Sadist • Jared Leto

~chapter ten~

Milah's POV

The time spent at the recording studio was fun, an Italian man in his late twenties was giving me a bunch of tips and tricks, as we also professionally recorded a few covers. Of course, Jared insisted that I should sing his song 'Hurricane', so I did. 

It was overall a good time, and I was told that they were going to get the cover out on YouTube as soon as possible. Despite having such a great time, I was very much aware of the fact that Jared was struggling with keeping his composure. I'm not one of those stupid, unaware girls who don't notice anything until someone tells it to them, I can tell that he is really turned on and I'm assuming that me singing isn't helping the situation. 

Am I a bad person for playing along? Don't get me wrong, I still can't stand him most of the time, but it's a good feeling to have a man wrapped around your finger oh so tightly. Even the smallest touch makes him go wild. 

Give him a taste of his own medicine. 

We were in small black car, one of Jared's driver is driving us back to the hotel so we can freshen up, then go for dinner. Jared and I are sitting in the back seat, and since the back only has the two seats, our thighs are pressed together. I know that there is a way to make some distance between us, but for some reason I decide to keep it that way. I can see from the corner of my eye that Jared is looking at me, breathing slightly heavily as he watched me. 

A normal 16 year old should feel uncomfortable being under a 45 year old man's stare, but for some reason all I felt was adrenaline rushing through my body. "Jared, is there anything to eat? I'm kind of hungry." I asked him, turning my head to face him. He leaned forward, taking something out of a black duffel back that was by his feet. His shirt rode up his back slightly, revealing the band of his boxers and some skin, making me bite my lip. 

The first time I saw him, I thought he was the most disgusting, arrogant, selfish man I've ever met. But now, I just think he's arrogant and selfish. Which isn't the worst combination for just some teasing, I guess. 

Jared handed me a small plastic container that had a mix of different fruit. I sighed, but got slightly excited when I saw a strawberry. I took it, placing the tip in my mouth, biting it slowly. I was well aware that Jared was watching me, so I decided to let out a little moan in appreciation of how good this strawberry is. 

I continued to eat my strawberry slowly, before turning my head back to Jared, his eyes darker than ever. He sat there in silence, but his eyes and expression was saying it all.