Chapter-8
Diana Thomas's POV
I looked at myself in the mirror for the last time and sighed. I wore a black dress that hugged my every inch. It doesn't have any sleeves, so my cleavage can be seen a little. I hate this dress, but mom made me wear this. So no option.
I let my hair down like he likes. I don't know why, but I wanted to do it. Today is Saturday. It's been one day. Today morning my mother and brother were in full swing asking questions about what happened last night. I just made up some lies and said that I am not interested. Though my brother believed it, my mother saw through my lies and gave me a look that said we will talk later.
The whole day I kept recollecting what happened last night. I even shed a few tears. I just want to call him and shout at him and ask him what does he mean by he won't kiss me again and why he behaved like a heartless man when he dropped me home.
"Baby girl are you ready?", my mother called out from the living room.
"Yeah mom coming", I took a last look at myself in the mirror and came out. I went down stairs and saw that mom is waiting there. She is wearing a dark red dress, that reached her knees and it has sleeves. The dress have sleeves and it looks beautiful on her. Though she is in her mid-forties, she is still thin.
"Look, the birth boy is taking a lot of time in getting ready", my mother said while looking at her watch.
"Derek! Come out soon!", I yelled at him.
Today is his birthday and we planned to go out to celebrate it. We are going to a club tonight. We ladies got ready an hour ago, but the birthday boy still didn't.
My brother's door opened and he came out wearing a pair of jeans and black jacket, with a t-shirt inside. He came out and posed in front of us like a Hollywood hero.
"How do I look?", he asked us both.
"You first zip your pants", my mother said and I started laughing. My brother soon turned around and zipped his pant. I still can't stop laughing.
"Now!", he asked with a smile again.
"Did you wear your underwear? You always forget! Don't forget today!", my mother scolded. My laughter only increased. I am holding my stomach. My brother glared at me. I stopped, at least controlled myself from laughing more.
"I am sorry. I can't stop myself", I apologized looking down and laughing a little.
"You look good my boy. I am sure girls will swoon over you", my mother said with a serious expression.
"What about boys?", he asked.
"Oh we should find it out in the club", my mother said and we came out of the house. Mom locked it and we sat in the car. I sat in the back seat. Mom sat beside Derek. Soon we are off into the traffic of the city. It's seven in the night.
We reached the club and went inside. Though there is a big line, my mother knows someone there, so they let us go inside soon. I hate clubs! I always hated them. My brother and I are fully drunk. My brother is dancing like crazy on the dance floor, for the rock song. My mother sat beside me. A girl came and started twirking on him. He moved away, but she wouldn't stop.
"Looks like your brother need some help", she said as she stood up and went near them.
I felt the need to go to washroom. I stood up and searched for it. I feel clumsy. I cannot take straight steps. However I found a bathroom and went in. I did my job and came out. I washed my hands while singing.
Inky Pinky Ponky.
Father has a donkey.
Inky Pinky Ponky.
Father has a donkey.
Inky Pinky Ponk- Wait a minute! What comes after that? I wondered as I put a hand on my chin thinking, while looking up at the slab and came out of the washroom. I took a few steps, but soon crashed into a wall. I was about to fall when I was caught by two arms. I looked up to see who it is, but I can't, cause my vision is becoming blurry.
"Diana", I hear his voice. I must be dreaming.
"Inky Pinky- I... m-m-mean who arrrrre youuu", I slurred.
"It's me. Your boss".
"Oh! So you are my hoooot sexyyy Italiaaaan boss, Maaartinn?", I asked, as I blinked a few times to see clearly. I can now see his face clearly. Yes, he is Martin. He looks amused.
"Yes, I am", he said, while the corner of his lips twitched into a smile.
"Marinnn!", I jumped out of his arms and hugged him tightly again. His arms are wrapped around my body too. I pulled away and looked at him.
"You drank so much Cara Mia. It's not good for health", he scolded.
"But I want another drink", I whined.
"No! We are going home! Already all the men are looking at you like piece of meat! I don't want men watching at what's mine! Come!", he said as he took me in his arms bridal style. I put my arms around his neck.
"Inky Pinky Ponky Father Has A Donkey-".
"Did you come here with anyone?", he asked. I put my forefinger on my chin to think.
"No".
"You came alone?", he asked angrily.
"No".
"What?".
"I don't remember", I pouted and cried as I couldn't remember whom I came with.
"Oh no Cara Mia! Don't cry! I will take you home, okay?".
"Your home?", I asked, as I rubbed the tears away.
"Yes. My home", he said, as he put me in his car.
"Yay!", I squealed. He sat beside me and didn't even look at him.
If he is sitting beside me, who is driving the car?
"Martin! Who is drrriiiiving the ccaarrrr?".
"My driver", he replied without looking at me. I am getting angry.
"Marin!". He turned to look at me.
"What?".
"Nothing". I said as I folded my hands near my chest and looked out of the window.
