NOTE:
This chapter contains a sexual scene.
The scene will start with this symbol "《《《《" and end with this symbol "》》》》" so you can skip it out.
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Savannah's POV
The driver's door finally opens, and Theo enters. "Hi, hope I didn't keep you waiting long." He says before starting the car.
"Don't worry, you didn't." I respond, trying to contain my excitement for what's to come next.
He drives to a secluded back corner of the parking lot. "I'm sorry this has got to do. We need to be quick." He adjusts his seat back and turns off his car.
I don't know how I feel about this. I hope we don't get caught. We are covered by the trees and bushes and the car windows are tinted, so it's not too bad. "You sure you can be quick?" I ask.
"If I want to be quick, I can be. Can you climb over?"
"Yeah." I climb over and straddle his lap on the seat. There's a lot of room here, considering there's a steering wheel in the way.
Theo's hands roam up my thighs, feeling all parts of me. The intense look in his eyes draws me closer. Leaning in, I connect his lips with mine. Our tongues roam around each other.
He unbuckles his belt, lowers his zip and pulls a condom from his pocket
"You're using a condom?" We never use condoms. We rely on the pullout method even though it's not the safest.
"Yeah, just thought it'll trap everything, so there won't be much to clean." He begins to open it.
"True, we can try it."
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He pulls his trousers down along with his boxers and wraps the condom around his dick.
Mmm, it looks bigger than ever. I need it inside me.
I pull my thong down and begin to adjust myself on top of Theo. He slowly pushes himself inside me and groans as soon as he's in.
With both of his hands on my waist, he holds me in place as he thrusts up and down, slow at first, making me want more as moans escape my lips.
I feel his fingers sinking deeper into me and his grip turns harder as he lifts me up and down. I start to feel pain in my pussy and hips from the roughness.
His motions start turning aggressive, and I get uncomfortable moving so much in this spot.
I feel the blood rushing to my head as he starts choking me with one of his hands whilst he continues to fuck me roughly.
I can't wait till this is over.
I withstand the pain, relying on the fact that he said he'd finish fast.
He drags me down and plants rushed kisses on my mouth, with his tongue roaming messily around. When he pulls away, I try to wipe my mouth dry then hold onto his shoulders as he starts moving me up and down faster and harder.
I'm so glad I didn't eat much because I'd be throwing it all up right now.
He finally stops, and I take a moment to catch my breath.
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"There are wipes in my glove box. Pass them over." His tone is flat.
I pause for a moment as I look at Theo. He doesn't even seem like he enjoyed having sex with me. He never spoke a word during it. He was so rough that I didn't like it, but I thought at least he did. He doesn't even look happy. I instantly feel worse.
I move to the passenger's seat and retrieve the wipes from the glove box. "You're prepared, aren't you?"
"Just give me one." He holds out his hand impatiently.
I pass him a wipe, and he begins to clean himself. I start doing the same before pulling my thong up.
Theo grabs the water bottle from his door pocket and unscrews the cap. "Here, drink some water. You did a lot of work being on top for once." He smirks as he passes me the bottle.
"That's so cheeky, I get on top... sometimes." I begin to sip the water.
"Hmm, maybe once every six months." He breaks into laughter. "Have some more."
I playfully slap his arm. "You liar." I start drinking some more, then pass it back to him.
He continues to laugh as he screws the cap back on the bottle and places it in his door pocket. "I'll put the mess in the bin, then go back to our table. You come like five mins after me. The keys are here. Make sure you lock the car."
I nod at him. "Okay." I open the mirror in the sun visor and see my hair and makeup are messed up. I start brushing my hair with my fingers and begin to get lipstick out of my bag.
"What are you doing?" Theo asks sternly.
With the lipstick in my hand, I give him a puzzled look. "What?"
"What are you doing?" He asks in the same tone.
"Putting on lipstick?"
"Leave that shit, you don't have time."
"It'll take me two seconds." I open my lipstick.
"Why can't you fucking listen? I told you to leave that shit." He says, pissed off.
I look at him, trying to figure out why he's being like this. It's only lipstick. "My face looks a mess, Theo."
"Your face always looks like that." He says bluntly.
I look at my face in the mirror and see so many imperfections. Surely he doesn't think that? "If I don't fix my makeup, they'll know we did something. They're not idiots."
"I don't fucking care. If I see that you've put on more makeup, then you can walk back to the fucking hotel. You're not going with me."
He exits the car and slams the door, making me wince. Tears slowly stream down my face. Why is he being so mean to me?
I search through his car, find a tissue, and dab my face dry. I want to cry more, but I refrain, as I don't want to mess up my makeup further.
I stare at myself in the mirror and try to blend my foundation into the parts around my mouth where it has been removed. I instantly stop as it makes it look worse and patchy. Shit. Why is this happening to me? I look so ugly. I'm so ugly. I feel like I have no lips when I don't put lipstick on. If I just put lipstick on, it'll at least help me look a bit normal.
But I can't. If I do I'll be stranded.
My eyes begin to water, so I hold the tissue to my waterline to stop it from falling and ruining my face more.
