Lust with the bad boy *hollyoaks*

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Mila looked up as Freddie walked in. She rolled her eyes and sighed. She had been avoiding him since she told him about the abortion. She couldn't even talk to him.

Freddie sighed and looked at her. "You can't avoid me Mila. We need to talk about what you said," he said.

"We have nothing to say. So I think you should leave. Preferably now," Mila said as she started getting ready to open up the pub.

Freddie rolled his eyes and sighed. "Look. You told me you aborted my baby. Then you tell me we have nothing to say? Sounds like you're in denial."

"Denial about what? I just don't want to talk to you.  Or do I have to spill my guts? Because I'm not going to do that Freddie. Leave me alone," Mila said. She didn't want to go through the pain of reliving the abortion. Especially as she wasn't over it.

***
Mila looked up as Isla walked in. She smiled slightly. "Are you okay?" She asked.

Isla nodded and sighed. "Think I need to stop moping around and try to get back to normal. But I'm so scared that the one who did this will come back," she admitted.

Mila smiled. "He won't hurt you again Isla. I promise."

"I don't know who he was. So I highly doubt someone can keep me safe. I mean. He could be sitting in the pub right now."

Mila could see how much her sister was struggling. She hated seeing how low she was. "It'll be okay."

***
Mila went to find Warren. She found him sitting in the coffee shop. She walked over and sighed. "Have you found who did it? I want him to pay."

Warren sighed. "I haven't found him yet. But I will. People owe me favours. I'm calling them all in."

Mila nodded. "Isla is suffering. She's right with one thing. He could be walking around this village now. Living it up like a big man and I want him dead."

"Yes. You've said. But just remember, this if we're found out, we're both going to jail for a long time," Warren said.

"I know. But Isla is my sister. And I want her to be okay. I wish she didn't have to go through this."

"We'll find who did this. I know we will."

***
Mila walked back into the pub. She saw Goldie there with Isla. Mila didn't want anyone to know that she and Warren were planning on killing the guy who raped Isla.

Mila got behind the bar and started serving drinks. Freddie walked in and smiled. "We're going to talk tonight. I don't care what you say. We're talking," he said.

Mila rolled her eyes. "Leave me alone."

"No. I won't. Because we really do need to talk. You can't say what you did," Freddie said.

Mila glared. "I'm trying to work here. Piss off. You left me. What am I meant to do? Wait for you? Raise a baby on my own until you decide you want to come back and we play happy families? No chance!"

Freddie glared. "I suggest you meet me tonight when you finish work and we're going to talk. End of discussion."

"You do not own me Freddie. I'm my own person and I will not listen to you at all," Mila said.

***
Freddie dragged Mila outside. He pushed her against the wall. She glared. "Do not drag me around like a possession!"

"Just shut up."

Mila slapped him. Freddie glared at her. They both stood glaring at each other. In the blink of a moment, their lips soon met in a passionate kiss.

Freddie lifted her up. He took down her thong and threw it on the floor. She unfastened his belt and somehow he pulled his jeans down.

Freddie roughly pushed into her and they both moaned in pleasure. Freddie started to move in and out of her.

Within moment, they both climaxed. Freddie put Mila down and they redressed. But would Mila regret it all?