The stopped with a screech and Martin got out. He came to my side and opened my door. I came out of the car, but I couldn't stand. So, Martin lifted me up in his arms again, in bridal style.
He took me into the lift and then the lift stopped after a few minutes. We got out. I looked at Martin and smiled like a school girl. He just looked at ahead. I stopped smiling and made an angry face. I saw him swipe a black card and the doors opened. We went inside. I don't know where I am, but I am happy that Martin is here. He put me on a soft bed.
"Wait here. I will bring some water", he said and went out of the room. I stood up from the bed and went around stumbling. I found some music CD's and beside them is the music player. I quickly put in a CD, I don't know what it is. The music started blaring through the speakers, as I tuned the music high. It's a rock song and I can't stop myself. I started dancing like crazy. I got up on his bed to dance.
I saw Martin came rushing into the room.
"Martin! Come up! Let's dance!", I said excitedly.
"What?! No! You come down! You may fall and get hurt!", he said as he came up on the bed to stop me from dancing.
He however pulled me down and I didn't stop dancing. I danced and danced and danced. The song changed to a sweet seductive song and I pulled him to me. He just stood looking at me, with lust in his eyes. I smiled at him and bit my lover lip. I started grinding on him and twerked on him. After a while, I felt something poking my thigh.
"Oh shit! Stop Diana. Otherwise I won't be responsible myself with what I will be doing next", he said as he stopped me, by holding my wrists. I moved back and fell on the bed, as I hit my leg. Since he is holding my wrists, he fell along with me.
I kept looking at his lips, as he stared into my eyes. Our breathes are hitching and I moved my head up to reach his lips. He then swiftly turned us and pinned me to the bed. He put his head in my neck and placed a small kiss there.
"Oh no Diana", he said and suddenly pulled away from me. He stood up and was about to walk away, when I held his wrist to stop him. I have tears in my eyes.
"Do you hate me?", I asked on the werge of tears.
"What?! No! My feelings for you are so far from hating you. I can never hate you Cara!".
"Then why are you pushing me away?", I said while my bottom trembled.
"I am not pushing you away Diana. Do you even have any idea how hot and sexy you look. God, I can't control myself! I don't want you to feel like I used you Cara", he said as he came and kissed my cheek.
"No! You are not using me! I am sorry that I said all those words! Yes, I sure feel bad when you just kiss me and behave like it's no big deal for you. But I didn't mean the 'oh good do that!' yesterday when you said you wouldn't kiss me anymore. I regretted saying it, as soon as the words came out of my mouth".
"Really?", he said as he pulled me close to him.
"Yes! I was not in my right mind yesterday!".
"Oh Cara, it's not yesterday that you are not in your right mind. It's today, now".
"Whatever. Don't push me away. Do you know how much I cried yesterday night when you didn't even look at me, as you dropped me home?", I asked as I put my hands around his neck and his hands are around my waist.
"I am so sorry Cara. From now on, I will never do that, okay? Also, I will not behave like it's not a big deal kissing you. When I feel your lips on mine, my body goes to a new different state".
"Mmhm?".
"Mmm. Now come on, change your clothes. I brought you a shirt of mine. Otherwise, I will ravish you in these clothes", he said as he kissed the place where by dress started. On the top of my breast.
"No! Kiss me!".
"But Cara, you are not in your right mind. You may get angry tomorrow, that I kissed you today. Although I like your angry side too".
"No! Kiss me! Kiss me now!".
"Your order something and I don't do it. It will never happen", he said and his lips are on mine.
I smiled and moaned into the kiss. I put my legs around his waist and pulled him more closer to me. I pushed his coat away. My tongue met his in a few seconds and I am lost. I feel something soft touching my back and he is on top of me. I rolled him over and now I am top on him. We are kissing like wild animals. He rolled us again and now, he is on top of me.
He pulled away and kissed my jaw. My hands went into his hair and I tugged on it. I pushed his head more into my neck. My legs are still around his hips.
"Martin", I moaned his name through my lips.
"Oh no. We should stop Cara-".
"No!", I whined.
"No. I will wait outside. You change your dress", he said and kissed my cheek, before leaving.
I sighed and got up. I stripped out of my dress and changed into his white shirt. I plopped on his bed and just then the door opened. Martin came inside in white V-neck shirt and black sweat pants. He came and sat on the bed before turning off the lights. He slept on the edge of the bed. I turned him to my side and threw my legs on him, before hugging him and snuggled closer into his chest.
"I am going to have an earful from you tomorrow for this. Though I wouldn't mind for now", he said as he put his arms around me and I closed my eyes with a smile on my face.
"Good night Martin", I whispered.
"Promise me one thing, Cara".
"What?".
"From today onwards you will call me only as Martin".
"Okay Martin". I smiled.
"Good night my Cara Mia", he said and kissed my forehead.
I fell asleep with a smile on my face.
A/N:
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