Whispers In My Ear ©

Chapter Twenty Three

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Chapter Twenty Three

"I don't understand why you let him do this to you." Aiden grumbled.

I refused to let the tears fall that welled up in my eyes. Aiden whipped the blood off my face. Dipping the cloth into luke warm water and going back to clean my face.

"He didn't mean to." I whispered back.

Dark green eyes meet mine, "What do you mean he didn't mean to Lyrical?"

I sniffed the drainage coming from my nose, "I made him angry. Ashton would never hurt me on purpose."

I was sitting in what I assumed to be Aidens house. Sitting on a chair in a kitchen that was plain except for the appliances.

"Your lucky I didn't take you to the damn hospital like I should have." Aiden growled.

"It would only cause suspicion and raise questions." I whispered.

Aiden's eyes narrowed, "He's destroying you."

I shook my head, "No. Ashton loves me."

"He loves to control you." Aiden growled lowly.

"No." I denied, looking away from him.

Aiden didn't speak for a few minutes. He cleaned my wounds, trying to be as gentle as possible. I was shocked to see the bucket of water tinted with so much blood.

"What happens when I'm not there to stop him?" Aiden asked.

I looked back into his eyes, "He would have stopped."

Aiden frowned, "Are you sure?"

I swallowed, my throat dry. "Yes."

Aiden pulled away from cleaning my wounds putting his back towards me, "Did you see the look in his eyes before you passed out?"

I frowned, confused.

"Those were the eyes of a killer. Of a beast feasting on a helpless girl." Aidens voice rose with every word.

"Ashton isn't a monster." My voice was low, recalling mine and Ashtons conversation. "People are not their mistakes."

Aiden turned back to me, "He's a evil man Lyrical. No, he's not a man he is the devils spawn. He could have killed you. Ashton could have killed you."

"Ashton wouldn't hurt me, he loves me." I stated.

Aidens eyes were shocked, "He's got into your head. Can you not say any other excuse for him hurting you?"

I blinked at him, "What?"

Aiden snarled, "Your being controlled. Your his little puppet."

I blinked again, "Ashton loves me."

Aiden laughed darkly, "Then why did I find him beating you while you were unconscious? You were out cold. You couldn't even defend yourself."

I blinked once more, I didn't know what else to say. Something caught my attention on the television.

"Our rising beloved star Lyrical Erickson was reported to be beatin by her also beloved famous boyfriend Ashton Garret. We don't know if the reports are true or not but sources claim they are very much true. We will follow more on this story as we gain intel." The woman spoke.

I was filled with horror, how did the media find out? My eyes went to Aidens satisfied smirk.

"What the hell did you do?" I screamed at the Russian man.

He looked at me, a frown deep on his lips. "Me? You think I tipped the media?"

I narrowed my eyes, "You are the only one who knew of this." My hands gestured to my bloody appearance and bruises.

He shook his head, his eyes slits. "I wouldn't tip the media lyubov."

"What did you call me?" I asked in a hiss.

"Learn russian and you shall know lyubov." His snarky voice remarked.

I stood from the chair he supplied me with. I marched towards him, anger radiating off me.

"Listen here Aiden, I don't know what fascination you have with me but it needs to stop. I love Ashton and I am his woman. Not yours and I will never be yours." I growled, my face meeting his chest.

Aiden seemed to stiffen with my words, his own rage vibrating off him. His arms circled around my waist, trapping me to his iron body. One hand snaked around to cease the back of my neck and crashed his lips onto mine. I froze, unconsciously looking at his lips.

His lips burned me, burning my senses. All anger and thoughts I had vanished with the softness of his mouth. He was demanding and filled with determination as he kissed me. The kiss was far fetched, the amount of passion forcing any resistance away.

My hands strikes out to snake around his neck. Bringing him impossibly closer. I gasped at the sensation he was giving me. Aiden took the chance to explore my mouth. His tongue lashing out to touch mine.

I groaned, "Aiden."

Suddenly, Aiden jerked away putting distance between us. My chest rose with the sharp intakes of breathe. I subconsciously touched my swollen lips. My eyes grew wide with realization of what just happened.

"Oh God." I whispered, scared.

"I could say the same thing lyubov." Aiden smirked.

"Why did you do that?" I snapped, tears falling from my eyes.

Aiden chuckled, "I proved something to you."

"And what might that be?" Snapping back, tears falling between my lashes.

"That your mine, not Ashton's." Aiden grinned devilishly.

"Ashton." I whispered. "I just cheated on Ashton."

"If I recall you wasn't thinking about Ashton just a minute ago. You were calling out for me." Aiden spoke arrogantly.

My eyes snapped to his, "This is your fault! Ashton must be worried sick about me and here I am letting another man kiss me! His best friend to be exact. Oh God! Ashton is going to leave me." I sobbed, an ache forming in my chest.

Aiden changed back into the serious Russian man, "I'll handle Ashton lyubov."

"You will most certainly not handle Ashton. May I remind you I am his girlfriend, his woman. Not yours!" I cried out the rage I felt towards Aiden.

Aiden just laughed, "Fine lyubov but the next time you kiss your little boyfriend remember what my lips made you feel. Ashton couldn't give you an ounce of what I just did."

I glared at the russian man, going to the bathroom. I scrubbed myself of the dried blood and started grabbing my things. I stole a pair of sunglasses from Aiden's living room and tossed on my thankfully clean coat. I avoided Aiden like the plague, walking to the front door. I stormed out of his home, happy to see a taxi already waiting for me.

"Stupid russian man." I murmured as I jumped into the taxi.