George's POV.
"Pathetic." I spat on the ground. "They're so dirty."
I felt Harry's arm around my back. He's caressing it.
"Why are you so affected?" he asked. "Didn't you say you wanted to get your revenge through me?"
I looked at him and smiled bitterly. Slowly, I removed his hands around me. Why does this kind of acting, when coming from him, is making me puke?
For real, I've been trying to hide my emotions. But he's really cringe-worthy.
I sighed. "I'm not affected. I'm naturally mad."
"Really?" Harry turned my body to face him. "Look at my eyes alone. I don't want those to lose into the eyes of that imbecile." His grip on my cheeks tightened as he caressed it. "I don't want you to share with someone else. You are mine." He's saying every single word with scary stops.
"What the fuck is happening to you, Harry?" he closed his eyes. When he opened it, he felt like a totally different person. "Are you threatening me?"
He shook his head. "I'm so sorry I snapped. I'm— I'm sorry I almost hurt you." He was stuttering.
"It's okay," I said. He hugged me. It wasn't tight, I could still breathe. He's gentle and kind. But I felt like he was choking me.
Or maybe because I tried... I tried to play in his game. I tried to be an expert when I'm actually not.
I'm just using him to hurt Yul Matthew. Yet, it's starting to feel like he was using me. It's like the tables have been turned upside down.
He disengaged from the hug and leaned on my shoulder. "I always like you," he said. "I'm sorry if it seems scary at first. You know, I was so fortunate that you approached me first. You save me from the bottom pit."
My eyes were fixed on Cara and Yul. Nothing's happening between the two of them. They're still acting innocent. No touching at all. But why is their relationship still a secret to the public?
Aren't my relationship with Harry enough for them to show their real face?
"And I will bring you back to our house. Isn't that great?" Harry asked. But I don't know the previous things he had said.
Shit! I should play safe or he will act insane again. He's creepy in all ways.
"Uhh--- yeah! That's actually great." I smiled.
His face remained nonchalant. Omygod... is he starting to feel insane once again? AISH!
maybe I was the one who's overacting. i shouldn't have thought of anything else about Harry. He was so nice to me, he didn't deserve any of this.
"I'll do the strip dance again, Harry." He fixed his posture and glared at me.
"Maybe I was starting to lose the clean sound waves to my ears, I thought I heard you wrong. Could you repeat it for me once again, please?" he asked.
"I said, I wanted to do the strip dancing—" He didn't let me finish.
He grips on my chin so tight, and it hurts!!!,
"F-Fuck... what are you... doing... to me?!" I'm struggling to speak. He was choking me!!!!
I wanted to shout for help, but he covered my mouth and went away from the people's eyes.
He finally let me go, but we're inside the tall grass.
"Are you crazy, Harry?!" I shouted. "Why did you bring me here?!"
He didn't answer. Harry put me on the ground and locked my arms altogether into the top of my head.
He removed my clothes forcibly.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" I shouted. But he didn't stop.
He didn't listen.
I begged him to stop. "Please, don't do this to me, Harry. I'm begging you!"
But he didn't stop. Harry plucked one of the tall grass and wrapped it around my wrist. Then he choked me. "How dare you asked me that mind of question? Do you think I will let your guests see this beautiful skin of yours?" Using his other hand, those filthy fingers of him traced my body. From the cup of my breast, down to my belly area.
I cried in silence, letting him trace my body.
This is beyond my expectations.
I could never thought, that Harry who was once my brother could do this to me.
I can't fathom how Harry could do this without feeling guilty. I WAS HIS SISTER!!!!
THE SISTER HE LVIED TO PROTECT FROM ALL THE PAIN!!!!
Harry was the one who helped me escape from the cruel world I was living in, when Yul Matthew almost ruined my life.
Harry pulled me up from the mud.
Yet he's the one putting me back to it.
BUT WHO CARES IF I LIVE IN THE MUD?!
