Mr Dark Desires. Possessives

You're Not Interesting At All

“I don't remember..” replied Ayana slowly. “Which I know, something happened to my third foster family. Their house was on fire and all I remember is waking up in the hospital.”

 

Carlos squinted his eyes when he heard Ayana's explanation. The girl did not seem to be lying. But, of course Carlos will not believe it just like that.

 

“So..” Carlos put his hand in Ayana's shirt and touched the burn on his left hip. “So, that's why you get this wound?”

 

Ayana is uncomfortable with Carlos touch. He will never be comfortable with his touch. She wanted to get her hands off her body, but knew that it would anger this man, therefore, Ayana chose to remain motionless.

 

“Iya,” Ayana replied. He nodded to emphasize his answer.

 

“Hm...” Carlos looks thinking. His hands were still around Ayana's hips and made the girl unable to move anywhere.

 

Carlos knows that Juan is looking for a girl of Ayana's age with a burn on her hip, but he doesn't know any other story. Or how the girl Juan was looking for got a burn or some other explanation.

 

Looks like Carlos has to find out more about the little girl's story from Juan.

 

“Alright,” Carlos said as he exhaled heavily and stood up. He chuckled as he looked at the relieved expression that crossed Ayana's face as he did not prolong the matter. This girl was actually beautiful, if only she was braver and stopped hiding her face.

 

Carlos reached out his hand and clamped Ayana's chin between her two fingers while watching her haggard, unkempt face. However, it would still make any man fascinated by it. If only Carlos did not have this hidden intention for Ayana, then he would happily make her a mistress and dress her up like a doll. Teach him how to satisfy him.

 

Too bad, Carlos has other intentions for her.

 

“Thanks for lunch.” Carlos leaned over and kissed Ayana's lips for a few seconds before she let go. “Very good.”

 

Carlos glanced at Ayana who was widening her eyes, this time the man was too tired to bother her, and was too full that she felt like going to sleep on her soft mattress, hence, it was, he let go of Ayana.

 

“In addition to cooking something for me again,” Carlos said as he walked away, yawning along the corridor to his room, leaving Ayana who immediately cleaned up the two of their food marks.

 

*** 

 

Carlos walked towards his room and immediately undressed, a feeling of tiredness had really made his head ache and there was nothing he wanted most at the moment except sleep.

 

But, it seems Carlos can't get it right away when he finds Abby waiting for him in bed, wearing clothes that he would rather show Sam than her.

 

In one look, Carlos can read what this woman wants, as if all the plans in her head were printed in a running text on her forehead.

 

“Abby,” says Carlos. He stopped opening his shirt and leaned his body lazily against the wall behind his body. Staring at Abby with a fake smile on her lips.

 

“Carlos,” said Abby in a spoiled tone.

 

 

“I'm sure Sam is in your usual room.” Carlos held his yaw, bored and wanted to end the drama immediately.

 

“Yes,” Abby replied as she walked up to Carlos, shaking his hips in a way that Carlos had seen millions of times. No longer pulling in his eyes.

 

“So?” Carlos raised his eyebrows when Abby touched his open chest with her fingernails flattened and red.

 

“Sam is sleeping now..” Abby's voice sounded so soft, like a whisper as she touched Carlos' chest with her lips, while the man did not give any reaction. “So I'm here..”

 

“I don't remember if I asked you to come here.” Carlos narrowed his eyes as Abby moved her lips around his neck as she spoke.

 

“No, I came on my own initiative,” Abby said with a sigh in Carlos' ear and the man was still unmoved.

 

“So, what makes you think that I want you to be here with me?” Carlos asked, catching Abby's hand moving towards her pants and looking at the girl squealing mischievously.

 

“I think you feel lonely..” whispered Abby, pushing Carlos towards the wall and swiping his body. Still, Carlos did not give Abby the reaction she expected.

 

“Lonely?” Carlos grinned, but the look in his eyes stared intently into Abby's black eyes, as if Carlos could strip Abby of her by just looking at her. “I can get whichever girl I want, whichever girl I think is attractive.”

 

Abby moved closer, trying to kiss Carlos, but her movements stopped when Carlos wrapped his fingers around Abby's neck, half strangling her while leaning her tall so she could whisper into the girl's ear.

 

“But I have absolutely no interest in women belonging to other men. The woman who comes to another man's room while his man is asleep, is far more disgusting than ****** itself.”

 

 Carlos's tone was neither high nor he was violent, but his calm tone, as if he was just talking about the weather, frightened Abby, especially when Carlos pressed his throat even tighter, as he did so, it makes it hard to breathe and panic.

 

“You should be grateful, you are Sam's woman, otherwise.” Carlos let go of his grip on Abby's neck and pushed her so hard that she lost her balance and fell.

 

Abby held her neck and crawled backwards in fear. He had indeed heard what Carlos looked like when he was angry, but he had never witnessed it in person.

 

In his eyes, Carlos is a fun and easy-going guy, Abby thinks, it would be easy for him to seduce Carlos. Of course, a woman like Abby would want more. Sam is not enough for him.

 

“Go and get Ayana here. She's much more attractive than you are offering yourself.” Carlos walked towards his bed while releasing his half-opened shirt. “If Ayana is not here in five minutes, I will tell Sam about your behavior.”

 

Abby gritted her teeth in annoyance, she felt humiliated. How could Ayana be so much more attractive than herself?!

 

With annoyed steps, Abby walked towards the door and tidied up her indecent clothes.

 

Abby knows that Ayana is Carlos' new ‘toy’, but that she has to be compared to that girl!