Wreaking Havoc

Chapter 12: Maybe One Day

Hayle's POV

How dare he think he can just come in here and tell me that he is sorry for the abuse! I was pacing in Shade's bedroom confused about everything. 

What are Shayde and I?

What do I do about Adonis? 

Where is my sister?

Deep in my own thought, hands pulled me into a warm, familiar chest. My ear was placed where his beating heart was, telling me that this cold, mafia boss actually had one.

"We'll take care of Adonis and find your sister. Don't worry about that. Right now, you need to get better." His order was whispered in my ear.

"Nothing is wrong with me."

"I'm watching the only girl I ever cared about break. I'm begging you, please let me in." A man such as him, would never beg unless it was truly life or death. So I told him everything.

Starting with my dad, moving away, finding Adonis, and killing people. I left out the part about the emotional abuse. I didn't think it was a big deal.

"Shayde, what are we?" He sighed before answering me.

"I don't know. All I know is that I love you. Yeah. I love you, and I would like to know if you want to be my girlfriend." He eyes locked with mine. He loved me? My mind was still reeling when he sighed in defeat and began walking away. 

No.

No.

No. 

He can't walk away. I need him like I need air. Turning around, I grabbed his arm. He turned in shock, a look of fear and confusion took over his features. 

He didn't have a chance to talk before I grabbed his collar and connected our lips in a passionate dance for dominance. His hands traveled to my ass, making me moan in pleasure. I pulled back, leaning my forehead against his.

"I-I don't know what love looks like or feels like, but if this it what it is then I love you too." I spoke still breathless from our kiss.

"That's all I ask, love."

"And yes, I'll be your girlfriend." I could feel his smile against my lips as he kissed me again. This time it was him who broke the kiss.

"I know you are hiding something from me." He looked at me knowing that he was going to get the truth from me.

"I suffered emotional abuse as well. My father never called me by real name. It was always slut, whore, or bitch. He told me I was ugly and stupid. The worst was when he told me I was a mistake, and that he would have never had sex with my mother so that I wouldn't have been born." I looked away, not wanting to meet his eyes. He can't see my vulnerability.

"Hayle, none of those words describe you. You are the exact opposite." This time when he kissed me, it was slow. He was showing me what he thought of me, so I returned the favor. He backed me up so that I fell on his bed. I watched with lust filled eyes as he climbed on top of body.

My hands traveled up and down his toned abs, as his hands found my breasts. He elicited a moan from me as he gently squeezed them in his hands.

"BOSS?" Ashe's voice traveled through our door.

"Dammit." He growled, obviously upset about interrupted for the second time. I rolled out from under him, handing him his t-shirt that was thrown across the room between kissing.

"Maybe one day we might actually get to have sex."

"Come on, big boy. The quicker we take care of what they want, the quicker we can get back to bed. Deal?"  His hand wrapped around my waist as we walked out the door.

"Deal."

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