Beating again

Chapter sixteen

Sasha's POV

"I am done with work. Do you wanna grab dinner first?" His voice gives me chills of satisfaction.

"No. I already ate." I reply and he agrees before hanging up.

"Was it him?" Jessie asks, her face just inches away from mine.

I told Jessie about Ethan. Yeah because my mouth is so light to remain closed, and it can be opened by just a passing of wind. But that didn't feel wrong. Opening up actually feels relieving.

Ethan called me 30 minutes back and told me he was about to get off work. I am glad that I let Jessie pick out my outfit, because I was in a tragedy of deciding what to wear.

I wore a peach toned dress with red lipstick, going to match it with black shoes and a black purse. It's so simple but looking at myself in the mirror, I feel satisfied about my whole look.

"Yeah" I nod twice with a smile on my face.

"You are so lucky. You are pretty, smart, you are already rich and you have your own company____" She says sitting down on my bed and looking away.

"Jessie, it's not my company. My office is just away from the headquarters but it's still my dad's company." I say interrupting her whole sentence. I know, I dream of making my own once, but I am not there yet.

"All the same. Look at me. I can't even get myself to fall in love."

I sit down and hold her hand in both of my hands. "Jessie, one day someone will love you heart and soul, and you will understand why it couldn't work out with anyone else." I nearly laugh at my own words. It's like a spinster advising a fellow spinster about marriage.

My phone chimes with a message and I check it.
Priest : I am outside your building.

I breathe in hard and get up from the bed, stretching my dress from any wrinkles. I pick up my purse and turn to look at Jessie.

"How do I look?" I ask for the last comment.

"Superb. He will surely lose his shit right away." She exaggerates and I let out a hearty laugh. "Next time you take me with you. I love classical music." She shouts at me while I move out and I don't reply.

I have been getting closer with Jessie lately than anyone else. I now trust her enough to leave her alone in my apartment and also tell her about who I meet.

When I get down, Ethan is waiting, while he taps on his phone. He is wearing a pair of black trousers, a white button up shirt and a black coat, and he looks so handsome. Surely men have it the easiest way.

"Hey." I say.

"Hi.". He also says as he gets his eyes from his phone to look at me, and his face turns amazed. "You look beautiful." He comments making me to blush.

"Thank you."

We take a 45 minutes ride to the theatre. Ethan chooses a back sit in an empty raw when we get in. We sit before the music starts.

The moment the music starts, I feel myself relax in my sit. There is a feeling that something has changed but I am not sure what. It feels like I have moved from one place to explore another. It just feels so soothing, relaxing and amazing.

I suddenly feel a strong hand on my thigh. I look down to see Ethan's hand gliding from my knee up as it pulls my dress up slowly. I shift my eyes to him. He doesn't give away anything in his expression. His eyes are looking straight to the stage.

His hand slowly creeps upwards. I hold my breath, trying to muffle any sound that dares to leave my mouth. His hand grips my inner thigh and proceeds to pull them apart. He slips his hand down the front of my underwear. I bite my lip to hold back the noise threatening to burst out of me.