Clubrooms Diary novel Chapter 22

CADDIE

May 10th 2018

“OH SHIT!!” I whisper as Vanko and his boss come walking through Chad's office.

I stare straight into his eyes gobsmacked, captured in his line of vision with eyes that glowed with intense dismay as they narrowed into thin slits. I felt myself being picked apart with his judgement as his jaw clenched and his body tensed. His eyes move to the side of the room,  I follow and gasp when they land on Jaxson as he sleeps inside his stroller. 

The situation looks worse than what it is and my inner goddess wants nothing more than to scream out to him…..

It's not what it looks like… She invasively intrudes on my mind.

I close my eyes, counting to three and take a deep breath. Time seems to slow down and I feel like I’m on centre stage with the spotlight heavily shining upon me. Rising slowly, I remove myself from Chad's body as I swing my leg back around. I look down at where our bodies were connected and I have the displeasure of seeing his dick fully erect.

 I feel revolted by the image of his thin dick that will haunt me for days.

I don't know what came over me to make me sit on him like that. When I  had entered the room and saw him jacking off I felt furious, my eyes clouded over and I wanted to throttle him. Instead, I found myself marching towards him and lowered myself onto his lap after he had just finished climaxing with his blue movie still playing in the background. 

He looks up at me with a sheepish smile on his ugly mug as he discreetly tucks himself back into his pants. My stomach churns and I spin around instantly regretting my actions. I find myself swallowing back the vomit that threatens to expel itself from my body. 

“Leave us.” Vanko's boss says out loud as he rudely dismisses me like I’m trash.  

I bite my tongue as heat travels up my body with anger and I nod my head. I walk up to Vanko as he still refuses to make eye contact with me and I stand in front of him.  

“Can we talk for a second outside?”  

My eyes search his face hoping to see some sort of emotional response. Nothing, his face is like a blank canvas. He remains still looking straight through me like my father was a glassmaker.

“Please?” I found myself begging shamelessly. 

“Vanko, see what she wants then return to me.” His boss said annoyed, over his shoulder as he continued to glare at Chad.

Vanko sighs, nodding his head as he follows his boss’s orders like an obedient soldier and proceeds to walk towards the door. I follow him as I grab Jaxson on our way out. 

“How are you?” I ask testing out the waters hoping he will open up and answer me.

He doesn't and disappointment washes over me. 

“I’m not sure what you think you saw in there… But, I can assure you it wasn't anything sexual.” 

“Ola kala.” He quickly spits out before he turns and walks back into Chad's office without looking back. 

 Suddenly, I endure the daunting feeling of my heart sinking and my eyes begin to well up.  I feel like utter shit and I only have myself to hold accountable for it. It was an inexpressible feeling I was encountering towards a man I have only known for a minute. But I couldn't help notice that there was something about him that makes me want to confess all my sins unabashedly. Even, if he was the driver of the SUV that hit me the other day…

...Two days prior...