back into his warm chest. The guy was seriously good, so good I couldn’t help but moan. “Yes….”

“Joaquin! Get your hands off her” My body froze at the sudden loud outburst. My eyes shot open and focused on Damien’s light blue ones. I gulped, suddenly nervous for getting Joaquin in trouble. “Chill dude, I was just helping her release some tension” He said pointedly. “Get. Away. From. Her” Damien basically growled out, making my heart quicken its pace. Much to my inner voice’s constant pleading with Joaquin not to leave me alone with him, Joaquin rose out of the water, throwing a white towel around his neck and handing me another, which was quickly snatched by Damien’s hands. Joaquin looked up at Damien, frowning. “Leave us” Damien said without looking at Joaquin. He gave one look at me before nodding at Damien and started to walk away. My eyes followed Joaquin as I watched his figure disappear around the rock face.

I refocused my eyes to the man before me and noticed that he held out a hand towards me. I hesitated, but took it and let him help me out of the water. A white towel was being wrapped around me and I shivered slightly as his hands brushed my bare skin. “You’re cold. Let me get you to your room”.  His hands were reaching for my legs, as if he was planning to pick me up. “No, no you don’t need to…uh…pick me up” I said nervously, which turned out to be fruitless since he did it anyway. “I want to” He said softly looking into my eyes as if he was absorbing my very soul into his pools of blue – grey eyes. Oh hell. He should not look at me like this. It was way too intense. What is happening to me? Why is he being so nice to me? Was he faking his concern? Was all of this just a show? Was he…was he jealous? No, he couldn’t be, that just didn’t seem right at all to me. But…the way he behaved when Joaquin’s hands were on me...it definitely seemed like he was jealous. And why is he carrying me? More importantly why am I allowing it?

We were passing through the kitchen now with the staircase within sight. “Ok, I’ll walk from here now”. Damien didn’t answer, instead his grip on my lower back and thighs tightened. A flirtatious whistle was heard from behind. I raised my head so that I could look over Damien’s shoulder and saw Lars making sexual motions and sounds. My face immediately flushed. I turned my face away from Lars and noticed Damien smirking down at me.

Oh shit.