Get it together, Savannah. This night will be over soon. I take a deep breath in and a deep breath out. I close the mirror to stop looking and hating on myself. If I tell myself I look good, I will believe I look good.
I pack the wipes back in the glove box and exit the car. I lock the doors and make my way back to the table at the restaurant.
Emilia scoffs and gives me a disgusted look as I take my seat. "Could you really not wait?"
"Em." Dom interjects.
"No, Dom, she's such a fucking slut." She directs her cold eyes back to me. "Couldn't you wait?"
I pause in shock. I look over to Theo for help, but he does nothing.
"Em, don't speak like that, it's disgusting." Dom scolds her.
Emilia's mouth hangs open as she faces Dom. "But look at what she's done."
"Yeah, I know it's wrong, but there's a way to say it."
Emilia nods to Dom, then turns her evil eyes to me. "Are you going to explain yourself?"
"For what?" I ask.
Emilia scoffs. "We're not stupid, we know you both had sex."
"Why are you only saying things to me then?" I might as well ask the most obvious question.
"He's a man. He has no respect, but I expected better from you."
How is that fair? I look at Theo for help, but again, he does nothing. He's just blankly looking at Emilia.
Emilia begins to speak. "You know what, I wanted to do this in a nice way. And I didn't know if I was doing the right thing, but it's clear, you're not right for my brother."
"How?" I thought Emilia and I got along well. I genuinely thought she approved of me.
"I can just tell you use him for his money and sex... You know, when I was young, I met Rosie. She was perfect for him. She met Theo when he had nothing. She was his soulmate."
I'm honestly dumbfounded. Is she really bringing up Theo's dead ex? How do I reply without being disrespectful?
"You know she's dead?" I say straight up.
She rolls her eyes. "Ugh, yes, I know. Theo needs someone like her. You will never be as good as her."
I don't know how to reply at this point.
She takes an envelope out of her bag and gives it to Theo. "Everything you need to come home with us is in here."
With a startled expression, Theo glances at the envelope before turning his attention back to Emilia.
"What? What's happening?" I ask with confusion and concern.
"I'm giving Theo the chance to come home with us. If it wasn't clear, you're not invited. You gold-digging hoe."
"Em, what did I fucking tell you?" Dom starts.
"Don't speak to Emilia like that." Finally, Theo speaks up, defending the wrong person.
"Oh, so you can fucking talk?" Dom confronts Theo.
"Dom, please don't." Emilia pleads.
"Nah, he can't even defend his girl. You're a fucking bitch." He directs his insult to Theo.
"Who are you calling a bitch?" Theo spits out with his eyes narrowed.
"You. You ain't no man. You can't even back your girl. Truth is, you don't deserve her."
"You'd know, wouldn't you?" Theo says sarcastically.
"Yeah." Dom pauses as he looks at me. "I've seen enough to know."
Theo starts to laugh. "Where did you find this clown?" He asks Emilia mockingly.
"We're leaving. I'm not staying at this fucking table any more than I need to." Dom pulls out his wallet, places a few notes on the table, and starts to rise from his seat.
"Stay, Emilia, let him go." Theo instructs his sister.
Emilia appears conflicted as she struggles to choose who to follow, while Dom, without hesitation, walks away.
She turns to Theo with a look of regret. "I'm sorry, Theo." Then follows Dom.
I glance at Theo, who appears almost hurt. He knows he has no control over his sister.
I sit there waiting for Theo to do or say something. He finally clears his throat and asks. "Are you okay?"
I stare at him blankly. "Yeah." I lie. I'm still upset about his actions towards me in the car and now how his sister treated me disrespectfully while he did nothing.
He nods at me, then signals the waiter for the bill. Thats it? That's all he's going to do?
He pays the remainder for the meal, then places the envelope in his suit pocket and begins to walk out of the restaurant with me following closely behind. Surely he's not thinking of leaving me, is he?
We walk in silence to his car, and once we are seated, he pauses briefly before starting the engine. I don't know what to do or say.
On the way to the hotel, I feel my phone buzz.
Unsaved Number:
Let me know when you're back at the hotel. I need to speak to you.
I decide to ignore Dom's message. I want nothing to do with him.
When we enter the apartment doors, we are greeted by the others who are sat on the sofa together watching TV. While Theo ignores them and heads directly to his room, I try my best to quickly reply to everyone before following after him.
When Theo sits at the end of the bed, I finally decide to speak up. "What Emilia did wasn't nice at all."
With his eyes fixed on the floor, he replies with an "Mm-hmm."
"Calling me a hoe and a gold digger and even comparing me to Rosie."
"Mm-hmm."
What are these replies? "You're not thinking of leaving, are you?" I ask straight up.
He hesitates for a moment. "No, Savannah." He replies, avoiding eye contact.
I don't believe him, but I have no choice but to believe him.
I feel my phone buzz again.
Unsaved Number:
I know you're back at the hotel. I'm in room 205. If you're not here in 15 mins, I'll tell Theo everything that happened between us.
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A/N
Wow!!
What do you think Savannah should do?
Will Theo really leave??😰
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