Red

CHAPTER TWELVE

Jacob

I woke up feeling refreshed. The weight on my left side was a blessing. I looked down at Rhiannon to see her luscious ass cheeks peeking out the duvet, and her tits pushed against my ribs. I stroked my hand through her never ending curls, revelling in the silky feel against my fingertips, while admiring her beauty. Last night had been beyond words. I was still in shock that she'd agreed to my proposal.

She stirred, her head lifting to face me, as her eyes fluttered open. Tiny pieces of sleep were stuck to the corners of her eyes and they were watering slightly. No woman looked this stunning when they woke up. Or at least they didn't to me. She was beyond perfect.

"Morning," she croaked, yawning into her hand. "What time is it?"

"Why? Got somewhere to be?" I joked, earning a small giggle. She lifted further until we were face to face.

"Yeah, here" she placed a tender kiss to my lips then raked her hands down my chest, her nails clawing softly at my pecks and abs. Her head descended with her and I knew I was about to have a perfect morning.

Her lips were soft and wet against my torso, shooting tiny sparks of excitement straight to my cock at each touch. As she reached her destination, her tiny hands clasped around me; pumping slowly as she used her tongue to tease. She stilled her mouth and I knew she was about to wrap those plump lips around my tip when the intercom for my apartment made a noise. I jerked upwards in shock.

"Leave it baby" she purred, finally letting her mouth take me. I groaned at the pleasure, forgetting all about the buzzer as I watched her face morph into desire. I thought we were off the hook when the intercom sounded again. I cursed on a growl. I was about to leave it when my phone buzzed too.

"Jesus Christ!" I yelled, and Rhiannon sighed.

My face paled, nausea making an appearance when I saw the caller ID. "Shit, Red, it's your dad"

She jerked up faster than a lightning strike, her eyes wide with panic. But I couldn't help notice how swollen and wet her lips were from her recent activity, causing a smile to erupt on my face. It died instantly when I was reminded of why we were no longer completing that activity.

"What do we do?!" I looked at her for help, but she was just as lost as I was.

"I'll hide, he won't come in here, will he?" She scurried towards her clothes, chucking her underwear on before throwing the rest on her. Disappointment filled my bones, as well as anger. How I was going to hold this in; I had no clue.

"You didn't leave anything out there did you?" I motioned to my lounge and dining area and she shook her head, no.

"Okay, I'll answer the door and have him gone. Don't worry." I pecked her forehead, lingering for longer than needed, and made my way to the door while chucking a T-shirt over my head and attempting to pull my boxers up.

I answered the intercom to a shouting Mr Red, only fuelling my anger more. "What took you so long? I've been standing in this lobby for nearly ten minutes!-" he carried on yelling for everyone to hear, so I pressed the buzzer and let it fly over my head.

I turned my head to see Rhiannon in the door way with a sympathetic smile on her face. I smiled back, hoping to god he didn't somehow know she was here.

Within seconds he was banging the door down to my apartment. I opened the door to be pushed backwards into the wall as he shoved the door open. My blood was officially boiling.

"What can I do for you?" I asked, taking deep breaths.

He walked around the living area before answering. "I just wanted to know if you had seen my daughter?" He looked at me with a warning look. I swallowed audibly. Surely he didn't know?

"Er, no, no, I haven't. Why?" I made sure I sounded as confused as possible, furrowing my eyebrows and hiding my panic.

He eyed me, narrowed eyes and stiff posture. "She didn't come home last night. Last time something happened, you were with her. I'll phone her" he reached his phone out and my eyes widened.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Shit!!!!

My heart was pounding. I hope to god she heard him and had this under control. I waited, shaking uncontrollably, as he dialled her number. My body was stiff, and all sound became non-existent as I waited to hear that ringtone in my bedroom, and for Mr Red to give me a right hook.

Silence followed. And again. And again. No ringtone.

"Seems she's not picking up." He turned back to face me. "Hello, Angel, it's me, your dad. I'm worried because you didn't come home last night, call me back please."

My shoulders slumped, a flow of relief weaving through me. I'd never been so scared in my entire life. I realised now why Rhiannon was so hesitant to agree to my proposal, it was risky. Right now proved it. I was about to offer him a drink when a ding! Filled my ears. Confusing it for my own phone, I didn't say anything. But then I saw Mr Reds face. The phone was still in his hand, voicemail finished, but he was fuming. It took me a second to realise he thought that noise was coming from Rhiannon's phone. Shit.

He gave me a death stare, his eyes in slits and jaw locked. "You better hope that's your phone!" He pushed past me, knocking me into the corner of the table, storming down my hallway.

"Where are you going?!" I yelled, jogging to catch up with him. He was heading for my room. Fuck!

He didn't respond so I ran faster. This wasn't about to happen. I'd be fired and most likely have a hitman after me if he sees Rhiannon in my bedroom.

The door swung open, his footsteps heavy across the soft grey rug. I heard him chucking things around. "Rhiannon! Where are you!" He shouted.

I rushed in, trying to calm him down. "Jesus Christ, Mr Red! She's not here. Why would she be here!"

He looked at me, stopping his ridiculous behaviour and placing down my pillows. Pillows that most likely smelt strong with Rhiannon's perfume and shampoo. Panic had filtered through me again and I hoped to god she hadn't left anything out on the floor. But I had to wonder, where was she? The only place was the wardrobe or under the bed.

"Listen to me, boy! If I find out that you've laid as much as a finger on her; I'll destroy you!" He walked out, slamming my front door as he went.

To say I couldn't breath would be right. I was full on hyperventilating. "Rhiannon?"

I heard shuffling, then the wardrobe door creaked open. She had tears running down her cheeks.

"Baby, are you okay?" I pulled he into my embrace, stroking her hair.

She pushed away gently, shaking her head. "I'm sorry, I need to go" she collected her things and rushed towards the door.

"Wait, where are you going?!" I yelled. What the hell?

"I'm sorry, Jacob" she turned, a sad expression on her face. "I'm so sorry. I just can't do this. It's over."

I ran after her but she was out the door and in the elevator before I could stop her. She'd left before we had even started. I punched the wall in anger, screaming.

The one woman I let in, a woman I was willing to give all to, and she walked away. She fucking left.