IMPORTANT NOTE - There are SOME RESTRICTED PARTS in this chapter. Warning has been given, read with Discretion.
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Chapter 29 – Promises or Threats
Half and hour later, when we sat on the giant ebony dining table of Mr. Stevenson with his wife sitting next to me, I still couldn’t find myself completely in the moment. My mind kept wandering to how me hiding what happened today, made me a part of something wrong too.
“Nate” Mrs. Stevenson called my attention back at the table, “ you have found yourself the prettiest wife ever” she looked at me with adoration in here eyes. I knew that Mr. Stevenson was the man who took care of Hamilton when he was young and alone, but I had never been the one to assume that the same was the case with Mrs. Stevenson.
“Yes Audrey” he replied stiffly. What is his problem?!
“Thank you Mrs. Stevenson, I think he needed someone to bring him down to earth” I said playfully trying to remove the awkwardness brought in by Hamilton’s response. My eyes flicked to Mr. Stevenson who was looking at Hamilton with an all-knowing sadness. There were so many secrets where Hamilton was involved I couldn’t even begin to assemble all of them.
I guess that was what formed this beautiful complicated man. I looked at Mr. and Mrs. Stevenson and saw real affection following between them. Could we ever be like that?
Only a fool would dream that way, anyone who knew Hamilton for over a second would know that he would never end up with a girl like me, or even imagine so. There was nothing similar between us. I was the worst possible match for him.
“Dear! Call me Audrey!” she said looking at me with an affectionate smile. Her whitening hair, did nothing to hamper her beauty, and her emerald eyes still shone like she was still a baby. She looked rich, but not exuberantly so, what was more obvious about her was her happiness. There was an aura of calmness, stillness and happiness around this couple.
“Audrey” I replied to her with a smile of my own. I had realized since the day I left for London I had become a lot bolder with people. There was a time, not long ago when there used to be only three people I talked to. Mom, papa and Brittany, but here I was today socializing between the most powerful people from around the world. When you have to survive, you just learn to survive.
“Did you know Rose, that Hamilton was a very stubborn child?” Mr. Stevenson brought the focus to him. He was sitting magnificently on the chair directly in front of the fireplace. I can imagine that! “Once he had convinced the entire board to shut down a hotel because a staff from the hotel had pissed him off”
What?!
What kind of non-sense was this guy? Normal kids were stubborn about wanting a toy, or playing on Xbox, not shutting down hotel and taking away peoples lively hood.
“Did you know he used to pee in the bed?” Audrey let out with a controlled laughter that wasn’t so controlled after all. I looked at her shocked and then burst out laughing. Both Audrey and me were holding on to our stomachs tight imagining what it was like to have the mega controlled to not have control over something like peeing!
Ok So I am gross!
I looked up to find everyone on the table laughing explicitly or implicitly except Hamilton who had slight color on his cheeks and was looking at Audrey with murderous glare.
Geez! Learn to take a joke!
“I like her Nate” Mr. Stevenson said out of the blue once the laughter had died down and Hamilton was looking intently on the plate. He snapped his head up and glared at Mr. Stevenson, “Well too bad Ben, because she is mine!”
What the hell! I looked appalled at Hamilton, embarrassed to the extreme. How could he talk like that to a man old enough to be my father! It was impossible to think that he could even be jealous of an old man!
But thankfully Mr. Stevenson and Audrey just let out a chuckle and Audrey said, “And from the looks of it my son you do too!”
Would any of the conversations on this table be something other than getting me blushing and flushing every other moment? I looked back at Hamilton who looked like he was lost in some deep thought. Then he snapped out of it and a scowl came over his face.
God! I could never figure him out!
“You are going to make beautiful babies” someone said, but I was too busily trying to dig open a grave for me and take a early retirement from life to care who. “It is so beautiful to see two people so much in love”
What!? My head snapped up from my plate to look at Audrey who had been speaking moments ago. Shock swarmed my head but before I could ask her why she had said something exactly the same as Sophie, or did she somehow know Sophie Hamilton stood up with a bang.
And just like that the lighthearted yet embarrassing conversations went up in air and Hamilton banged the table with his bare hands. The entire room resonated with it and everyone looked at Hamilton. I could see how bothered he was with Audrey’s words.
Here is a man Rose, who could never love you
Shocked to my bones, I tried to indicate him to sit down and not create a scene. Did I want him to love me? But right now it was really hard for me to believe that he was treating such an elderly couple in such a way. Had I been his mother, I would have slapped him for such a behavior.
Better yet, I am his wife, so I will actually slap him!