I have nothing to lose now.
"Harry..." I murmured. He didn't listen, but kissed me.
Filthy lips.
He put his cock inside me.
I wanted to fight. But I feel so weak.
Now that I closed my eyes, I realize that there's no point in fighting back.
He's too strong compared to me.
I clenched my fist, completely surrendering, and swallowing my own pride— I kissed him back.
I can feel the curves forming in his mouth. He was smiling.
for a second, he thought he won.
It doesn't matter.
I'll just put him to my list.
I changed our position and put him at the bottom of me. I whispered, "Let's stop here, and continue at our house," in a very seductive tone.
He's turned on.
And that's fine.
"How about we continue this at the party?"
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Yul's POV.
I was stuck with the last advice I heard from Flint.
Now having time to think when he was rushing to tell me those things 'cause Cara came like lightning and thunder.
She clung her arm around my nape, and I slightly stepped backward.
But I saw them the jealous George. Tch, he couldn't afford to see me held by another woman. Yet there she is, flirting with Harry.
While I was busy talking with Cara at that time, Harry and George escaped from my eyes.
I didn't know where they could possibly be. But I totally lost my energy. So I ended up getting inside my house again.
"The construction is getting so slow. what's happening to your management, Yul?" Flint asked.
It has been a day since George came and I still couldn't find a reason to continue the project.
I lost myself again because of her. "I wanted to rest, Flint. Let me do it."
Flint smashed the table. "oh, so I'm not spared from those people whom you're trying to trick that you're just tired?" He smirked. "I'm more than that, you surely know about it. Don't mess with me."
I laughed a bit and gave him a fist bump.
"Fine, you win. I was being an asshole again."
"I told you to use Cara. Like how she thought she could get you easily. Don't you get George's game? She's trying to get her revenge using Harry." I hit the tiled floor. It cost me to bleed.
"Stop mentioning that slut." I couldn't control my anger when it came to him.
"You will never escape his presence, Yul. He will always remain living around you." Flint sat beside me. "Instead of hiding behind the bushes, show your face. Show how much you can do. Not for George, not for Cara, but for yourself."
Flint tapped my shoulder and eventually left.
I sighed.
This would not work if I just theorized things all over my head.
Not everything that I thought would happen, happens. It's not as accurate as it is in my head.
ARGH!!!
Instead of wasting my time thinking about Flint's suggestions, I sat in front of my computer and submerged in the drawings I was making. It was located inside my office room.
Part of my work is to lay out the buildings surrounding me.
Hours had passed, so my ass are already hurting. Damn, did I overdo it?
Ha... I need to get up for a glass of water.
"WHOA!!!" I was shocked. Cara was already standing before me. "How many minutes have you been sitting in front of me?"
Cara laughed. "What are you talking about? I've been here the moment you sat there."
What? Is she serious?
"Are you crazy?" I asked.
"Am I crazy?" She laughed. "Of course. I just wanted to be with you although you're too busy. I know it's difficult to stay hydrated by the reality so I understand why you stayed in front of your computer."
I squinted. Is she serious? "I-I'm fluttered." Am I even smiling? "I didn't know you could think of me this much."
She smiled. It remained for a couple of minutes, and then she suddenly sat beside me. She leaned into my shoulder. "You have a very bulky muscle."
I nodded. What happens next is literally out of my control. It's fully my hands who controlled everything.
I caressed her, from her face, down to her neck... I could hear her breath. It's so loud.
I kissed her.
She responded with a kiss.
Oh, George....
"Why did you stop?" she asked. I looked away. Should I tell her that it's because I thought of George?
"George, is it?" Cara predicted it. I didn't answer, I just looked at her face, then looked down.
"I'm really sorry about it. I don't think I could do this. I can't hurt you, hurt her, and my children. I can't---"
She cut me off with a kiss.
Cara sat on my lap, wrapping her legs around my waist.
Then she whispered, "Let me do the job, then."