Trigger warning: physical violence. Don't read if you could become traumatized by self-commitment.
-SOPHIA-
I stare out of the window, still seeing the scenario in front of my eyes which gave me a shudder over my body. Sniffing in through my nose as I rubbed my eyes with my knuckles.
He said he has a video prove.
If that's the case my problem is bigger than I expected and being together with Jayce in peace will seem impossible to me.
Once I looked through Jayce's villa I couldn't help but feel like this is my home. I felt so comfortable and could get used to seeing him every day with our child.
It kills me not being able to tell him.
Kyle would probably kill me, for sure after Jayce shot him. I only will be free once he's completely out of our lives that Jayce and I can leave to another city, better yet another country.
"Moonlight.." I hear his voice roughly and my body jumped up once his fingertips brush over my bare waist. I didn't dare to turn around otherwise I'd end up crying and ruin everything. My heart throbbing hard against my chest in rapid speed when both of his hands grab my waist to press my back on his body. I swallow down.
"Hmm?" I ask and close my eyes the moment his lips connect with my skin on the side of my neck along my shoulder. Holding myself up with my hands gripping onto a chair.
"Guess what?" He mutters, brushing my body down but back up. Hearing his heavy yet tired breath on me as he wanted me to turn around which I didn't do.
"What?" I ask back and wondered what he has to acknowledge.
"Guess, baby." He chuckles shortly, causing me to turn around and roll my eyes at him.
He knows exactly how much I hate it when he wants me to guess something. Crossing my arms on my chest and moving my head side to side to show him to continue talking.
He smiles at me, suddenly picking me up by my legs to throw me over his shoulder. Causing me to scream out and slap his bare back, "Let me down!" I yell and feel the blood run down to my head.
He ignores my screams, making me angrier. Having the perfect view at his ass which I'm sincerely jealous off. The idea of slapping his ass is spinning in my head until I'd do it but I accidentally slapped his ass really hard that he even jumped up and screamed out loud.
"You wanna try me, moonlight?" He challenged while he walked the stairs up to his room. Passing the room Acacia is sleeping in until we'd get into his bedroom. Screaming out once I feel him bite my ass which hurt badly since I'm only wearing shorts which's material is thin.
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