“Son, sit down” Mr. Stevenson said in a tone that bordered warning. This was no way to treat or talk to an elderly lady such as Audrey. But Hamilton paid no heed to Mr. Stevenson or me and kept glaring at Audrey. As far as I knew Hamilton it was the fact that Audrey had mentioned he had any feelings towards me that had ticked him off. But that was not a reason good enough. I knew he could never even think in that way about a girl like me, but he had to have respect towards elders.
“I am not here to listen to your running commentary of my life Audrey or yours Ben. This is my life and you both need to stop butting into it. I was here because Rosaline here wanted to meet you, but talk about me or what me and my wife plan to do once again…” with that threat in his tone he grabbed my hand and walked with strong firm steps outside.
I knew trying to dig my heels onto the floor wouldn’t work. I would know, I had tried it the time he was taking me to off to marry him. I turned my head back to look at the sad eyes of Audrey and mouthed her a sorry. She looked at me and said, ‘Its ok’
The entire dinner was ruined, and someone who actually loved Hamilton was saddened by his actions. No matter how big or rich or larger than life he was, he had no right to hurt the people around him and that too for no reason.
I was more than hurt with his reaction, I knew someone as clumsy and plain like me was never someone who could even hope to hold Hamilton’s attention but he didn’t have to be so rude about it.
As soon as we reached out in the open, I yanked my hand back to free it from his now less firm grip. He looked back to see what had happened, but I gritted my teeth and walked right into the car. There was not a word that was exchanged between us in the car. I was a little too angry with him and his behavior.
I made a mental note of sending some flowers and an apology note to them the first thing in the morning. Looking outside the window of the car, I slowly whipped away the tear that made its way down my cheek.
“Why are you not talking to me?” Hamilton demanded to know as we walked into the house. Oh so he really didn’t know why? Stupid idiot.
“Tell me!” he asked again when I did not respond to him. As I walked into the kitchen to distract my mind from him, my hands worked fast in the moment of anger. He just followed me inside.
“Rosaline?”
“What?” I snapped at him.
“Why are you angry?”
“Are you really asking me that question Hamilton?”
“Yes, I believe I am”
“How dare you behave like that at dinner at the hosts house?” I yelled, yes I yelled at him. I could handle anything, but not disrespect to elders.
“Because they were butting into a place where they had no business”
“Where they had no business?” I placed my hands on my heart dramatically “They raised you up Hamilton. When you had no father, no mother these were the people who took care of you. And you say they had no business?”
“Who are they to say whether I like your or what I would do with you?”
“They are someone who love you. And believe me Hamilton; there are not many people who do. They are the only people out there who you have on your side. The kind of love they have for you, no money can buy, and you are losing it!” I looked back at him, as he stood by the side of the refrigerator huffing angrily. I could not believe he had the guts to be angry now, after everything he had done.
“I don’t do love Rosaline. I don’t love people and the people who love me are stupid” the conversation suddenly turned its direction drastically. My heart fell into my lungs and all the air left my body. I did not know why his statement had such an effect on me but all I could do was to look at him.
We both stood there looking at each other, as Hamilton stared at me as though waiting for me to say something. Was this his warning? Did he think I was falling in love with him and it was not something he wanted to deal with? Too embarrassed to think about it, I denied it inside my head, and through my words.
“Trust me Hamilton, there are no many people who are that stupid. Now that you have found two people who have, you might as well hold on to them” I faked a scoff. There was no way I was letting him know about what was going on inside my mind.
‘I told you to keep your heart safe Rosaline.’
It is safe!
“I don’t hold on to stupid people,” he said carefully, looking at me trying to figure me out with all his power. That was a stupid notion in itself because he was the hard one to figure out, not me.
“Great! Then next you are award something, you would have no one to make you deserving for it!” I screamed back angrily trying to proof to him in double meaning lines that he didn’t matter to me.
For a moment everything was quite, I thought something had just gone horribly wrong. But then Hamilton snapped right back into action and replied, “It is funny that you thought I actually meant what I said on stage yesterday” he added with a scoff of his own, “That was just for the media to buy our husband-wife charade, and here you thought that you meant something to me? Here is what you mean to me Rose” and with that he theatrically threw the newly acquired green card out of his pocket.
So he had finally gotten what he wanted.
I looked at back at him, knowing that his words were supposed to hurt, and that I should be feeling hurt. But I couldn’t, somehow I knew this was his tactic to push me away. Just like he was trying to push Stevenson’s away. But I wouldn’t let him succeed. I now knew there was another person who the tried to hide under his cruel words, just to protect himself. He was just like any other person, vulnerable.
Few weeks ago, had he done the same thing, I would have cried myself to sleep? Hurt to the bottom of my heart, felt as though a knife was driven through my heart, but not anymore. Now I knew him.
I know you Hamilton.
