The Elites

Chapter 90

"Stay with me tonight."

Natalie froze.
In a different world and a completely different situation, she'd have actually payed him mind, but this was not a different world. The man in front of her was drunk and out of his mind. He had no idea what he was talking about and was probably going to forget it all by morning. The irony.

She went back to pulling his socks off.

"I'm not playing." He told her. "I mean every word. I want to stay here tonight, with you-"

"Are you going to do it?"

She cut him off because she had had enough, enough of hiding it, enough of being in conflict with her conscience. She needed to know, she needed the truth. She raised her head to meet his. "What Susan said the other day." He frowned immediately.

She noticed.
Maybe he wasn't that drunk anyway.

"I don't want to talk about it."

"You can't do it." She told him. "You can't listen to her. You shouldn't let her get in your head."

He scoffed.

"You should mind your own business and stop worrying about mine." He glared at her.

That was it. The old Christian was back, the mean one, the man she had married. Maybe he was right, maybe she was doing too much, maybe she needed to mind her business from that moment onwards. What was she thinking? She was done. This man in front of her was just too arrogant to be dealt with. She just couldn't.

She got up slowly and grabbed her pillow.

"Get into the robe and make yourself comfortable."
She turned to leave when his hand grabbed hers.

It was the first time.
The first time he ever touched her. The first time he ever grabbed her hand or stopped her from walking away. She froze as felt a cold chill pass through her spine.

She turned.

"Don't leave." He told her, staring deeply into her eyes. "Stay."

Was that some kind of a joke?

"I'm sorry."

That was also the first time he had ever told her those words. The first time he had ever said those words to anyone.

"I'm sorry I was mean to you earlier I just-" he drew a deep breath. "I don't want to be alone right now. I can't be alone right now or I don't know what I'd do."

Were those tears making his eyes glitter? Christian had tears in his eyes? Like real tears? Wow. Natalie could feel her entire body go numb. What exactly was going on with him?

"Natalie," he took a step towards her. "Natalie I did something horrible today. I made a very bad decision just like she wanted. I did what she wanted without even realizing it."

"Christian-"

"And you know what's worse? I didn't do it because she asked me to, I did it because I wanted to. I can't let everything go down the drain, I can't let anyone take what's mine. I just can't-"

He quickly placed a hand on her cheek, his eyes looking deep in hers. She didn't stop him. She was lost in his eyes. At that moment, it felt like Natalie had lost words to say.

"I need someone to talk to, don't leave me." He begged her. "I just need a distraction. I don't want to think of anything else. I just want it to go away even if it's just for a short moment. I want to feel something, anything else besides this anger and guilt I just- I don't want to be alone."

Natalie had tears clouding her eyes too. Seeing him that way, seeing him so sad broke her heart. How was his sadness so contagious?

"What is going on with you Christian?" She asked because she really wanted to know. "I'm worried sick about you and I can't help you if you don't talk to me-"

Christian placed his other hand on the other side of her face immediately, pushed himself closer to her and then kissed her deeply, cutting her off and making her choke on her words. He pushed himself on her gently, pushing her to the table with his mouth still on hers.

Perfect timing.

Natalie didn't know what was going on, but she found herself giving in to him. She didn't stop him at all. Why? Why was she letting him in so easily? How was she letting him do what he wanted? She couldn't stop him, she didn't want to. She thought she had it in her but all that toughness tendered under his embrace, the very moment he grabbed her arm. She was roped into the moment just like he was.

With one swipe of his hands, everything on the table came crashing into the ground and he pulled Natalie on top of it at once, his mouth kissing her neck slowly as he took off what was left of his shirt and threw it right on the ground.

"Christian."

She could only call out his name in a whisper because he was doing things to her, things she couldn't explain. He grabbed on to the neck of her nightdress and ripped it apart. Hunger, he was hungry for her, he wanted her and he wanted her immediately. She could feel the warmth on her chest as her bare skin rubbed his.

"Christian." She whispered his name again. This man had her under his control and there was absolutely nothing she could do about it. Her body was unintentionally doing everything he wanted. She wanted it, she wanted him. She wasn't hiding it, she possibly couldn't.

Christian reached for the lights. It went off and everything else became history.