His Despair by S. N. Nina Arthur (pocket ebook reader TXT) 📗

 

After I came back to Seattle, Allen was the first person I called and we decided to meet at the theatre. I missed him a lot and my happiness were at a peak when I saw his handsome face smiling at me. 

 

“How is everyone in your family?” he asked, his voice rumbling through his chest.

 

“They’re fine,” I replied, looking up at him smiling widely, he kissed my forehead and tightened his hold around me. 

 

“Are we going to stand like this whole day?” I said with a giggle, 

 

“Hm… don’t move, I missed this,” he replied hugging me tighter. 

 

“Allen!” I giggled while placing my hands on his waist and gently pushing him. He chuckled while removing his hands and moving back. He took my hand in his and we began walking inside the theatre. 

 

I was laughing out loud while watching the comedy movie, but Allen was quiet. I turned to him and saw him looking at me with a cute smile on his lips, “What? That was the best joke!” I said, surprised to see him not laughing at the joke. 

 

He shook his head and continued to watch me, I grabbed his face and turned to him, “Watch the movie,” I said giggling. I continued to laugh and enjoyed the movie while he enjoyed watching me and I didn’t disturb him, since somewhere deep inside me I was enjoying his attention. 

 

After watching the movie, we had dinner outside and came back to my apartment, as soon as I opened the door and stepped inside Allen turned to me and claimed my lips hungrily. He

pushed me up to the door while locking it and moving his hands to my waist. I kissed him back with the same intensity while placing my hands around his neck.

 

He lifted me up and I immediately wrapped my legs around his waist while kissing him like a horny woman. He walked us to my bedroom and kicked the door open. My chest was pressed hard against his while I was a moaning mess, he walked to my bed and climbed on it. He placed me on my bed gently without breaking the kiss. 

 

I could feel his bulge pressed against my belly and I was dripping wet down there, he pressed his hand on my breast, making me moan into his mouth, my hands automatically began removing his shirt buttons. 

 

He pulled away and helped me remove his shirt, he quickly pulled my top off my body and I was left with my bra, as his finger touched my skin I began laughing feeling ticklish, and he began ticking me hard and making me laugh out loud. 

 

“Allen,” I giggled while he continued to tickle me, 

 

“Stop!” I chuckled, but he ignored and enjoyed my misery, “I love you,” he said while claiming my lips again. 

 

“I love you too,” I whispered back, he pulled away and grinned at me while pressing his forehead to mine. 

 

***

Present 

 

**horn**

 

I blinked my tears away and tried to control myself, my past will never allow me to forget what happened with me. All the things Allen and I did will never be forgotten as my mind always makes me remember what I did and what he did to me. 

 

I took a deep breath while closing my eyes, “Forget him, Davina” I chatted inside my head and opened my eyes. I turned my head and saw Arthur staring at someone by my direction, I turned to the direction he was looking at and saw the same couple. I looked back at Arthur and noticed his facial features, he looked lost as if remembering something which hurt him deeply. The hurt was evident in his eyes. 

 

Maybe he’s remembering his moments with his ex-fiancée, my subconscious commented.  

 

Maybe! I replied back while looking at his face. 

 

All of a sudden he turned his face and looked straight ahead of him, I noticed the way he clenched his jaw and my eyes moved to his hands which were gripping the steering wheel tight making his knuckles go white. It was anger, his features were clearly indicating that. 

 

What might have happened between him and his fiancée that made him angry as he remembers it? A question popped in my head, which made me curious. 

 

***

 The drive to his parent’s place was quiet, his mood was the same and he looked very disturbed. I don’t know what made him this disturbed and hurt, the way he looked at the couple was something I never saw him do. His face was calm, but there was a glint in his eyes as if the couple remembered something he did before which hurt him deeply. 

 

I couldn’t take my mind off it, the look he had on his face was flashing in front of eyes, again and again, making me curious to know about it. 

 

As we entered through big double gates, the modern, beautiful mansion stood proudly covered by tall trees around it. Arthur drove us inside and stopped in front of the main door, one of the bodyguards walked to us and opened the car door for me. I stepped out of the car and glanced at Arthur, who was walking with me. 

 

He walked to me and took my hand in his, “Smile!” he said in a low and authoritative tone before I could say anything he began dragging me with him. We walked through the main door and into the spacious living room, his hold on my hand was firm and made me hiss out of pain it caused. He glanced at me and followed my sight, realising why I hissed he loosened the hold and looked away. 

 

“Arthur!” came a familiar voice which made Arthur stop walking, I looked up from Arthur to find Arthur’s father walking down the stairs with a big smile on his face. He genuinely looked happy to find Arthur here and It made my moments with my father flash in front of my eyes.