Destined Fate| 18+ ✓

𝐗𝐈𝐈

𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍

Well fuck.

Several emotions are rushing through me at the moments, anger, sadness, annoyed. Which are all expected and my head is filling with hundreds of thoughts.

Why the fuck did she have to have a boyfriend? Out of everyone why her? I was stupid to think I had a chance with someone like her, in the first place.

She was about to sleep with me - give herself to me and not to mention the fact I had just given the woman the best fucking head that she's ever experienced in her life, for fucksake.

I knew one thing for sure, whatever me and Evelyn started is over. I trusted her and she trusted me and it seems that I shouldn't have trusted her at all, however my heart still desires her.

She has a boyfriend.

I couldn't bring myself to believe the fact though, what if he wasn't her boyfriend and actually he was lying? Now I was second guessing myself and my own judgement. What if she actually needs help?

That wouldn't explain how he knew her name and that she was with me in that room though, regardless if he needed the bathroom, there's signs pointing towards the actual bathrooms. Unless he was just downright stupid, which could be the case.

My heart rate quickened at the same time the engine of my motorbike roared, snapping me out of my thoughts and reminding me of the fact I was soaring through the streets of Brazil.

I'm not entirely sure where i'm going however I found myself pulling up in a bike parking space at the top of the beach. Not at just any beach though.

The beach where me and Evelyn met for the first time.

I could see the spot where I first noticed her, my eyes playing tricks on me because every time I blinked, I could see her silhouette in the water as if she was here. But she wasn't and won't be, she's with her boyfriend.

Ripping the key from out of the engine and stuffing it into my trouser pocket, that being the reminder that I was nowhere near dressed in the appropriate gear for the beach, a suit isn't exactly ideal.

Shaking my head to myself I removed my helmet from my head and sat it onto the seat of my motorbike, bringing my leg over the bike until both feet touched the concrete.

My feet carried me across the sand until I stood a few feet away from the clear sea. Unbuttoning my dress shirt and sliding it from my arms I discarded it onto the sand below, completely unbothered by the fact it would get dirty.

My shoes and trousers were the next to meet the sand, leaving me nearly completely naked however I still wore my boxers, just like the day me and Evelyn met.

I really hoped that I hadn't made the wrong judgement and that she didn't need my help right now because then i'd just seem like an asshole and I didn't want to come across as one, especially not towards her.

Beginning my walk further down the beach until the water hit my feet, submerging them completely however I didn't stop walking until moments later the water was up to the waistband of my boxers and only then was I satisfied.

I enjoyed the feeling of the water running through the gaps between my spread fingers. Raising a hand out the water to run it through my hair, slicking it back and letting a few parts dangle onto my forehead.

The sound of a car door shutting and heels clicking catches my attention next, my body turning until I could see my clothes scrunched up in the sand and the outline of my bike further in the distance.

Trying to find the source of the sound my eyes found hers. Mine widening, hers glistening in the moon light which gave the impression she was crying. However I didn't know why.

Her feet hurriedly carried her across the sand, pulling her dress up and exposing the same underwear that I had the pleasure of taking off her perfect body just half an hour ago. Pulling her heels from her feet and dropping them on top of my clothes, shooting me an apologetic smile as sand flew over my clothes.

My head shook and a grin crossed my lips. I could never stay mad at her, boyfriend or not. Seconds later she was by my side, fear in her eyes. Lust and hurt mixed in mine, I wanted her so badly yet hated her right now.

I barely even knew her yet I didn't want to lose her.

" Nathan. " She started, her hand shaking as she placed it on my forearm. My eyes flickering between her eyes and the hand on my arm, her hand shooting warmth throughout my cold body.

" Evelyn. " My head nodding back, greeting her the same way that she had greeted me. Not once breaking eye contact from her as she opened her mouth to speak but stopped herself, licking her supposedly dry lips.

" He's not my boyfriend, you have to believe me on that, Nathan. " She started strong, not breaking eye contact however tears weld in her eyes.

" That was my ex boyfriend, he knew I was at the club and with you because he's been stalking me for months. You don't have to believe me and i'm not ready to disclose any other details about him but I just wanted to let you know before you got the wrong idea- " Her voice cracking, " but i'm afraid you already have. " A lone tear rolling down her cheek.

I knew I had misjudged the situation and I now felt so fucking stupid for leaving her with that asshole. Anger surged throughout my body and my hands clenched at my sides.

Her eyes scanned my face, presumably for a sign that I didn't believe her. When she found none, she let out a small breath which I didn't realise she was holding.

" I'm sorry for being an asshole and leaving you with him. " I had to own up for my own actions right now because I was also in the wrong and I can't entirely say she was.

" Don't apologise please, if it had been the opposite way around then i'm sure i'd be pissed if a girl knocked on the door and claimed to be your girlfriend moments before we were about to have sex. " Letting out a laugh as she finished her sentence, my head nodding and a chuckle leaving my throat.

Choosing to change the conversation after our laughter eventually died down, Evelyn spoke once again and cleared the tension in the air.

" Would you like to go out tomorrow? "