I put up a hurt mask, and looked at him with accusing eyes. If he could but up pretense then so could I. Putting my hands on my waist, I looked back into his eyes, with fury fired in my own, “Oh well then you have gotten what you wanted from me haven’t you?” his surprised expression at my reaction was all I needed to go on, “Then I guess you don’t need me anymore. I guess I am free to go in that case”
With that I moved ahead, trying to move past him making it seem as though I would be moving out of the house right now.
And as I moved, a hand gripped my wrist and pushed me back on to the wall next to the fridge. Crashing me painfully into it, before Hamilton stalled himself over me, with anger dripping from his expressions. I was the only one who saw pain that was carpeted under the anger.
Pushing both my hands on either sides of my head, he looked into my face, opening his mouth wide he shouted, “You. Are. Not. Leaving. Anywhere” Rosaline James would have fainted in fear right about now, but Rosaline Hamilton stood there looking right back into the eyes of danger, internally gleaming that her plan had actually worked.
Of course I was not leaving him, but I was also going to teach him how to deal with people who care about you. I looked at him with a smile, knowing I had gotten what I wanted I had made my point.
But as his hips drove into mine to hold me in place against the wall, I realized I had gotten something else too out of him. Something I had not bargained for. Lust hit me so hard that I wondered how my bones had not been crushed. Something about the position we were in made me move slowly over him trying to sooth my ache. I knew I was doing the sluttiest thing present in the world of sluts, but I couldn’t care. I had completely forgotten how we ended up in this position.
I looked up at him, at the sudden change in my mood. How I was completely under his control, and right here on the wall, I had never felt anything hotter before. I just wanted him to kiss me. Like I had never been kissed before, and fulfill his promise of eating me up instead of dinner.
However Hamilton was not done yet, “Talk about leaving me again Rosaline, and I will turn you over and smack your naked butt red”
What?!
Air left my lungs, and I felt disgusted at myself for being so turned on with such kinky words. Hamilton began moving his hips along with me. And a moan left my mouth before I could stop it. A look of pure pleasure passed through his expression, as he moved back a little and pushed his hips back again.
I felt that thing, against me again!
Trying to gain some control over the situation, I tried stammering words out of me, “Then why…aaah…. do you do…mmhhmm…. things like…ahh… you did today?” What was he doing to my body. My body began climbing up on some unseen pleasure ladder and I tried harder and harder to move against his hips, but he pushed me back in place.
“Because!” he half moaned half screamed again, “Because don’t want to be that guy anymore.” He said before biting down at my shoulder. Whimpering I tried figuring out what he had just said. The cloud of lust was too hard to penetrate through. Couldn’t he just stop talking!
As my loud moans filled the air and the noises of clothes smacking against each other resonated in background. His something hard pushed through between my legs, I screamed out, “What guy!?”
“The guy who …keeps messing up.” He said slowly increasing the pressure of his hips into mine. More! I needed more! “I want to be the guy who deserves you” with that he pushed hard into me. Pleasure in its highest form hit me. I didn’t know what he was doing to me. He wasn’t even kissing me, and I already felt unbearable.
My stomach pitted down as his hands hiked my dress and touched my bare thigh, while he was still moving his hips in a rhythmic motion, which was getting intolerable in the most delicious way.
He was talking about deserving me? There were moments I was beginning to wonder if I deserved this beautifully broken man. A man I would fix back together. A man that was mine to put back together.
“Oh …you already are” I panted, “You …already …are”
Suddenly stopping, making me frustrated and with all my senses heightened he looked at me surprised. Then slower than an ant, making me want to take something hard and smack his head, he said, “You promised me once that I would never own your heart, I would never own your soul” My mind snapped into action. My heart melted in motion. My body alerted everywhere.
Why was he reminding me that now? Had my inner voice taken over his body now? My mind tried to look past the body, which was on the edge right now, but failed miserably.
As suddenly as he stopped, he drove his hips into mine again harder and faster, making me bend down over his shoulder in shocked in all new awareness. Bending slightly down, he pushed his crotch right into my core. Baring the two pieces of clothes there was nothing between us.
And I had no power to stop him.
“I promise you Rose”
Push. “Aarh”I sighed ecstatically, feeling out of body experience.
“I will own”
Push. Push. “Ooooh”
“Your heart and your soul”
And with that final push, my body came crashing down, everything shattering into a million pieces. My body, my mind nothing was my own. Crying out over and over again, I had no idea my body could withstand this amount of pleasure. All my inner muscles clenched in places I didn’t know I had muscles. I cried out in pleasure and finally my body limped under his command.
What had just happened to me? I knew that we didn't make love, because we were both fully clothed, but then why did I feel what I just felt?
“Your heart and your soul would be mine too Rosaline Hamilton” he promised yet again.
Holy mother of all gods…
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