“Grant’s not going to touch you again.” He said firmly. “You’re mine now.”
“I’m yours?” I could hear a bell ringing in my ears. “And Grant was okay with that?”
“I’ve got things on him.” Tyler shrugged.
“So I can go?”
“He doesn’t want you to leave yet.” He shook his head and sighed. “This is a delicate situation.”
“Why?”
“I’m not in a position to say.” He leaned forward and kissed me.
“Does it have to do with Eugenie? And her death? Does it have to do with the drugs he gave her?”
“What drugs?” He froze and looked down at me. “What drugs?” He said again, this time his voice rising.
“The drugs that made her think she was losing her mind.” I bit my lower lip and tried to remember my training. What was I supposed to do and say in a situation like this? I froze as I realized I had no idea. I wasn’t a real investigative reporter. I was just a wanna-be and none of my classes had prepared me for a situation like this.
“How do you know that she took drugs that made her lose her mind?” He ran his hands through his hair. “What are you talking about?”
“I found some letters.” I took a deep breath, not sure if I could trust him, but knowing I didn’t have much of a choice. “She wrote letters.”
“She did?” His eyes widened. “What did they say? Where are they?”
“In the closet.” My heart thudded. “What did Grant do, Tyler? Why are you working for him?”
“It’s complicated Evie. Please show me the letters. Did they mention, Grant?” He asked softly.
“No, she never named him.” I bit my lower lip and walked over to the closet and pulled the letters out. “She loved him, but he lied to her about something. She was also on drugs. She seemed like she was losing control.”
“Let me see them.” He grabbed the letters from my hand and walked back to the bed and turned the lamp on and read them quickly. He placed them on the bed next to him and I could see that he was deep in thought.
“What are we going to do?” I asked as I walked towards him. He looked up at me with a distant look in his eyes. He stared at my body from head to foot and stood up and grabbed my hands without speaking. “Tyler?” I asked hesitantly. “What are you thinking?”
He pushed me down onto the bed, his eyes searching mine before kissing me hard, his tongue taking control of mine as he sought refuge in my mouth. His hands reached down and spread my legs and he positioned himself on-top of me, his cock resting next to my pussy. His lips moved from my mouth and down my neck, nibbling everything they touched. He grabbed my arms and pushed them up above my head held them back tightly.
“Tyler?” I said his name again, my body on high alert. He grabbed something from the table next to the bed and I only knew it was handcuffs when he slid one side over my wrists and attached it to the bed post. “Wait, what are you doing?” I asked and closed my eyes as his blue eyes blazed into mine. Still he didn’t talk. He turned off the light and reached for another condom and slid it on his already hard cock. His fingers played with my nipples as I lay there, trying to move my arms, even though I wasn’t able to. He laid back on-top of me and kissed me lightly. I felt the tip of his cock at my entrance and his eyes sought mine. I nodded slightly and he entered me hard and fast. I moaned as he slid into me, filling me up. I wanted to reach out and grab him, but I couldn’t touch him.
He sat up slightly and pulled my legs over his shoulder, his eyes filled with desire as he looked down at me. He slammed into me over and over again, his balls bouncing off my pussy as his cock claimed me. My body couldn’t stop from trembling and I felt him stilling inside of me as he climaxed. He stared down into my face as we both came.
“I want to erase every memory of Grant from your mind.” He said quietly as he collapsed on top of me.
“I’m not thinking of him.” I shook my head.
“Why are you here with me, Evie?” He sighed and played with my hair. “Why did you come here?”
“I told you why.” I sighed and looked at him. “Maybe I was an idiot, but it’s too late for me to have any regrets.”
“Why did you cry earlier?” He asked softly as he undid the handcuffs.
“I don’t know.” I looked away from him. “Maybe at the loss of my innocence.”
“You were a virgin last night?” He looked skeptical.
“No.” I laughed slightly. “No, I wasn’t a virgin, but I also wasn’t someone that had one night stands. I don’t go from bed to bed.” I stared at him. “But I can’t say I would blame you if you didn’t know that.”
“My sister died of a drug overdose.” He sat up and crossed his legs as he changed the subject.
“Oh?” I sat up as well and brushed my hair out of my eyes. Was this why he’d gone quiet?
“I didn’t know she was on drugs when she died.” He ran his hand over his head. “I mean I knew she’d done drugs. I thought she was clean when she died. I thought I’d helped her.”
“How did she die?” I asked softly.
“How did she die?” He repeated my words softly. “She died from drugs. A broken heart. Desperation. She lost her way.” His voice dropped. “Sex, drugs, and rock and roll. Not always in that order and not always fun.”
“I’m sorry.” I grabbed his hands and rubbed his palms in mine. As we sat there in silence I realized how odd this moment was. I was sitting naked with a man I’d met the day before, comforting him. Though that wasn’t the oddest part. The oddest part was that I felt like I was meant to be here. The oddest part was that my whole being felt like my life had been building up to this moment and this man. This man I’d never met before yesterday.
“You ever feel like there’s one moment in your life that defines you? One moment that will change the path of your life forever?” He sighed and I nodded. I knew exactly what he was talking about. “My sister’s death was that moment. When she died, I vowed that I’d be a different person. I vowed that I wasn’t going to let society dictate the way I lived my life.”
“Is that when you went to work for Grant?”
“Grant’s not the man you think he is.” He looked into my eyes. “He’s not the guy I thought he was.”
“We should leave. We should report him.” I said earnestly. “We don’t have to stay here. You don’t have to work for him.”
“I can’t leave, Evie.” He shook his head. “You can’t leave. Don’t you understand?”
“Understand what?” I exclaimed. “I don’t understand what you want me to understand.”
“You don’t get to just come here and leave. Grant chose you for a reason.”
“What do you mean?” I shivered and pulled my hands away from him. “I’m not with Grant anymore.”
“You came here with Grant.” He sighed. “He has a plan for you.”
“What plan?”
“It’s not for me to say.” He shook his head and stood up. “I should go.”
“Where are you going?” I whimpered, not wanting to be left alone.
“You trust me right?” He pulled me up towards him and kissed my lips.
“I think so.” I kissed him back softly.
“I can’t just change how everything operates Evie. There’s a plan in place. Grant is the one that makes the decisions.”
“But you said I’m with you now.”
“He won’t touch you again.”
“What will he do then?”
He looked at me silently and then turned his head to the side.
“Is he going to do to me what he did to Eugenie?” I grabbed his head and turned him to look at me. “Just what have I gotten myself into Tyler?”
“Do you want to leave?” He bit his lower lip. “I can let you go now. I can let you run away.”
“But what about everything?” I asked slowly as he ran his fingers down the valley between my breasts.
“Everything like what?”
“Eugenie. The truth. I could tell from the look on your face that you didn’t know about the letters or that Eugenie was being given drugs.” I stared at him as his face contorted. “We shouldn’t let Grant get away with this.”
“I don’t know what happened with Eugenie.”
“Don’t you want to know the truth?” I took a deep breath. “I don’t want this—”
“Are you prepared for what happens if you stay?” He cut me off and pulled me towards him urgently. “This isn’t a game Evie. This is real. There’s a possibility that...” His voice trailed off and he shook his head. “No, you should leave. I want you to leave.”
“What about Grant?”
“What about him?”
“Won’t he ask where I went?”
“I can deal with him.” He pulled me towards him and hugged me tight. “There’s a woman that once told me that you are what you are and you only are if you do and if you don’t do then you’re nothing.”