She felt her mouth fall open at his words. She felt rage boiling over at his next ones.
“I have a master key. It was fate which put you back to me. I remain certain if I reminded you,” he sounded breathless as he hopped into his pants, “of how good we are together, you would wait for me.”
“You thought you could seduce me into taking you back?” she rolled her eyes as he reappeared.
“I knew if I made love to you, not the fucking Machado probably gives you without any kind of emotion to it, but actual love making, you would know where you belonged.” He buttoned his cuffs and held her gaze cockily. “You might like the thrill of almost getting fucked in a nightclub or over all the furniture in a hotel room, but you,” he approached her and tapped her nose playfully, “like being loved and taken care of. All of this independence and stomping your feet and spiteful behavior is not who you really are deep down. Your art has improved, I will give you this much. It’s incredible really, it always was. However, you’re not the kind of woman who does emotionless anything, Liesl. You’re an artist. Everything about you is passion and enthusiasm. Our sex life might have gotten a little predictable, but” he was toe to toe with her, his shoes against her bare feet, “you liked being under me, feeling the way our bodies connected from tip to toe without any space between us. You liked how I know every single spot on your body and though you want to say you like the thrill and excitement of taking a new lover, you need something he can’t give you.”
“I’m sure he gives me everything he needs.”
“No, baby, he doesn’t.” He shook his head sadly, “he’ll never love you. He’s not capable. His longest relationship was about three years and he walked out on her without looking back. He doesn’t know how to love anything other than a dollar. He’s not a family, man, Liesl. Once your sister has this baby and I divorce her, you can come home, we’ll plan our own family, and we’ll have ten kids if you want. You know I love you. I fucked up. I won’t even lie about it. I fucked up bad. You can put a GPS tracker in my dick if you need to. I won’t give up on you Liesl.”
“Leave,” she whispered, her voice cracking with emotion.
“I’ll leave.” He dug into his pocket and put the key in her hand. “Here. I won’t use it again until you give it to me.” He kissed her forehead. “I love you, princess. I want us back together and I’ll find a way to make you see who you need to be with. When he breaks your heart, I’ll be there to pick up the pieces.”
“You don’t get to say such things. You broke my heart first.”
“I will spend the rest of my life making it up to you. I have six months before my son is born. Six months of playing the game and waiting so your sister doesn’t do anything stupid like she keeps threatening to do. Then, I’m coming for you and if you think Isaias is intense, baby, he’s not going to have anything on me.”
He opened the door as Fred was getting ready to knock. “Hi Fred. Bye Fred.” He walked past him and called over his shoulder, “try not to get too attached Liesl. We both know Machado isn’t the staying kind.”
She fell into her brother’s arms and immediately started sobbing as the door closed behind Merlin.
“What the fuck happened?”
“I woke up and he was naked in my bed.”
“Are you kidding me?” He was pulling away to go after him, but she clung tight.
“Fred, he said he was confident if he seduced me, I’d remember how much he loved me.”
“Yeah, he loved you so much he fucked your sister,” he hissed furiously, his eyes trained on the door, torn between chasing down his brother-in-law and holding his sister’s weeping frame.
“He told me all of it. All the details I never wanted to know.”
He tugged her to the sofa and hugged her tight in his arms, rocking her gently.
“He said the first time was at mom’s party and he got ice cream on his pants and Sandy offered to help and next thing he knew she was blowing him. When he tried to walk away, she threatened to come down to the party and tell everyone about the freckle on his dick and say they were lovers if he didn’t finish what they started.”
“Oh god,” he groaned. “Why is she so fucking evil?”
“I don’t know but he didn’t have to put his dick in her mouth.”
“No, he didn’t.” Fred agreed rubbing her shoulders. “How did he get in here?”
“McGrath Industries owns the rental company I rented from. I didn’t know. I had no idea. I was looking at rental units online and filled an application to come check this one out. My name got flagged. He grabbed a master key and crawled into my bed.” She started sobbing again, “why is he doing this? Why can’t they leave me alone?”
“I don’t know.” Fred whispered.
As the sound of a key in the lock caught their ears, Fred yelled, “I swear Merlin if you don’t get the fuck out of here, I’ll beat you into the ground.”
Isaias’ head poked into the door and stared at them in confusion, “what?” His eyes focused on Liesl, “what is going on? Why are you crying?” He tore into the room tossing his keys onto a table and pulled her out of Fred’s arms, into his and sitting on an oversized chair with her on his lap. “Liesl, what happened? Sweetheart talk to me?”
“Merlin happened,” Fred offered angrily. “Turns out McGrath owns this building and he found out she was renting here. He got a master key and planned a giant seduction. Got into her bed naked while she slept.”
“What?” Isaias’ fury caused his hands to clench around Liesl’s shoulders as he hugged her to his chest. “I’ll fucking kill him.” He gripped her chin, “did he touch you?”
“No, not really. I woke up when he was kissing my shoulders and my nightdress was pushed down my back a bit, but my front was covered.” She couldn’t meet his gaze. Merlin’s words were mocking her. Isaias was only a fling.
“He had no right.” He hugged her tight. “I’m so sorry he violated your space like this.”
She sniffed into his collar, “what are you doing here?”
“I couldn’t sleep and kept thinking you left me a key so I should use it and come cuddle.” He pressed a kiss to her temple. “I should have come here the minute I got home instead of trying to wait. I would have loved for McGrath to encounter me in the bed instead of you. He’d have been kissing my fist instead of your shoulders.”
Fred grunted angrily, “he was a cocky prick walking out of here. Smug like he thought she was going to chase after him.”
Liesl grimaced, “as if. Had the nerve to tell me if I took him back, he’d consider my fling with Isaias as even with him sleeping with my sister.”
“Excuse me?” Isaias arched an eyebrow.
“Yes. Told me when you ended it with me, he’d be happy to pick up the pieces. I reminded him when he himself left me shattered on the floor, he didn’t bother to stop and pick up the pieces then. He’s the last person I’ll turn to.” Her words tumbled out of her mouth, a mixture of confusion, anger, and sadness. “I wish they would all leave me alone. Him, Sandy, Torrie, Mom. They all won’t stop. I can’t believe he snuck into my bed.”
Fred sighed loudly, “I wish I knew, baby girl.” He groaned and leaned back into the sofa with his eyes closed. “You gave first and last months rent for here and the damage deposit?”
“And signed a one-year lease,” she whispered.
“How did you not know he owns the building?” Isaias questioned quietly.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.
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