His Despair by S. N. Nina Arthur (e textbook reader txt) 📕

Davina’s POV:- 

I couldn’t get myself out of his thoughts, the look on his face when he let me go was flashing in front of my eyes over and over again. I sighed deeply as I sat on the bed with a pillow on my lap, “Stop it, Davina” I mumbled while getting up from the bed. 

You need to forget it, I thought and walked towards the door, I was bored and the whole day I was in my room thinking about the change in his behaviour. I just hope he doesn't come to me tonight and let me be. 

It’s dark now, as I walked towards the living room, I saw coop talking to someone dressed in a blue suit, sitting on the sofa with a serious look on his face. I stepped down the stairs and the man’s eyes moved to mine; his eyes were oddly familiar which confused me. 

Coop turned his head and looked at me, I noticed the panic in his features, he quickly turned around and was saying something to the man. 

“Is that her?” he cut him off, Coop nervously glanced at me and nodded his head, I noticed a small smile playing on the corner of his lips. 

“Miss. Ellis!” Coop gestured me to come over, 

I walked towards them with confusion written all over my face, who is this man?

“Miss Ellis, this is Mr. Andrew Spencer, Arthur’s father...” he said, gesturing towards the man sitting on the sofa, I smiled at him and extended my hand towards him.

“Nice meeting you Mr. Spencer,” I said, he smiled back while taking my hand in his, “you too dear,” he replied while his eyes lit up with something which made me confused. 

“Miss Ellis, Dinner is ready, Mr. Spencer wants you to have dinner before he arrives,” Coop said in a hurry,

What is this guy’s problem? 

I glanced at Andrew and smiled at him while turning back and walking towards the dining table, something is off by the way Coop was acting! As if he doesn’t want Andrew to meet me? Or maybe he was told to not let Andrew meet me? Either way, he was acting weird! Or is it just me overthinking?

As soon as I sat down on the chair, the butler walked to me and served my dinner. I quietly had it while my mind pulled me back to the events that happened in the morning. I couldn’t shake the thoughts off my mind, the look he had on his face made me curious. 

Why did he let me go? He didn’t listen to my plea when he had sex with me last time? Why now? 

After having my dinner, I walked back to my room, I was so bored that I had to sit on the sofa placed near the window and look outside. I don’t have any other things to do here, my mind reminded me of all the decisions I took in my past which made me regret them.

My mom was right, I was an emotional fool, I always let my emotions control me and my decisions which led me to this situation where I'm stuck with Arthur with his goddamn contract. I wish I could see dad and tell him how sorry I am for hurting his feelings. I should have listened to him, he was right! He always was. 

I love you dad and I’m so sorry, they say that when we are genuinely sorry for what we did to others and regret it then the universe will help us get back with them, if this is true then I want to meet my dad and I want him to forgive me and take me back into his arms as he does.  

I miss him a lot, But the blame is on me, I did this to myself, I lost all those who loved me and genuinely cared for me. I chose Allen and left them alone, I left my family for the sake of Allen, I chose Allen over them but I guess, karma hit me hard. I was now left all alone. 

Tears rolled down my eyes, as I remembered how happy I was in the arms of a cheater thinking he loved me, I couldn’t see his true self and gave all of me to him.

As I was crying for my past mistakes the door of my bedroom opened with a loud bang which made me flinch and turn back, I saw Arthur walk inside aggressively dressed in a white button-down shirt tucked into his pants, his eyes searched for me and finally spotted me. 

I gulped hard as I took in his condition, he looked stressed and angry, his eyes screamed danger and the way he was walking to me made me take a step back in fear. He walked straight to me and before I could step back any further, he bent down and threw me over his shoulders. 

“Arthur!” I began yelling and hitting his back, 

“Leave me,” I screamed, he threw me roughly on my bed making me gasp while I bounced on the soft mattress. 

I looked at him and saw him mutter something under his breath as he began unbuttoning his shirt while looking at me straight into my eyes. 

What is he doing? Jesus! I swallowed hard as he removed his shirt and threw it on the floor, his bare hard and toned chest came into my view. 

Stop looking at him, I screamed at myself but I couldn’t move my eyes away, it was as if I was hypnotized. He removed his pants and climbed onto my bed, I quickly tried to move away but he got hold of my waist and pulled me down. He placed his hands on either side of me, trapping me underneath him. 

“Stop it,” he said through his teeth while glaring at me, he was drunk but his voice and tone held power and authority compelling me to stop struggling under him. 

I wasn’t crying, nor I was hurt by his action, but something in me was aroused by the way he commanded. I gulped and stared into his blue/green eyes as he stared into mine. His hands moved to my dress and ripped it off my body, his eyes never moved away from mine while doing it. 

My body shivered as the cold air hit me, and his lips slammed against mine, knocking the air off my lungs. My hands flew to his hair automatically, gripping his hair and kissing him back with the same passion. I didn’t notice when he ripped my bra off until his warm and big hand gripped my right breast, squeezing it hard making me gasp.