Chapter 18

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                        IVY SILVER POV.

      It was an enjoyable dinner, Everyone kept the conversation light and the best part is Hermann didn't actually protest anything rather than forming small smiles which faded quicker in a blink of an eye.
    "Since it's boring throughout the night, Why can't we watch a movie" Carlos Suggested.
I nodded in agreement.
   " Great "
   " Okay"
  " I'm bored so alright "
  " Hermann?" Genevieve called, " No, I have a lot to deal with" He added as he stood up. " Go on without me, have some fun". Then he left.
  
  " So what movie?" Norman asked catching our attention back.
   " If we are going to watch a movie I suggest it should be nudity, sex language and all that" Miguel said and Genevieve blast into laughter, making Carlos Shake his head and Norman frowned.
   " Bruh, you sound like a virgin " Carlos said.
   " Horny? Go fuck" Norman added.
   "What? Wait— Ivy do you think my suggestions are bad?" Miguel asked as everyone turned to me.
" Umm...I think it's interesting " I said with a big grin, impatient of what others will say next.
  " Oh my dick, you two surely got issues " Carlos said covering his face with one hand shaking his head unbelievably as everyone laughed.
   " Then if it's nudity films you want, I guess 365days will do" Genevieve announced.
  " You too Eve?" Norman asked lightly.
   " Yesss" Genevieve answered making her way to the sitting room as others followed behind.
   I stood up from my chair and was about to take steps forward to the others when my legs felt heavy. I felt my heart pulled back like some sort of gravity force.
  I turned back to see a straight bright corridor ahead, I slowly made small steps, fancy decorations hanged on it's walls.

   I found myself standing right infront of a particular door, my heart raced but still— I slowly opened it.
   To find Hermann standing near the window with a cigarette on his hand and another hand on his pockets.
    " was the movie boring? " He asked as I closed the door behind me.
   " I haven't even seen it yet" I said.
   " why are you here?" He asked as he turned to me.
    " Do you always have to be like this?" I asked, my stare focused on him.
    " I always prefer answers to my questions Ivy" he stepped around the desk and approached me.
    "Nothing in particular, I— was— just heading back" I protested slowly.
  He stepped closer to me and traced my lips with his thumb and held my chin up making me look into his flaming dangerous eyes.
    Then he slowly thrust two of his fingers in my mouth deeply as he stares directly into my eyes, lust reflected through his own.
  Deeper
   and
  deeper,
    He pushed his fingers into my mouth till when I almost got choked then, took them out and impatiently crushed his lips with mine in a lusty kiss.
   He sucked my lips slowly making me gasp, the moist fullness within, every delicate movement creating a new greed, a new yearning, a new craving and convent.
  My own hands lifted slowly to clasp behind his head and held him closer to me. My mouth offered a first, trembling response to the unhurried pressure of his. Which changed everything.
  Hermann pulled me fiercely into his arms, holding me against the urgent thrust of his body.
   He kissed me hungrily, with passionate demand that was almost raw in it's intensity. With an explicit sensuality which made no concessions to my inexperience.
   Concessions that were suddenly no longer necessary. I realised in some dazed, reeling corner of my mind. I wanted to learn everything that he could teach me. To take all that he was offering. To know, and to be known in turn.
  My own body and  mind betrayed me, I was starving, thirsting for him, my mouth ardent, eager, seeking. I was burning up with fever. I was shivering with something that went far beyond mere cold.
   Mouth, hands and loins, they clung to each other. Some lifetime later, he lifted his  head. His eyes were slumberous.
   He said, in a whisper, " Do you hate me so much?."
   I slumped back against the door, my head falling forward like a flower with a broken stem as I fought for my breath.
  He walked away from me, I heard the unsteady chink of the decanter against the glass.
  Slowly, I straightened, and looked across the room at him. Raising a hand to my swollen lips.
  He said quietly, "Is there any man that caught your eyes, that makes you can't breath or forget?" He raised his glass to me in a jeering parody of a toast. " That you wish to run with anytime soon" he went on savagely, "I demand an answer Ivy or I'll make you fuck my Dogs tonight" He paused. " Or is that what your waiting for?".
   Some how I was able to move, and stood straight. "Do you want me to fall for you instead Hermann?" I added as I was steady, " Over my dead body".
  " ANSWER! " he roared angrily.
   " YES" I shouted not able to noticed the heavy breathing at the moment " Yes, there is someone who caught my eyes, I can't breath or forget, Who I would run away with even if it's the last thing I do" tears streaming down when I thought about Wilmert, " Yes, yes there's someone I love most in this world— only him" I couldn't stop the small smile forming on my lips when I thought about his cute ones.
  I realised that I was scared, scared that I won't see it again— scared that will I be able to go on?, Scared that I might find myself in darkness forever, And mostly scared that he might have forgotten us.
  " I forbid you to love anyone else" The anger was out in the open now, and mixed with something else less identifiable.
   "Love is something that you can't forbid Mr. Rodriguez". I emphasised the formal use of his name. " You can have my body but not my heart " I said between my teeth.
  He paused staring at me with something reflected on his eyes that I'm supposed to think as an Endless gaze of pure pain, Anger and something more than coldness.
"Get the Hell out of my office" He spoke each word as if it was death ahead.
   The door handle obeyed my clutching fingers, Before i could close the door behind me, i heard a loud sound of shattered glasses behind me and I slid round the edge of the door like a shadow, and made for the stairs. Halfway up, I tripped and sank to my knees, blinded by tears. Then I dragged myself up, and went on. Closed the door of the bedroom. Turned the key.
  Then I looked at myself in the mirror, Saw the blurred reflection of a stranger, with half the buttons on the dress undone. A mark on my neck where his teeth had grazed.
   I thought, What have I done? Why had I gone there? Why had I held him close?— My God.

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