Only His

Chapter Thirty-Seven

Imani

I had given Jessica back the tape and warned her about the sex. She just nodded her head and left me off. She also gave me another burner and I used the old one to pass on Juan's message about the shipments and dumped it.

I found Mikhail and we started heading back up to the penthouse. He didn't say anything to me on the way up. We left the elevator, but he stopped and grabbed me.

"Boss lady, are you okay?"

"Yeah," I muttered.

I moved from his grasp, but I could tell he wanted to question me. I got the keycard and I opened the door. I went to the room and I completely went past Kazimir. I immediately went to the bathroom and I stripped out of the clothes. I got in the shower and I made the shower hot.

I needed to feel him off of me. I don't care if it burned my skin. I needed to feel him off of me. I started to scrub my body hard. I didn't care if my hair or skin got ruined. I needed him off of me.

"Imani, what's wrong?"

Kazimir pounded at the door trying to talk to me, but I ignored him. Continued to scrub and wash between my legs. I didn't stop until my skin felt scalding hot.

He continued to knock at the door, but I ignored him again. I kept scrubbing wanting the water to wash it all away. My face was hot with tears, my body feeling that there was thousands of hot needles on me.

I began sobbing, I cried as my whole body wanted to collapse. My head becoming foggy, I felt suffocated from the steam of the water. My heady become dizzy. My body becoming weak and losing control.

The hardness of the shower hit me, but I made no attempt to get up. I couldn't move and I get confused, my vision unfocused. The door slammed open and Kazimir barged in.

"What is wrong with you?"

He opened the shower door and he reached in, turning down the water. He pulled me out and I wasn't responding to him. I felt like a rag doll.

"That's burning hot, are you trying to burn your skin?" he yells.

I don't process his words. He just held me.

I hadn't realized how hot the water was. The bathroom was full of steam and it was foggy with steam. Although he was fully clothed he stepped into the shower and he checked the water. He eased me back under and it was colder.

"What is wrong?"

I don't answer him as he washed any soap off my body. He checked to make sure I was okay, but my brain was frozen. I couldn't respond to him. I felt guilty.

I felt guilty for sleeping with Juan. I had sex with Juan and I felt guilt. Was it even sex if I knew I couldn't say no? I was reminded of some many things, because of him. Kazimir picked me up and carried me to the bedroom.

"Are you going to tell me what happened?"

I didn't respond to him and every attempt he tried to get an answer I ignored him. He picked up that I wasn't ready to talk. Instead of pushing it more he did the unexpected. He took care of me like I was a child. He lotioned my body with care, cautious with how sensitive my skin is. He dressed me in his clothes. He was taking care of me and he wasn't asking me any more questions.

He led me to the couch and I sat down. He started to switch the show he was watching to shameless. He got me some of the Chinese he had ordered, but I wasn't hungry. I cuddled into his chest and he wrapped his arms around me.

I felt safe with him. Kazimir made me feel safe and protected. His arms were my comfort and I loved that about him. I clung to his shirt as the night flashed through my mind and I let my emotions out.