Valhalla

Chapter 9

Nayeli’s POV

"Nayeli are you planning to get a real job someday?"

I arch an eyebrow as I look at my father, looking confused.

"Dad, I've been working in a coffee shop for a long time and you know it..."

"That's not a job and you know it, you studied marketing, why don't you get a job related to it?"

I was about to answer but my mom puts her hand on my shoulder to stop me. My life choices were a complicated topic with my dad and it was hard to hear him put me down like that. I loved what I was doing and I had no desire to change that, let alone make him happy.

I closed my eyes for a few moments as I took a breath, taking it in.

If I answered, we were going to spend another whole evening on the subject.

"Leave her alone, Dad. She's good at her job and that's the most important thing." Pitches my big brother.

Hearing him, I smile and thank him with my eyes.
Aiden was always there to support me no matter what the situation and it was the same for me. We've been close since we were kids and both of us knew each other's secrets. At the age of 28 he already had his own restaurant chain with almost 5 restaurants in the city, not to mention those in other cities and abroad. Honestly I didn't know the details of his work and he didn't talk to me much about it, we spent more time talking about our love lives than our jobs.
He had all the girls he wanted at his feet but he wasn't interested in any of them, he had more of a preference for their brothers or friends, which always made me laugh when he found himself having to reject them.

"Aiden stop always taking her side, look at you you've made it!"

"So did she, she's a model for a big gaming company. Plus she's young, she still has time to change her ways or something." 

"Yeah, she's doing the beautiful strutting around the richest people."

"That's how I started," Aiden continues in a colder tone, wanting to get this discussion over with.

My father rolls his eyes at hearing this and finishes his drink without looking at me.
My mom then changes the subject rather quickly to lighten the mood.

Aiden puts his hand on my lower back to reassure me, placing a kiss on my temple, which made me smile.
He was always gentle with me, always putting me first.

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Back at home I fall on my bed and groan when I hear my phone ring.

I grab it and answer without bothering to see who is calling me.

"Hm?"

I only hear a laugh on the other side of the phone, a laugh I recognize directly.

"Don't tell me you're already asleep, I'll be disappointed." He said, laughing again, which made me shiver.

He had such a special laugh, it was even cliché.

"Not really, why?"

I straighten up on my bed, dropping my bag from my shoulder.

"Look out the window."

I frown and go for it.
A smile appears on my face as I see him down the block.

He had looked up at me and was waving at me, sitting on his motorcycle.

"Will you let me in beautiful?"

"Are you going to behave if I do?"

He laughed again as he heard me

"I'll try."

It was my turn to laugh before I gave him my floor and apartment number, opening the front door of the building for him.

It was only a few minutes between the end of the call and him facing me.

He looked at me with a smile on his face, his usual playful look.

"Good evening miss..."

I pull him by the sleeve as I usher him in, closing the door behind him.

"What are you doing here? Even more so at this time of the evening..." I ask as I watch him settle into my couch.

I watch him for a few long minutes, having a hard time taking my eyes off him, he was so handsome. 

"I wanted to see you..." He replied, turning his head towards me, a playful smile on his face.

I joined him on the couch, landing not far from him, not taking my eyes off him.

"Like this? That's it?"

He laughs as he looks at me

"I need a reason to come see you? I was having trouble sleeping."

I arch an eyebrow as I look at him, curious.

"I can't get you out of my head, it's getting exhausting" he continues as he brings his face close to mine, smiling wryly.

"Hm? That bad?" I say, smiling wryly in turn, placing a hand on his thigh as I bring my face closer to his.

He tilts his head slightly to the side and comes to whisper in my ear.

"I want to hear you moan my name..." he whispers, placing kisses on my neck.

Hearing him say this and do this made my body react more than I wanted it to.
His hand lands on my lower back and he pulls me closer to him, his eternal winning smile on his face.

"What do you say my beautiful..."

His hand ventures under my top and he gently pulls it up, making me let out a few sighs of relief.

"Asher..."

"That's good, you already know what to moan."

He says, brushing his lips to mine

"I need your consent Nayeli. I need to hear you say it." He said just inches away from me.

I wanted to kiss him so badly, to caress him so badly, to feel him inside of me.

"Fuck me Asher, fuck me."