Territorial

Chapter Twenty Five // You know what

Song: Born to die - Lana Del Rey

LYRA'S POV

"What the fuck were you thinking?"

Oh shit....

"You could have got yourself killed!"

"I got what you wanted didn't I?" He turned to face me, rage burning in his eyes and then turned away quickly, running his hands through his thick hair, obviously frustrated. When I collected the papers from the house, I immediately left the bar, scared that Damien would recover from the drugged drink. By the time I went back to the bar, it was a lot busier than when I first arrived, lucky for me, that meant that I left unnoticed. As soon as I was out of the carpark for the bar, Sebastian was pacing next to the car, shouting at Nico, obviously stressing.

"Oh boooyyss," I shouted in a singing like voice, which made them all immediately turn to me. "Guess what I found," I tease, waving the folded papers in my hand, expected to be greeted with excitement and praise that I was actually able to retrieve something, instead the complete opposite. Sebastian hurriedly stalked towards me, tightly grasping my arm and yanking towards Nico's car. "Seb what the fuck?"

"You don't realise what could have just happened there, Lyra," he yanked open the door and basically threw me like a rag doll inside it. "I'll speak to you when we get home."

Which brings us to now....

"DO YOU REALISE WHO YOU WERE DEALING WITH? You were dealing with the fucking son of Adrian, he's a sick fuck Lyra, God knows what could of happened to you." His face was a deep red, as he paced back and forth across his office, loosening his tie and undoing his top buttons.

"Actually I do know what could have happened to me, because he tried to drug my drink, but IM NOT FUCKING STUPID SEBASTIAN." my little outburst caused him to slowly and menacing turn towards me and stare me down. He slowly walked towards me, his eyes never leaving mine once, and his chest heaving in anger. Feeling unsettled by his sudden silence, I take step backs away from him until the office wall restricts me from going further. He finally ended up only a few inches away from me, looking down at me with a cold chilling look in his eyes. he then brought a hand up to my throat, fully wrapping around it, and squeezing slightly like a warning.

"Lose the fucking attitude doll," he slightly squeezes again which makes me take a deep breath but I remain strong.

"I knew what the risks were Sebastian, and I was willing to take them."

"That wasn't your choice to make."

"Who's was it then, yours?" This made his eyebrows furrow for a second but he remained exactly where he was.

"He's dangerous Lyra." How fucking dare he. This man had his hand wrapped around my throat and he had the audacity to call the other guy who treated me with a little bit of respect, something that Sebastian never did.

"Oh and you aren't? You're both as bad as each other." His face suddenly turned from cold to hurt. I could tell that effected him. Even if it was just a little bit. He quickly saved himself as a smirk laced his face and I could tell he was thinking of something. Without any warning, his hand trails up my thigh and possessively cups my heat.

"Cmon doll, don't lie to me, your telling me this doesn't turn you on." I never break eye contact with him as he slowly pulls up the length of my dress, until he is able to touch the fabric of my lacey thong. He agonisingly slowly, fingers my thong to one side and runs a finger through my wet folds, making me instinctively stifle a moan. "That's what I thought." He continued to tease around my clit, as his hand remained around my throat and his eyes bore into mine. This had to stop. This constant confusion between us. Every conflict ending up with me succumbing to our desires. I couldn't do this again.