When All I Can See Is You ~N.H.

Chapter 31

~NIALL'S POV~

"I'm not going to touch him! You do it!"

"Stop being a baby and take his pants off. This whole thing was your idea."

"Do I have to remind the both of us that I hired you? I could've gotten someone else to do this with me, but I chose you. Also, thanks to me, you now have a shit ton of cash." The male voice hissed, sounding more and more aggravated by the second. "So, I think it's only fair for you to undress him."

"Fine! But I'm only taking off his shirt and pants. His underwear stays on or else I won't be able to control myself." A feminine voice snapped back. Gentle tugging was felt at the top then bottom of my body, the cool air bringing goose bumps to the skin as soon as the garments were stripped off. "Damn, he's fit. Too bad I can't fuck him."

"Alice... Concentrate. We need to be done here before Elizabeth comes back." The male said, firmness clear in his voice.

"So what if she walks in on us? Maybe she might think that we were having a threesome." Alice snickered.

"That wouldn't help me at all. Now go and mess with his hair. It needs to look like you just had sex with him."

Sharp, long nails scraped through my scalp, their harsh texture making me want to cry out. However, the pressure laying on top of me pushed me down, preventing a single sound to slip out of my mouth. Everything felt hazy, as if a dark cloak was descended upon my mind and body. The only thing that I could make out were those two mysterious voices and yet I was torn between the idea whether the whole conversation was a dream or not.

"There! How does that look?"

"A little more. It still looks neat." The demanding man said. "Elizabeth needs to think that he cheated on her or else this whole thing was a waste."

Whoa, Elizabeth? What do they have to do with her? And are they talking about me? I would never do such a thing to hurt her.

Even with the weight of something tugging me down into unconsciousness, I was still able to react to the sound of my lovers name being spoken by the stranger. He sounded cold and angry, his intentions clear of wanting to cause harm to Elizabeth.

"I have an idea! Why don't you get a pair of boxers and throw them on the floor? It will convince her even more that me and her boyfriend banged!" A cool hand trailed its way down my bare chest, finger nails digging slightly into the skin. With as much strength as I could, I tried to raise my arms in order to shove the female off of me. My attempts failed, the heavy darkness weighing down more and more.

It was as if steal chains were sewed within my bones, pulling me down and tightening their hold each second. The dream of wanting to move, whether it were to be a hand or leg, was completely unreachable. My throat felt as if it was covered by tar, blocking me from making any sound. Lips and eyelids were locked tight; I would've given anything in that moment to discover what the two strangers hovering above me looked like.

Nothing. That was how it felt like to me. As if there was nothing in my body, but a dark and hazy weight. Fire flicked at my lungs, making it hard to breathe, but other than that it was nothing. I knew that I was drugged, the puzzling and slow thoughts of my mind proved it. There was also the choking headache lingering near my temples, intensifying every now and then. All of these were signs that this wasn't some heavy sleep. It was much, much worse. To say that I didn't fear for the future would be a lie.

"Here, take off your dress and put this sweater on. Make sure to smudge your make up and have your hair look like his." The male's gruff voice ordered, a slight tint of humor touching his words. "Elizabeth is going to flip when she sees you. I would pay to see the look on her face when you tell her how Niall was screaming your name last night."