Possessive Rich Bully

Chapter 15 (Pt.1, side A)

Playlist - Too Much by The Kid Laroi, Jungkook and Central Cee

Astoria

The moment I got home, the remainder of my family leaped on me. Where was I? What was I doing? Why hadn't I checked any texts or calls? Was I out of my head?

The last one, it resonated with me. I was truly out of my bloody mind because I had essentially agreed to fuck Axel out of my system. Well, we had agreed to fuck each other out of system, but still. It was completely bonkers.

At least, my relatives, especially Winter, knew nothing about it. She would have my head if I ever told her what I had been doing the night before. Whom I was doing... repeatedly throughout the night. Against wall, on the bed, in the shower even while coming back to the cottage Axel had fingered me in the car.

He was cruel and played unfair and made my toes curl.

Winter knew nothing about it, but my paranoia told me that she had already snuffed him on my skin. I smelled like him. And my dress... which was a new one. It had his taste. He had torn my funeral dress into pieces and had ordered me to put on the new dress he bought for me.

My relatives treated me like I was a ticking time bomb. It was true to some extent. The recent turn of events had screwed my sanity up as far as my headspace was concerned, but then I found myself to finally put my distressing thoughts to ease.

I should credit Axel for it. He was responsible for it. He had managed to infiltrate my mind and body. Thank god for the scarf I had wrapped around my neck to cover the bite marks he had left on me. I didn't even know how I would have explained the reason behind the bites to everyone.

Two weeks. That was our expiration date. I was serious when I told Axel that it wouldn't go beyond the timeframe we had set. It just wouldn't happen again. We had to end for good.

I don't know why that thought left a deep unsettling feeling down the abyss of my heart.

I shoved the thoughts away and made my way to the mansion. Blake Trent, Axel' father wanted a word with me. I don't know how I could face him without feeling mortified. All of the things I had done with his son that he knew nothing about...

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I looked down at my ballet slippers covered feet as I stood in front of Mr. Trent in his office. He stood behind his mahogany desk talking on his phone. If I wasn't already feeling tense, it amplified when Ava Trent joined us.

Ava and I shared ugly history from our last encounter. I have successfully managed to avoid her until now. I know she hasn't stopped keeping tabs on me, assessing my every move.

"Tough few days for you. I hope it wasn't too bad for you." My head snapped up.

Ava's face said it all. She knew I was with her son and she couldn't stop it from happening. I steeled my expression and nodded. I couldn't risk giving her the reaction she wanted from me. Definitely not in front of her husband who wouldn't hesitate for a second before tossing me out without my grandparents hard earned money.

"I hope you're better now. I know how much I can feel Paige and Callan around this place. They were loyal to the bone. Never once did they disobey me. Loyalty is hard to find in people nowadays. Most of them are just busy hounding people like me for money. Money can make you do wonders. Wouldn't you agree, Astoria?"

My heart pounded at her words. What was she even trying to insinuate? That I was a gold digger? I held my tongue back from teaching her a lesson of my own.

When Blake finished his call, Ava turned her attention to him. "I'm sorry to keep you waiting. My business keeps me on the phone throughout the day."

I nodded half-heartedly.