Deep love: insatiable lover

-It looks like you really want to come with me.

Dylan laughed lightly and went to hug Vanessa. She was startled and hurriedly drank the milk from her cup.

Vanessa felt better after drinking the hot milk.

Of course, even so, I was not grateful to Dylan for it.

-Can you go now, Dylan, I beg you, don’t appear in front of me again, can you?

Vanessa was really fed up.

-Are you really letting me go?

Dylan looked at Vanessa with a smirk, a look that made Vanessa’s teeth grind with hatred.

It was always like that, every time.

-Who do you think you are? Do you really think the whole world revolves around you, Dylan? Do you really think I have to trust you? Don’t you think it’s too much? There is no one in this world who is inseparable from anyone.

Vanessa seemed to be venting her old frustration.

His chest shook violently with anger at the roar.

I had had enough.

-Why can’t you leave me alone? Did I do something bad to you in my last life? Why do you have to torture me so much in this life?

If this continued, Vanessa was sure she would go mad.

Dylan looked at Vanessa in a daze, not expecting her to explode.

Seeing her hysterical and desperate, Dylan’s heart ached.

He also wondered why she didn’t let him go.

-Vanessa, do you think I want to do this? But what can I do? You’re like a poison directed specifically at me and you’ve hooked me for a long time, how can I stop?

Even if they hated him, he wanted to be near or in Vanessa’s heart all the time.

-You don’t know? Heh, who would believe such words.

Vanessa grimaced as she took a deep breath and said:

-Anyway, can I ask you to stay away from me, please? Now all I have to do is look at you and think of that night when they drugged me, tied me to the bed and let me wait in despair for their humiliation and torture, suffering from disgust and a death wish. I’ve had enough, leave me alone.

“Do you think it’s okay because it hasn’t left a wound in my heart? God knows how tormented I have been these days.”

-You know what? Whenever I close my eyes I think of that night, of the hands that caressed my body, of the humiliating words that were whispered in my ear. I take long showers every day, even when my skin is broken I don’t think it’s clean enough. What more do you want from me? Do you want me to die, Dylan?

Vanessa made a grim and desperate grimace.

-Why should I be forced? Dylan, you’re so cruel, Dylan, I really hate you, I want you to die.

Vanessa crouched down and buried her face in her palms, her shoulders shaking.

I was really on the verge of collapse.

Dylan looked at Vanessa in amazement, not realising that this was how he got through each day.

He felt guilty for the pleasure he took in knowing that she was not traumatised.

-I’m sorry.

Dylan apologised to someone for the first time. Unfortunately, forgiveness had been useless a long time ago.

-I don’t need you to be sorry, I just want you to leave me alone. Dylan, I’m begging you, I’m begging you to leave me alone, okay?

Dylan clutched the glass in his hand, his chest heaving with the same anger.

So what if he felt pain or guilt?

He still did not let go, even until his death.

Taking a deep breath to calm himself, Dylan said calmly.

-Do you want to know what happened with Enrique’s car accident?

Vanessa raised her head to look at him.

-You…

The next second, he drew his lips into a mocking smile and said

-What does Mr Dylan want me to give him in return? Anything if I can do it.

Dylan opened his mouth and was about to say something when Vanessa interrupted him.

-Mr Dylan, I’m the one asking you, so I’m willing to do whatever you want me to do. You shouldn’t miss such a great opportunity, should you?

Vanessa laughed with a grimace on her face.

Dylan narrowed his eyes, a few moments of coldness coming out of his dark eyes.

He was getting angry, because of his current attitude.

-No? How about twice, or maybe three times is okay? Or, how many times did you say? Of course, it’s just a favour to ask, even if you agree to sleep with you, there’s a limit. Think about it, and I’ll say yes as long as your conditions aren’t too much.

Vanessa smiled, and the wider the smile on her face, the colder her eyes became.

-I don’t need anything from you in return.

Dylan said, frowning.

-You don’t need to? How can that be? -Why do that kind of money-losing business? Don’t be ridiculous. How about this, how about I stay with you for a week? As long as you can investigate Enrique’s car accident and provide enough evidence for me, I’ll stay with you for a week. How’s that? That’s a good deal, right?

Vanessa narrowed her eyes and looked at Dylan with a flirtatious smile.

-You’re still interested in my body anyway, aren’t you? Why go to all that trouble when it’s a win-win.

-That’s enough. Dylan gave Vanessa a cold look:

-I said I don’t want anything in return.

He swore that if he stayed any longer he would do something out of control.

I didn’t want to hurt Vanessa.

-There is no reward. Even if you say you don’t need it, I wouldn’t dare say yes. Or are you worried that I won’t keep my word?

Vanessa suddenly stood up and approached Dylan, looking at him.

-I can keep my promise right now, do you want to try?

Long, white fingers dug into his chest, deliberately ambiguous and lightly traced. Vanessa smiled seductively, her eyes full of coquetry.

He did so as if he were trading goods with Dylan.

He looked at her, his eyes sharp.

As Vanessa’s hand movements became more and more excessive, Dylan gave her wrist a tug.

-That’s enough.

-How can it be enough, aren’t you bothering me because you haven’t lost interest in my body yet? Then hold me, once is not enough, then two, two is not enough, then three. Anyway, it’s just the body, and when you get bored of it, I’ll get out of your life on my own, won’t I?

Vanessa scoffed.

-It is difficult to see.

Dylan’s eyes suddenly went soft, as if the anger he had just felt was his own fault.

Vanessa gave him a puzzled look.

-You’re not like that,” said Dylan.

He took Vanessa’s hand, his deep eyes seemed to want to see through her.This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.