Shattered Tears mxb

Chapter 10

Riley’s POV

The inside of the mansion was exactly as I expected. There were wooden accents with modern furniture and an open layout. As soon as I stepped inside it felt like I belonged here. It was as if my body was telling me I was safe here, and I needed to take care of this place.

My heart began beating erratically as we went up the stairs in anticipation with the interaction to come. We approached a large wooden door that was probably the only thing separating me from seeing Mason. He knocked on the door before opening it, revealing the man plaguing my thoughts.

“You found something interesting, Leo.” He was sitting in front of a massive window overlooking the festival below. His voice was exactly as I remembered it. My body responded to his voice so obediently. I felt like rushing to him and hugging him. Like I would do anything just to get his attention. It didn’t make any sense. Was I always this desperate? “You can go now.”

I stood like a statue in the middle of the room as Leo left the room. He didn’t say anything, didn’t even look at me as I stared at him. My eyes refused to leave his direction. I wanted him to look at me, even for just a second. I wanted to know that I wasn't the only one with this uncontrollable desire to be consumed by this odd emotion.

“Hmm what do we have here?” He said while turning around to look at me. I felt the air leave my lungs as his eyes landed on mine. He started walking towards me, and I could do nothing but wait. The moment I was dreading was finally here. “You look just as fuckable as last time.”

Hope surged through me at his words. Maybe he’s also been missing me too. Maybe I judged him too quickly. Maybe there is something special here. “Hi…” I whisper.

“What are you doing here little Riley?”  He asked and took a seat on the sofa against the wall.

I tried to breathe normally again before answering but it seems that's wishful thinking. “I go to university nearby. My friends invited me to come to this festival.” I say fidgeting with my fingers. I finally take my eyes off of him and move to staring at the ground.

“Well isn’t life a bitch.” His voice was deadpan which crushed any unrealistic hope I had. “I would like to have sex with you again. Would you like to become my sex toy little Riley?”

Sex toy? Those can become something more, right? I did enjoy having sex with him. Maybe that's all I feel and these weird emotions are just my sexual desire. That would make more sense than liking a stranger that cares nothing for me. Yes, it's just my sex drive. It's new to me so my body is just confusing my brain thinking it's my heart.

“Now before your little mind gets confused I want to make it clear you mean nothing to me.” Ouch that definitely didn’t hurt me. “All I want is your body, but you can benefit from this too. I’ll give you an allowance for your open availability, STD screenings for you and any other sexual partners you have, and transportation is also covered.” Wow, I really need to wash my shoes, they're quite dirty. 

“Riley, are you listening to me?” I’m trying really hard not to. My body feels like collapsing after every sentence leaving his mouth.

“Yes I am.” I try to make my voice sound as emotionless as his but I can feel the slight tremble. “And if I don’t accept?” I say and look back up at him. His eyes and face give nothing away. A perfect handsome mask that just takes what it wants.

“I won’t force you or beg you. I can tell by that pathetic look in your eyes that you feel something for me. Since I’m so nice I’ll throw in an extra perk just for you,” This is him being nice? “I’ll pretend to like you on occasion. That should be enough to satisfy your little delusions.” He began walking near me. Every step he took had me waiting for any touch he was willing to give me.

I knew the moment I saw him I’d do anything to feel him touch me again. I mean what more could I hope for? Someone like me couldn’t get more lucky. Even if it's all fake I can pretend it's real and maybe someday it will be. Yes, someday. Afterall he’s giving me more than I deserve. He’s rich and handsome, and who am I? If this is the only way to have him then I’ll gladly tear my heart into pieces so he won’t get his hands dirty.

When he reached me I closed my eyes and waited for his touch. His cold fingertips gently stroked my cheek causing goosebumps to surface. His body was so close that the warmth it emanated made it feel like he was hugging me. Every cell in my body surrendered to him. He grabbed my chin and tipped my head up to meet his. I was breathing the same air as him now and somehow breathing never felt so right.

He traced the outline of my lips and whispered “Answer me, darling.”

“Yes.” I moaned as if saying no was even an option.