Goodbye

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{I know my worth. I've paid dearly for every ounce of it}

I am on the couch in my library with Dimitri on my chest reading his book while I read mine and playing with his hair, I like this, I like staying like this, just us no one else me and Dimitri like normal people

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I am on the couch in my library with Dimitri on my chest reading his book while I read mine and playing with his hair, I like this, I like staying like this, just us no one else me and Dimitri like normal people.

I ran my hand over his jaw feeling his smooth jaw clench as he reads, it has been 4 weeks since we got together and I'm enjoying every minute of it, sneaking around having mind bowing sex watching movies, eating and reading.

I really love this feeling, I love being with him, my father and his are trying to end Charles the guy we went to keep an eye on him, when they finally catch him they will go back to Russia, I really want that to happen neither does he.

I don't know what will happen to us when he leaves, I don't think we will stay together anymore so we are together 24/7 arguing about something then having hatred sex, then arguing again and if I go out of line he will punish me, I love when he does that not gonna lie, that's why I provoke him whenever I can.

We both stopped what we were doing when we heard noises from downstairs, we looked at each other before going downstairs, men with guns rushing to the door, "Dad, hat's going on?" I asked "We finally found Charles," he said with a smirk "So you two don't have to spend another minute together," Dimitri's father said.

My heart sank 

"Yeah, finally the torture is over," I chuckled "Come on guys," Haydon said and they all went out the door, "So I guess this is it," I said looking down at the floor a few inches away, "Yeah I guess," he said placing with his hands.

I hate this feeling, so so much.

I grabbed his hand and led him upstairs, I walked into the room and closed my door room, I looked at the ring he gave me on my thumb before opening my underwear drawer picking out his favourite black bra that he said I looked good in than taking the bra strap before walking back to him.

I pushed him on the bed and grabbed his wrist tightening the bra strap around his wrist, "Remember me," I said looking into his blue eyes "Always," he said kissing my lips, "I will see you whenever there is a party or something you know," he said and I nodded.

"I know but we will always hate each other then you will find the girl you want to spend the rest of your life with and move on, this was just a little fling there was no real emotion," saying those words hurt me more than I thought, "Just sex?" 

"Just sex."

There was an emotion in his eyes that was quickly replaced with a blank one, "Well, Binaca, we still have a couple of hours left, and our little fling doesn't end till I go back to Russia," he said grabbing my hips placing me on his lap so I am strangling his waist, I crashed my lips onto his moving my lips against his roughly.

He took off my shirt then my bra latching onto one of my nipples, I tugged on his hair earning a groan from him, I unbuckled his pants and unzipped it, he took off my shorts and lowered me slowly on his dick.

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