The Anonymous

Chapter 42: Cunning

But that's isn't exactly what happened, he quickly intercepted my hand and overpowered me by and slamming me on the bed.

"Aeon, what the fuck!" He roared.

"I'm trying to kill you." I snapped. "You bastard, you killed my father. I saw the video. You're a liar and a murderer!!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. "Get the fuck off me," I said, squirming.

Ashton held me down with eyes burning holds in me. I was kicking and screaming as the tears ran down my face; I wasn't supposed to lose control. I was supposed to have the upper hand.

"Aeon, I didn't," he said firmly. He lowed himself resting his body on top of me, releasing my hands. He didn't care that I was still holding weapons.

"Aeon, I would never do that. I'm not a monster."

"You've been lying to me you knew my father. You're a spy, aren't you? A mercenary hired to take him out. I know my father was part of the Federal U.N.I. "With those last words, Ashton snapped his head up, snatched the chopsticks out my hands, and threw them across the room.

"No, Aeon, that's not true. You have it all wrong, where did you get this information?"

"I know what you are," I said, narrowing my eyes.

"Aeon. Please tell me where did you get the information from?"

"Asia."

"Back at the house?" his voice was laced with anger.

"Yes!"

"Dammit, Aeon, I told you not to lie to me. Asia was playing you. She wanted me dead and knew how you'd react."

"Why we're you stand over my father's body? How pretended as if you had no idea."

"He was already dead when I got there. Then when I left to get help, the body was gone. Later we found out that someone put in your apartment after blowing up the building. They wanted to throw off the cops."

"So you had nothing to do with my father's death?"

"No, Aeon, I had nothing to do with his death. I knew him.'

"Was he an F.B.C agent?"

"Yes. Jesus Christ," he said, yelled, walking to the window. "Fuck Aeon!" he yelled, causing me to jump. "Never do that shit again. If you have just told me when I asked, I would have told you everything. She was playing on your ignorance."

"Well, that's not my fault, Ashton everything is top secret with you."

"I know. I'm trying to change that. That's why I gave you the promise ring."

"That's a very convenient thing to say by-the-way."

"But it's the truth; I've changed. I don't want to keep things from you anymore. Lately, I've been a war with myself. "Jérôme was right," He said in a low voice with his head against the glass window. "Keeping things a secret isn't the best way to protect anyone."

"So, you're taking the advice of the psychopath?"

"Not really. But remember you just tried to kill me, so you're not too far from him.

"Ashton!" I yelled.

"I'm sorry—bad joke. I want things to change between you and me. I don't want to keep things hidden from you. You've been putting yourself in danger, and I can have that anymore. In the morning, we can get whatever Asia gave you."

"Ok, I'm sorry."

"Aeon, I would never hurt you like that. I've gone a lot of fucked up shit, but one thing is true, I care for you, and I meant what I said earlier."

"What?"

"That you belong with me, and that will never happen again. He said, turning to face me fully naked. "Will it?" he said, walking over to me.

"It won't," I said, low my head. Ashton's hands cupped my face. I looked up at his now dark facial expression. I knew exactly what he wanted. "Consider this your punishment," he said in a dark, sexy tone.

I leaned into him and sucked on his manhood. With each suck and lick, I felt it growing bigger and bigger. Ashton was controlling my head, making it move back and forth along his shaft. With each thrust, I tried not to choke. My hands created circle motions to relieve myself of his length.

"That's enough, babe." He said, sounding a bit breathy.

Ashton leaned down and kissed me, igniting thousands of fires within me as we continued our night of passion. From the time I've met him, my whole world has turned upside down. I was filled with euphoria and happiness. I couldn't wish it no other way; I knew my life wouldn't be complete without him. I tried so hard to deny my true feelings for him. But I do care. After months of being separated and seeing him on the elevator, every single emotion I thought had been dissolved reemerged. I instantly regretted what I did with Unknown. I was so delighted when Ashton told me he didn't care about what I had done. I could have gone months and years without seeing him, and my feeling would have remained the same. Yeah, I got it bad. It's a terrifying and exhilarating feeling all in one. That night we explored and claimed each other as a lover. Unknown was a distant memory.

******** The next morning*****

The sun shined into the glass waking me up. I rolled over to see a sleeping Ashton. He was a sound sleeper I barely knew he was there. For the first time, in a long time, I saw him sleep-in. Looking back, he was always an early bird working out or doing work. Hmm, must be tired. I roasted from the bed, stretching up my arms towards the ceiling. It was a lovely sunny spring day in NYC. The windows were so massive as high as the ceiling; I was so annoyed that he had no curtains. I walked over to the nightstand and picked up remote pointing it in the direction of the windows. Suddenly the windows turned a dark tined-shade blocking out the sunlight. Cool. I felt pretty hungry and weak. My clothes were scattered on the floor, and I didn't want to put them on. I decided to look in one of Ashton's drawers for a T-shirt.

The man's drawers were organized and color-coordinated very impressively. Mines were the opposite, more like a scattered mess. After searching threw numerous drawers, I finally found the drawers containing white t-shirt draw. Every piece of the t-shirt was in pristine condition. I took one of the shirts from the back. A sheer nude piece of cloth stuck out it was out of place; I pulled on it, and what came up wasn't what I expected. It was a bra. "Aeon, you're up early?" I heard Ashton's husky voice in the background. I turned my head to see him yawing before looking back at what I was holding.

-Unknown?" I asked, puzzled.