His Slave (BWWM) *MATURE CONTENT*

2. It Was Deserved

(Don Benjamin) Pauliano above

2. It Was Deserved
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I had cried myself to sleep on the bathroom floor.

Just pathetic.

I quickly got up and went into the living room to get my purse. After I made completely sure that Christian wasn't home, I pulled out my cellphone, phone book, and Pauliano's number. I wrote his number in my phone book and FaceTimed him.

I was just about to hang up after the 4th ring when he answered.

"Hello?" His silky voice whispered.

"Hey Pauli." I said cautiously. Maybe I shouldn't've called.

He was quiet for a few moments which made me really regret calling.

"Are you okay?" He said yawning.

"Yeah, why?" I asked.

"Well it is 2 in the morning."

"Really?!" I gasped. First of all, how long was I asleep. Secondly, where the hell was Christian because he should've been home 3 hours ago.

"Yeah, you sure you're okay?" He asked.

"Yes. I'm sorry for calling so late, I didn't realize what time it was."

"It's fine. Where's your fuckboy boyfriend?" He sighed.

"Actually, I don't know, he should've been home by now." I whispered.

3:27 am.

"No I didn't." I said laughing. We've been on FaceTime for quite some time, and although I was distracted, I couldn't help but worry about Christian. Not only that, I hated sleeping in this apartment alone. I don't feel safe here by myself.

"Yes you did. I've never seen you run so fast." Pauliano said as his beautiful laughter filled my ears while that beautiful smile of his shimmered.

3:53 am.

"You know damn well that's a lie. I'm the best dancer you've probably ever seen." Pauli said.

I just scoffed at that. "Please, spare me. I've seen you dance before, and believe me, you're not that good."

"Baby, it's okay to hate. All you're doing is motivating this sexy beast." He laughed, I rolled my eyes before joining him in laughter."

4:15 am.

"What do you mean she's average? Jennifer Lawrence is bae." I practically yelled.

Just then there was a banging on the door that scared the shit out of me.

"Baby open up." I heard Christian, clearly drunk, say through the other side of the door.

I visibly tensed and I could feel myself start to worry.

"You don't have to open it." Pauliano said and in return my eyes almost popped out.

"Are you crazy?!" I whisper shouted. "Look, just cover your screen and wait. And please, please, please don't say anything." Before he could respond I just propped my phone up on the kitchen's island and ran to the door. I opened it and there stood, a drunk Christian and an irritated Tyler.

"Thanks for bringing him home." I said to Tyler, aka Christian's best friend/the strip club owner.

"No problem. Hey, do you mind if I crash here?" I'm really tired." Tyler said wearily and at that moment, I could visibly see the bags under his eyes.