Burning Passion(ONGOING)

15. ATTACK

SIENNA'S POV:

I woke up feeling a liquid drip down my face. I opened my eyes and everything was blurry. I shook my head lightly when a loud voice startled me, "Don't act anymore. Even con artists are better than you."

Looking up I saw a blurry figure. Resting my head on the wall I focused on the face and it turned out to be Tristan's.

"Where am I?"

"You're on the floor acting like you had lost consciousness." That's when it came, Melissa and him and their closeness. That thought alone made my stomach churn. I got up in a rush and lost my balance. I rested my body against the wall and as anger rushed through me I started standing more straight.

"I must be acting in your eyes but I don't expect you to believe me." I passed him and sat on the couch.

"Stop this drama and do your work." I knew there was no use in arguing with him so I opened the laptop to stop his mouth.

And then none of us argued anymore. Though my heart still remembered that sight as clearly as it happened a minute ago. I tried keeping the tears at bay and then I don't know when time passed by.

By the time I left work after submitting the presentation it was past twelve and that idiot offered to say his driver to drop me home. Looking at the time, I obviously didn't want to take any chances. So with a lot of grumbling and mumbling I accepted his offer.

By the time I reached it was near about one o' clock and I had already planned to sleep the moment I entered my apartment. I thanked the chauffeur and entered the complex. What I felt strange was that I felt like someone was following me. I turned around and saw in every direction but there was no one to be seen. Still, I felt like I was being seen. I walked in fast strides towards my building. I entered the lift and thankfully I only lived at the second floor. I went fast and there was no one following me. I half ran towards my apartment. I took out my keys fast and fiddled with it for a few minutes when I got it. I opened the door wide to enter when a loud shriek left my mouth as a whole lot of water ended on my head from somewhere. I removed the water from my face and a louder shriek escaped my mouth. this time in utter shock and horror. And my legs couldn't give in anymore. I painfully fell on the floor.

In front of me,the entire dining room had been destroyed. The table was turned upside down and all the chairs were above it. All the cushions of the sofa were torn. All the utensils, everything was broken. On the wall there were some words carved : 'It will be worse.'

I got up and started turning to run away when I tripped and instead of falling on the floor I landed in a set of arms. His arms were warm and masculine as his smell reached my nose. I looked at who that person is and then I got another shock of my life. It was none other than Tristan Ellison.

I looked at him with widened eyes still not believing what I saw. He looked at me and asked me in a ragged and hard voice, "What happened?"

Unable to say anything I just pointed to the open door of my apartment. He pulled me up with him and as I gained balance he went there. I had expected his facial expressions to change on looking at the horrid sight. But, surprisingly he didn't give any reaction. He behaved as if it was a usual sight for him. As for me, I burst into a second round of tears.

He pulled me into an embrace and softly said me, " It'll be fine. It's nothing. I'm there. Come here." I crushed my head in his chest and tightened my arms around him.

"Why did this happen? I mean who could do this? And what are you doing here? How did you know that something has happened? Did you do this?" I started babbling all my silly questions till he shouted , "Shut up."

"Why should I shut up? This isn't your office. You cannot shout on me here? And first you say me how do you know- And then he suddenly pulled me towards him and his lips touched my neck and his hands tightened around my waist.

Even though I shivered in ecstasy, I kept trying to pull out of his hold. The more hard I tried the more he would pull me closer. And due to my stupidity our bodies were completely touching each other. I could feel all of him and he could too. And that, I don't know why made me work even harder even though I would not ever win. In a swift moment he locked my hands behind my back making me arch my breasts more into his body and then I felt a slight twinge of pain which was instantly replaced with pleasure as I could feel his teeth sinking in my skin. And that probably turned me on more than anything. I bit my tongue in order to stop myself from moaning. Instead I buried my head in his chest in pleasure.

I opened my eyes as I saw a shadow lingering near the wall which made me suspicious because it was lingering there for quite sometime. From the way the silhouette of the man was standing I could see that he had something sharp in his left hand. His angle felt like he was planning to injure Mr. Ellison. No. Not kill him. But I wouldn't let him injure him. I am pretty sure that he has something to do with the disaster in my room and I wouldn't let him hurt Tristan too. But before I could do anything, Tristan retreated and that made the man escape.

"Someone was there!" I said pointing towards the direction.

"I know." He said casually.

"Then why didn't you go catch him?"

"Because he would escape either way."

"Or because you were afraid- "I won't be afraid to kiss you hard now." He said in a warning tone.

"Even though you can you won't."

"That's because I don't want to fulfill your petty dreams."

"But you still didn't answer me? Why are you here?"

"I am not explainable to you. And exactly what makes you think that you can ask me questions? And now you will come with me."

"Why?"

"Do you want to stay in that house?"

"No. I can go to my friend's house."

"No. Come with me."

And his tone pretty much made me bow down to him like every time. He walked towards the lift as I followed him. We entered the lift together and within seconds we were on the ground floor again. He led me to his car and we drove in silence. Today he didn't have a driver. He was driving as an uncomfortable silence spread between when I rolled down the window to let the fresh air in.

Everything that happened today came back to me. The coffee. His and Melissa's close proximity. Me being unconscious. My wrecked home and then the freshly got love bite whose stinging pain was now being cooled due to the fresh air.

"Why did you give me a love bite?"

"Love- bite? There was nothing called love in it. That was to make you to shut up."

"You cannot give that excuse."

"I can. I did it to divert your attention. And why are you even protesting after all I could feel you shivering in pleasure."

That made me blush as I looked down and then the car suddenly stopped to a halt.

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