Blind Spot by Sakshi C (the reader ebook TXT) 📕

"Who are you?" finally he asked him. 

"The owner of the house you just robbed," Danzel stated casually as he pulled the gear. Louis face was a sight. He swallowed and tried to fake nonchalance. 

"I didn't rob your house. I just...just.. take it as your punishment for kidnapping me. You should be glad I am not reporting you," he said. Danzel only smirked.

Louis fell silent, feeling embarrassed. 

They reached Louis' home in twenty minutes.

"Come with me, Ness," Louis invited her to get inside the house with him. Inessa gave a longing look to her former home but shook her head. She had no one there who was waiting for her. She would be like an unwanted guest. None of them had come to see her when Andrei died, not even her father. For them, she was just a criminal like the rest of the world. Who would she go to?  

Danzel approved her decision. 

"Please, it's been so long. I miss you," Louis confessed to her with a sad face. Inessa smiled and hugged him. She told him he can call her whenever he wanted. He reluctantly agreed. The boy snuck a glance at Danzel before taking the stuff and slipping out of the car. He waved at Inessa and ran inside. 

"I am not your driver. Get here," he motioned his head towards the passenger seat.  

She got down and sat in the passenger seat as he had demanded. She didn't have enough energy to disobey him. 

He started the car and she leaned back in her seat. No words were exchanged during their journey. 

He stopped in front of a hotel. The journey back home was long so he decided to stay the night at the hotel he was currently living in. 

He took her to his suite. 

"Get showered, you stink," he gave her a contemptuous look before throwing one of his shirts towards her. She felt embarrassed. 

She caught the shirt and walked into the bathroom. 

Tears showered down her eyes as she started peeling her shabby dress off her. She had endured so much in the last one week only to get caught by him? What was she going to do now? 

Her dress dropped down to her ankle. She pushed it to the side with her feet and turned on the shower. She sighed in content when the warm droplets thumped her sore muscles. She closed her eyes and stood still, feeling the droplets sliding down her skin. 

"Are you sleeping in there?" a loud knock broke her trance. She quickly took the shower and walked out. She dried herself and wore his shirt. His shirt smelled like him. She felt uncomfortable in his shirt but she had no choice. She came out hesitantly. 

The moment she came out of the bathroom, he came inside the room with a tray of food. He halted abruptly when he saw her. He couldn't help but check her out as she was looking jaw-dropping in his shirt. Inessa paused too. Inessa looked away from him and fisted the hem of the shirt to ease her nervousness. His fervent gaze was making her uncomfortable. 

Danzel placed the tray on the table, without tearing his eyes off her and walked up to her in slow, purposeful steps. 

He halted in front of her and dropped his eyes to her feet and let it travel up her sexy legs, small waist, perfect busts, and finally rested on her beautiful face. He satred at her for a few moments before parting his mouth. 

"Eat your dinner," with that said, he walked past her and into the bathroom to take the shower.

Inessa wasn't hungry but she decided to eat something nevertheless as she had not eaten anything for a whole day. 

Despite her efforts, she couldn't eat much. She leaned back in her chair and stared at a fixed point, wondering what was going to happen with her now. 

A few minutes later, he came out with a towel draped around his waist. 

Without saying a word, he walked into his closet. She heard his approaching footsteps a minute later but didn't bother to turn around and look at him.  

"Get in the bed," she heard him and her shoulder went rigid. She pretended she had not heard him. Which tuned out to be a bad idea as he came over to her the next moment, and picked her up in his arms. He tossed her roughly in his bed, making her bounce, and grabbed her jaw tightly. 

"When I tell you to do something, you do that," he snapped, close to her face. 

"On mistake, Inessa. It will take only one mistake from you to get your family destroyed," he seethed threateningly. He glared into her eyes before letting go of her jaw with a jerk. 

She clenched her jaw but said nothing. There was nothing she could do right now. 

He stormed out the door and closed the door with a loud bang, making her flinch.

She wiped her unshed tears with the back of her hand and lied down on the bed. She blocked her thoughts and closed her eyes. But sleep was far away. Minutes turned into hours and she heard the opening of the door. He was back. She didn't open her eyes and continued with her act.

Her heart stuttered when the bed dipped and she felt him scooting closer. Her eyes shot open when she felt his hand curling around her arm. Gripping it, he turned her on her back. His eyes looked intoxicated. His face was hovering above her. She pulled in a deep breath to realize he was drunk. 

He brought his hand up and caressed his knuckle down her cheek.

"He says you are his. That fucker doesn't know I have already claimed you as mine," he slurred, smilingly. She furrowed her brows, not understanding who he was referring to. 

"I am the first and the last man who will ever be inside you," he vowed to himself as he traced the outline of her lower lip with his thumbpad.      

"I am the only man you will open your legs for," he brought his hand between her legs and parted them. He cupped her pussy and gave it a squeeze. She gasped in shock. 

"This is mine," he rubbed her sensitive flesh through the fabric, heating up her core.