Hurt

Chapter Five.

Abigail|

As we approached Mona's bakery I turned my head towards him in full confusion.

"Why are we at the bakery?" I asked while unbuckling my seatbelt right as he did. Before he could answer he got out the car which I of course followed almost as if I was in a rush. I nearly slammed the door which caused him to stop in his tracks.

"Watch it, be as aggressive as you want with me but never with Roxy." He jokingly said while pointing a finger at me. He named his damn car Roxy. Thankfully though, he left his Attitude back at the rooftop. I rolled my eyes and walked up to the door of the bakery.

"What are we doing here Harry." I asked once again not being able to hide the annoyance in my voice any longer. I crossed my arms and leaned against the corner of the door as I waited for him to answer me.

" I wanted to be alone with you, have a cup of coffee and try to be as honest as I can." He said now right infornt of me. " Plus, since the project will begin this week. I have a spare key" He smiled while shoving the loose key into the lock. After struggling to what had seemed to be forever, I shoved him over and took over the key opening the door in seconds.

" I don't drink coffee, I thought I mentioned this" I said while handing him the key and quickly turning on the front lights of the bakery and turning off the alarm system before it rang.  I heard him close and lock the door behind us. I decided to get behind the counter to begin making something for us to drink and began to wonder what explanation he could possibly give me, having a fiancé is pretty damn self-explanatory if you ask me.

"Okay, where should I start.. " Before he finished his sentence I turned around to look at him. He was leaning against the other side of the counter with his eyes of course, on me.

"How about you start with explaining why you fucked me the way you did without telling me about your engagement, Harry." I fiercely said while getting closer to him on the counter, suddenly beginning to feel the anger I felt the moment Mona had told me the news I was no where near aware of. I looked down down at his ring, which he of course did not wear the night I saw him at the bar. There was no way I could have missed it. He looked down at his finger and let out a big sigh, immediately taking the ring off and putting it into the pocket of the suit he was wearing. I turned back around to pick up the two cups of hot chocolate and handing it over to him.

" Speak." I demanded while blowing some cool air into my cup.

" This isn't a typical engagement. In college, my family struggled a lot with money, they weren't able to meet deadlines with payments for the school. Mona and carl even used to help pitch in, making me feel beyond uncomfortable. I don't know, I hated knowing I couldn't do things for myself.. So I started hanging out with some Russian frat boys, they asked me if I wanted to make extra cash and of course I couldn't deny the offer. One of their dads was hard core, is, hard core. He sold drugs to everyone no matter the age, owned clubs, did dirty work, I used to do things for him no one would imagine me doing..anyways fast forward I wanted to get out that business. I was changing, becoming way more aggressive. None of them were okay with me leaving though."

My heart slowly began to race thinking of what they could have possibly done to him next. He played with his fingers, and for the first time tonight he hadn't looked up at me not once.

"I tried to hide from them for years, transferred school everything was fine. They found me one day and beat the living cramp out of me, hospitalized and all. They told me to do one more favor for them and I could be out the game if I could marry his daug.."

" And that favor was to marry his daughter?" I chuckled rudely interrupting him. He looked up at me with no emotion in his face making me regret even opening my mouth. "Sorry.. go on" I almost whispered while taking a sip of my drink.

"She was stuck in Russia alone while her whole family was here in the US, she didn't want to step foot in this country. She absoulelty hated the people here and hated her father even more for the things he has done. He told me he'd pay me 5 grand to marry her and help her get her green card so she can legally stay here for good but I was strictly advised to keep this to myself so that everything can run smoothly and I could be left alone for good."

He finally finished and I was beyond shocked at what I was told. That was no where near what I expected to hear, and I was definitely surprised at how honest he was with me about everything that had happened.  I walked over the other side of the counter to meet him.

"Thank you for your honesty, I didn't expect you to share something as personal as that with me being that you just met me.." I said while softly touching his arm. He looked down at my hand, I could notice he was surprised by my actions, this was the most gentle contact we've had yet. He took me by surprise when he held my hand and pulled me closer to him leaving no space in between us what's so ever. My chest tightly against his, leaving me no choice but to stare into his eyes once again.

" I like you Abigail." He said while putting one of his warm hands on the back of my neck and the other gently taking a hold of my arm.

" I've never been with a women like you before, the way our body synced and how relaxed I felt having your body near me was a rush I've never felt in my whole 26 years of living." My body began to weaken as he expressed himself, I was in disbelief as he took the words right out my mouth.

"Please tell me you feel the same Abi" he whispered as he placed very small, soft kisses on my cheek.

"Fuck Harry.. why do you make me feel this way." I responded while I closed my eyes and brought my hand up to hold his. He slowly began kissing my jawline never speeding up the pace of his slow teasing rhythm.

"Why didn't you look for me after I left Harry.." I whispered surprised at what had slipped out my mouth.

"Why did you leave my apartment like I was just a piece of meat Abi" He whispered in my ear, his warm breath sent shivers all over my entire body reminding me of the night on his couch that I clearly couldn't seem to forget.

"Touche" I responded furiously crashing my lips on to his, no longer being able to control myself. As I felt him quickly grin on my lips I couldn't help but feel confident on what a I had just did. He finally  began kissing me back. The kiss started off extremely slow, his tongue brushed mine aggressively but yet so gently. He was hungry for me, as I was for him. His hands slowly began to grip my firmly bum which drove me crazy, I lightly gasp into his mouth as I unintentionally broke off the kiss. I could tell my reaction satisfied him as he brought his bottom lip in between his teeth and began to rise my long tight dress up to my thigh, thankfully my ass stopped it from rising all the way.

"Harry not here." I said while I unknowingly placed small kisses on his neck. He laughed at how my words were no where near matching my actions.

"Yes here, no one will ever know." He responded while he walked over near the door, I watched him turn off the lights and quickly rushed over back to me and lifted me off the ground. I wrapped my legs tightly around his waist and brought my arms to his neck. Thankfully there were only cameras outside of the bakery and in Mona's office, I couldn't even begin to imagine how she would react to seeing what was about to go on in her shop right now.  He walked over to the only large table in the bakery, customers would typically argue over it being that the palace was so small. He placed me on the table gently and his lips met mine once again.

" Let's see if your sex game is just as good sober yeah?" He said while adding a light chuckle. I opened my mouth in shock as he challenged me. I pushed him away a bit to stand up, quickly kicking off my heels. Immediately our height difference changed, fuck, who doesn't like a tall man. He looked at me a bit confused as I began to tie up my long black hair with a hair tie that was always kept on my wrist. I placed a wet kiss on his lips before I squatted down on my knees and looked up at him. As he began to figure out what was about to happen, his area couldn't hide any longer as it began to grow larger than before right in front of my eyes. I slowly rubbed my small hands against his hard print making his head tilt back a bit. I decided to add some kisses with a bit of tongue on his erection leaving wet spots on his black slacks, wanting him to tease him a bit more before actually bringing his pants down and taking him into my mouth.

"God Abigail, please." He begged. I loved hearing him say my name.

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