concubine

chapitre trois

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                    I HURRIEDLY RUSHED OUT of the front door and onto the dark streets. I bolted out of there once Harry noticed me, I'm absolutely sure that he was probably thinking that I was some freakishly weird hormonal teenager who gets off to shit like that. To be honest, my curious mind didn't allow my feet to move. I myself didn't know what I was thinking, just the fact of it being a shocking sight to see.  Standing there ― watching as a married couple made love, as Harry made love ― was so intriguing. Yet, how could I be such an idiot to intrude on something like that! That's it, I'm completely done for. I've ruined a decent job and any chances of growing closer with Israel.

I bet they were completely unaware of my presence upstairs. But still, as I watched Harry's pleasurable face I couldn't help but envy Elora. The way he bit his lip, hair glued to his forehead, passionate eyes dark and lustrous, even the glistening sweat dripping from his chest was enticingly seductive.

I halted, suddenly realizing that I had been walking for a little while now not knowing where I was going. I consider on turning around and going back to the Styles residence but I cringe at the thought of having to face Harry again, and since my mother was in an completely different town I had nobody to really contact to come get me. I contemplated on calling a cab but I didn't have no cash and my only friend was too busy to give me a ride. I literally didn't have a choice but to head back, so I turned around defeated, slowly walking towards their home. I hadn't even gotten half way when Harry pulled up on the side of the road in his black mustang.

"Mr. Styles." I gasps, standing awkwardly in the middle of the road.

"Figured you needed a ride." He flashes me a croaked smile before waving his hand for me to get in. My heart thudded against my chest when my mind flashes with pictures of him pounding inside of his wife whilst his eyes stayed focused on my own.

"Uh actually no thanks, I was going to catch the bus." I lied, literally not having no other way back to campus. I'll much rather it be that instead of getting into the car with a man that I now thought of sexually.

God what am I saying, he's married with a child.

"At this hour? No Eliana get in the car I won't tell you again." It was more so of a demand rather a question but I comply with his wishes hopping in the passenger seat, he smirks victoriously as I gave him my destination whilst buckling my seatbelt. We drive in silence ― soft indie rock playing on the radio. My eyes couldn't help but turn to stare at Harry humming to the song as he tapped his fingers to the beat on the stirring wheel, it made me feel less uncomfortable and more at ease.

"Enjoying the view love?" He chuckles eyes briefly glancing at me.

"S-sorry I didn't mean to stare."

"And in the kitchen, did you mean to stare then."

My eyes widen at his words. I knew he was going to mention it but not specifically at this moment. I was a little taken aback which caused me to gulp with nervousness. Biting my lip, my eyes stayed focused on the scenery outside of the window moving vastly passed my eyes. "I was just caught off guard ― surprised is all."

"Surprised you say?" He chuckles deeply, eyes still on the road. "I did quite enjoy your presence Eliana. It fascinated me to have you starring so alluringly as I made love to my wife. It did however ― bring me to reach my climax."