Two Can Play That Game

Chapter Nineteen

Simon Dominic

I groaned as I heard my buzzer go off, here I was lounging on my sofa on my off day and someone was bothering me. I walked toward the elevator and pressed the intercom.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Mr.Dominic you have a Ms.Stewart here to see you do you-"

"Let her up." I said interrupting him.

"Yes sir." He said.

I looked around the house and scratched my head, you can tell I was not expecting company. I heard the elevator doors open as I walked out of the living room...I locked eyes with her and she held my gaze.

"Hi." She said breathlessly.

"Hi." I smiled walking closer to her.

She dropped her duffle bag and embraced me in a hug.

"What happen?" I asked squeezing her tight.

I felt her shoulders shaking before I heard her sob, I pulled her back and looked at her as she was crying. Something about her crying...made me angry, I clinched my jaw as I tried to dry her tears.

"Who did it?" I asked.

She sniffed and let out a breath as she calmed herself down.

"No one did anything...I just needed to let that out." She sighed.

I looked at her and sighed pulling her closer to my chest. I pecked her forehead and sighed, that piece of shit Byung. I caressed her face and wiped her tears before giving her a warm smile.

"How about some food?" I asked.

She nodded.

"I brought a bag." She mumbled.

"Good because I wasn't planning on letting you leave for a few days, looks like you need a break." I said.

She sniffed and nodded, I grabbed her hand and lead her to the living room.

"Take off your clothes, stay in your underwear though." I said.

She looked at me weirdly.

"Did my crying turn you on?" She asked.

"Just do it." I chuckled.

She huffed before removing her clothes, I removed my shirt and put it over her head. I removed her hair tie that held up her braids and smiled at her.

"Now sit here, while I make us something to eat." I said.

She looked at me before sitting on the sofa.

"Comfortable?" I asked.

She nodded and smiled, I pecked her lips and went to the kitchen.

Lee Byung-Yoon

I slowly removed my hands from Kiara's waist before getting out of the bed, I rubbed my hands through my hair and sat up. This marks the 7th abortion she's went through...I felt like shit honestly, she laid on that table seven times.