I Shouldn't Love Him
I Shouldn’t Love Him – Chapter 24

Liya’s POV

It’s only 7 o’clock and I haven’t slept a wink all night. I just can’t do it. Knowing that Cavez was a stone’s throw from my room did not allow me to join the arms of Morpheus.

I open the door to my room, and discreetly take the stairs.

I hope I don’t meet anyone, I don’t want to stay another minute at

His place, I just need to go home and stay under my duvet.

Arriving in the living room, I freeze when I come across Xavier, leaning against the bay window and with a steaming cup in his hands.

I bite my lower l*p at the sight of his bare torso, his muscular back and his broad shoulders.

I sigh inside, telling myself that this perfect man belongs to

my mother… I no longer have the right to watch him or fantasize about him.

He slowly turns around, realizing my presence, and now faces me.

He seems surprised to see me up at this early hour, he places his cup of coffee I suppose on the coffee table and comes closer to me, covering me with this wild look which gives me shivers.

Above all, don’t deviate your eyes lower…above all, don’t deviate…well too late I can’t help but contemplate his perfect torso, his well-defined abs, his jogging pants which fall perfectly on his h**s and

. …reverse!

I bite my cheek hard to force myself to look elsewhere.

I meet his electric gaze, a smile tugs at his lips, which

makes him even more attractive than he already is.

He looks at me from top to bottom, I am well hidden behind my loose clothes and yet I feel completely revealed under his

dark gaze.

He’s facing me now, one eyebrow raised waiting for me to say something.

“I…I’m going to go,” I stammered ridiculously.

Piss off Liya! Don’t let yourself be intimidated.

His gaze hardens and his jaw tenses. As he says nothing, I take a step in his direction then go around him, but he holds me firmly by the wrist.

“I’ll take you back,” he whispers against my face in his imposing voice.

The smell of coffee crosses my nostrils, I replace myself wanting to taste his lips and mix my tongue with his.. I blush violently from the kind of thoughts I have at this moment and release myself from his grip.

I accept with a nod. I will have to refuse but I don’t want to, I want to enjoy his presence a little longer. He ignored me for several days, I acted indifferent while every time I passed him, I wanted him to look at me, to take me in his arms…

We are now in his car, he doesn’t speak like last time, he still keeps his distance! And yet yesterday he was getting ready to come into my room in the middle of the night. I saw how

worried he was about me after yesterday’s incident and why I’m thinking about all that, he doesn’t care about me or how I’m doing, he acted like any other man would have done. I don’t understand why I want him to notice me so much, as if he did before.

It’s because of all these stifling thoughts that I haven’t been able to sleep all night, because of this man I have no right to approach. That I shouldn’t like.

I feel my eyelids getting heavy, my head hurts and Morphee didn’t

chose this moment when I wanted to take advantage of the presence of this Apollo to come.

I feel like I’m being transported, a masculine scent covers me completely. I am against a warm and comforting body…Xavier!

I feel good, right against him and yet I now replace myself on

a cold and soft surface… my shitty bed!

I no longer feel his presence, I don’t want him to leave. His warm hand

caresses my cheek and soon the softness of his lips meets my temple. He’s going to leave…I slowly open my eyes, he’s about to leave but I quickly grab his hand.

He turns around immediately, looks at me somewhat surprised then raises an eyebrow

– Stay, I whispered.

I feel him tense up after my request, he swallows with difficulty and flees my gaze. After long and unbearable seconds, his eyes fall on my hand against his which he then withdraws to take a step back.

“I have to go,” he said coldly.

I purse my lips, not expecting him to push me away. Alright !

Either way, he’s right!

“Okay, then go out,” I said in a calm voice to hide my

disappointment.

And yet he doesn’t move, he just stands there waiting for I don’t know what.

Damn I understood that he can’t stand me anymore but he’s getting out.

I stand up with gritted teeth, his gaze pierces me.

I turn my back on him, unbutton my jeans and slide them down my bare legs.

I replace myself in a t-shirt that reaches below my buttocks under his gaze.

I undo the elastic that traps my hair and let it freely frame my face and shoulders.

He is only a step away from me, I feel his breathing becoming irregular.

I climb onto my bed, lie down on my side, taking care to

turn my back on him, and immediately cover myself with my blanket.

“And close the door behind you,” I said insolently.

After a moment. I hear my bedroom door open and close. and

I close my eyelids tightly, disappointed that he has already left.

Oh and it’s better this way, he has to join my mother to continue what they surely couldn’t do because of my presence. Why does it hurt so much? !! I hate myself for having this behavior, I don’t understand anything anymore!

I feel a weight on the bed…it’s there.

The second I follow my blanket is on the ground,

The rhythm of my heart accelerates, it presses me strongly against it, so strongly that if it continues I will not be able to breathe properly.

His face is buried in my hair and he takes a deep breath

as if to mark his lungs with my scent.

I let myself be carried away by his possessive embrace, I immediately relax by his presence which I really wanted.

His lips stick to the sensitive skin of my neck, I bite my

lower l*p impatiently awaiting his k****s which unfortunately do not

come.

He just takes me in his arms, preventing me from

making any movements.

I am content with his presence which does me a lot of good, I

begin to doze off in his arms when his sweet voice resonates in

my ears.

— Why Sarah?!”

I frown at what he just said, and wait for him to continue.

— Why be with him if you don’t love him?”

I immediately tense up at his question. Why talk about Gabriel and

why this question?

I didn’t know what to answer..

– Because…..I love him, I replied with a heavy heart.

He doesn’t react…he slowly loosens his grip and I take the opportunity to face him

.

The expression he displays is indecipherable, he looks into my eyes as if he could read me.

– So why do you let another man share your bed?”

I now stare at his Adam’s apple, somewhat disturbed by his question.

– You won’t hurt me and you’re my mother’s fiancé, I replied

simply.

Afterwards having uttered his words. I replace myself violently thrown backwards

and I cry out in surprise, not expecting this change in

behavior.

He firmly grips my wrist with one hand above my head, slightly spreading my legs with one He kneels and settles in between.

He leans towards me, very close until his lips brush against mine.

“You’re wrong Liya…” he whispers.

With his other free hand, he slowly caresses my bare leg, causing thousands of shivers as he passes.

He does not leave me wanting and watches for any reaction on my part.

I am uncomfortable with his position on me, I stop breathing when his hand goes higher under my t-shirt and he caresses my stomach with his fingertips which contracts under his passage.

— You can’t imagine everything I want to do to your little body…

I swallow with difficulty, his blue eyes have darkened.

I slowly bite my inner l*p and his index finger plays with the hem of my panties, that’s too much, he notices the panic that crosses my eyes and a satisfied smile stretches his lips.

– Beware of me, my dear, he whispers.

He retires immediately afterwards, gets out of bed, puts on his shoes and quickly leaves my room without a last glance in my direction.

I don’t know what to think about what just happened.

A few days later..

The days pass at breakneck speed, my exams are fast approaching and I’m extremely stressed.

Xavier and my mother are invited to a wedding and my kindergarten forced me to

go, supposedly it will do me good. My eye yes.

— I think the black one would suit you, what do you say?” she says.

I nod my head negatively, not really liking the model.

She looks around in her dressing room for a moment longer, her eyes light up and She

takes out this one she found.

— It’s okay, I have it, this one will be perfect on you, it will show off your body and make all the guys at the party drool, she hastens to say I

examine the piece of fabric under my nose for a long time, a smile stretches my lips…..it will do the job perfectly.