Chapter 5

Eva

I chuckle stepping in the cold shower. Vin is such a whore.

I was testing him but it appears he makes me weak as well. He has a big effect on me.

Fuck! his angry face when he gripped my neck. I couldn't stop imagining him in me. Pounding deeper and harder. Is he relieving himself right now? I can still feel his hard body on mine. Damn, the heat radiating from him was so intense. And fuck me! was he hard?

I hate him for making me feel this powerless. I hate him for making me want him like I have never wanted something or anyone. I hate Vin for making me this wet without having to touch me.

He came back but he was still late. All I wanted was to get out of that damn place. I wanted to be where he was. I didn't care if he had nothing as long as he was with me.

That place was wretched, and if he came for me, no one would have noticed I was missing.

His biggest mistake was allowing me to meet Ivan. That man is bad news and I know what will happen if a rumor reaches him that a man is in my house right now.

One of his rules was no boys, or he would take me back home. That place is not home. It will never be.

I need to be as careful as possible. I can't mess around with Vin or anyone else. It will get me in trouble.

My boss immediately transferred the cash to my account when I sent him proof that Alfonso was dead. I don't know when the next mission will be and I pray it's not soon. Tomorrow is school and I need to be up early.

I quickly dry myself after the short shower and leave my hair to air dry.

Since it's already past bedtime, I tie a short pink robe around me without bothering with undergarments. I will just make a sandwich and juice before retiring to bed.

With my experience, I learned to stay long hours without food. Even though I can afford it now, I still find it difficult to eat. And I am allergic to eating in crowded or public places. I always feel nostalgic, like the crowd will at some point come to me and demand my food.

That's why I have been skipping lunch on school days.

Reaching the kitchen, I halt when I spot a shirtless figure on the stove.

Tattoos. Vin has his body covered in ink. His back is covered with hard muscles. I watch as they flex and relax at every move he makes. He is no longer a boy, but a man. A well-endowed man.

My steps are silent when I approach him but I am sure he knows I am behind him.

"Toast?" I peek at his shoulder and he quickly turns around. His chest! Oh my! He is packed. Rigid contours of muscles adorn his front side. Six defined packs and a clear v-line slipping away beneath his belt. Indeed, not a boy. Why do I want to lick his clean skin? I have never been this attracted to any man before. Why am I suddenly behaving like this?

"There was no food in your fridge" He points towards the fridge, spotting a proud smirk on his lips. I wonder if they still taste like before. He certainly caught me checking him out. Is this why women are crazy about him? But he was supposed to only belong to me. Why freely give out what is considered to be mine to some undeserving bitches?

I still remember how freaking hard he was earlier. Vin is indeed a killer of men and women.

"Yeah," I dismissively wave going for milk. Now what?

I missed him so much and now that he is here, I don't know what to do or say. The tension between us is immense and I wonder how long it will last.

I can't forgive him though. No. Not so easily. He must pay for hurting me.

"Your phone" I point at the vibrating phone on the counter. Maybe it's one of his women. The model with him this morning. Maybe she is already in bed wondering why he is taking so damn long to come home.

Urgh! he makes me so angry. I want to kill him and mourn his death for the rest of my life.

"It's not important" He whispers without glancing at it. It's surely a woman. Why does it bother me anyway, Vin is no longer my business.

I hate feeling this way. Does he know how it eats me inside when I see him with another woman? Why can't I just let him go? Find a man for me and give life a second chance.

My heart is still stuck on the boy who protected me from that horrible world. He ensured I was full before lifting a spoon to his lips. He was the first person to kiss my forehead and offer me a hug in an unpromising world.

I was lonely with nothing, but at least I had him. He gave me hope. He showed and taught me how to love. But when I look at him now, someone else is standing in that boy's place. A billionaire playboy who is also known as the devil in the underworld.

Is he who I want? Is it true he came for me, and most importantly, Is he here because he still cares for me or he wants to lessen his guilt?

I pour milk into two glasses and hand him one. I don't know his feeding habits though. Does he even drink milk?

I pull a stool and sit on it, dangling my legs because it's too tall. Vin places the plate of food between us and also pulls a stool for himself facing me.

I take a sip from the milk and when I lick my lips, his eyes snap there. I bet he wanna lick them for me. Does he ever have enough? Is Vin so insatiable?

My eyes feed themselves at the sight of his body and I frown when I see my name tattooed on his chest. Right above his heart is Eva in italics.

I scoff looking back at his face only to find his eyes stuck on my bare thighs. I carelessly cross my legs making sure he peeks at what is inside and Vin snaps his eyes back to mine with a clenched jaw. He will have countless cold showers and blue balls before I let him near me. If I decide so.

Until he passes my tests, he is not coming closer to me. Or he can just walk away and forget about the past.

"You are unbelievable" He whispers, draining his milk in one long gulp and I chuckle in amusement. He has no self-control at all.

"So, the bitches you fuck, don't they know how to read? I mean, my name is on your damn chest, Vin" I point at the tattoo and he looks down at himself.

"I told you they are nothing, and I don't bed the same woman twice" His demeanor is changing and I'm sure he doesn't want to hear this conversation. It is making him uncomfortable. Just what I want.

"Why did you do it, Vin?"

"Dammit Eva, I was frustrated, okay. It's somehow a stress reliever" He whispers, and I smile like I just realized something, and his brows furrow in confusion.

''Why didn't anyone tell me?" I muse in fake realisation "My life is full of shit and so damn stressful. Wow! So I just need to fuck countless dicks and I will be okay"  I chuckle at his complicated face.

"Stop talking, Eva" Vin clenches his fists sending a harsh glare at me.

"I didn't say something wrong, did I? You just opened my eyes" I answer indifferently and grab my glass but it's instantly snatched from my hold. Vin stands in front of me and I won't lie if I said I am not scared of his angry face right now.

" Stop testing me. You are fucking no one. You belong to me. Only me" He demands, grabbing my cheeks in his palms.

"And who do you belong to, Vin?"