Chapter 12

Elijah

After almost two hours of training with Bob, my mood wasn't calmed by what happened with the brunette. I saw Evan come in with a worse attitude than mine, and no matter how many punches he gave to the punching bag, he was not getting over it. I decided to approach him and find out what was wrong with him. I walked to the boxing area, stood behind the punching bag, and stopped him without saying anything. He looked at me for a few seconds and continued hitting it.

Something was making him angry, and I sensed the reason.

"What's got you like that?" I asked when he stopped to get a drink of water.

"Do you really care?" he questioned wryly, and I looked at him, raising an eyebrow.

He was more pissed off than I imagined.

"Don't be an idiot, Evan. We're friends, and as much of a motherfucker as you think I am, you know our relationship is special." I saw him laugh at what I said, and I knew well why it was. "Okay, that sounded really sissy, but you get what I'm getting at," I clarified.

"It's because of Bella." I looked at him doubtfully, "Because of Isabella, I call her that," he explained, and I laughed derisively.

Was he serious?

He rolled his eyes, and I calmed down for him to continue.

"I kissed her," he exclaimed out, and I guess it was a good thing I stopped laughing earlier.

I knew my look changed after what he said as he looked at me strangely.

"That's supposed to have you happy if you like that Brunette so much," I inquired, deciding that I would leave that nickname to the girl.

My voice sounded harsher than I intended. I walked over to the punching bag and started punching it.

"It's supposed to be, but it's not. At first, she tried to correspond with me, then she pulled away from me and told me she had a boyfriend." I gave a brutal hit to the bag getting it to break, and sand started coming out of it. "Wow, that hit was tough, is there something wrong with you?" he asked, smiling, but I ignored him.

A lot was going on with me, and I just wished Evan wouldn't become a problem for me.

"Talking about that girl always puts me in a bad mood," I snorted and at the same time tried to control myself and ignore why I was affected by what Evan said to me.

"I really like her," he confessed and, even though I already suspected it, hearing it didn't please me, "but she made things very clear to me and said that as long as she's in a relationship, she can never reciprocate."

I smiled out of inertia.

"You can always get rid of the boyfriend," I rebuked, looking him in the eyes.

"Would you do it if you liked her that much?" I laughed sarcastically at his question. He knew me better than everyone, and yet he still questioned my ways.

The answer was easy, and I would do it whether I liked her or not. I would do it just for pleasure, for pride.

"I like women just to take them to bed, and for that, I don't mind if they have boyfriends," I emphasized, "but if I liked a woman enough for more than a good one-night stand and she had a boyfriend, I'd see to it that she got rid of him," I assured.

"I'm not like that, LuzBel. I couldn't get into a relationship." That much I already knew. Evan was always that stupid.

Or much more manly, according to other people.

"That's your problem, Evan. You stop at the first bump." He looked at me curiously, "You suffer because you want to. If I were you, I wouldn't think about her being in a relationship and conquer her," telling him those words cost me too much. Still, I did it, and I hoped I wouldn't regret it later.

"I can never be like that. Remember that saying don't do to others what you don't want them to do to you."

Fools!

"Sometimes, I wonder why you and I are friends?" I mocked. "In the end, that saying matters shit and someone else always comes along wanting what's yours, here the one who is the biggest son of a bitch wins, not the most honorable," I finished by walking past him and patting his shoulder.

He knew I was saying this from my own experience.

I walked out of the gym after saying those words to him and left him standing there, giving it some more time to think.

I couldn't keep thinking about what he confessed to me, and it bothered me that he was such a jerk and all because of a newly arrived brunette. I was curious about his blissful boyfriend, but I didn't want to ask Evan anything else, not to give him more important than he deserved from me.

I got into the car and decided to go to Elsa's apartment to get out the tension I still felt, which increased after my talk with Evan. I was aware that Elsa was upset with me, although I also knew that I could make her happy very fast. During all the way, I did nothing but think about what I talked about with Evan and remember the approach I had with the brunette—perceiving her nervousness and the warmth of her body very close to mine made me very hard. That ecstasy that I loved so much was provoked by the simple contact I had with her, which bothered me because I did not like to feel that girl.

I shouldn't have. It was as simple as that.

Already at my destination, I hurried to Elsa's apartment door, I knocked three times to let her know it was me, and after a few minutes, she opened it. She didn't look thrilled, her curly hair was a bit messy, and I laughed at that, making her roll her eyes.

"What are you here for?" she snapped angrily.

"Aren't you inviting me in?" I asked pointedly, ignoring her question.

"I'm about to go take a bath," she snorted and crossed her arms at her breasts, making them look bigger and more provocative.

She was annoyed but still provoking me.

Women!

"Will you invite me to take a bath with you?" I said, walking into the apartment without her inviting me.

"I can do it alone," she mumbled, playing hard to get.

She wasn't going to last long.

"I know. However, I could clean you better," I offered, raising my hands and licking my lips.

"I'm not happy with you, LuzBel. You're an idiot who offends me and then seeks me out."

"Well, I know I'm an idiot, so let me fix it."

"How?" she questioned, biting her bottom lip to hide a smile.

She was already falling.

"You know how." I walked over to her after closing the door and put my hands on her waist. "Let me make you forget what I did," I whispered in her ear and licked her earlobe.

Without waiting for an answer, I grabbed her ass, forcing her up to my waist, entangling her long legs in it, I began to lick her neck, and as she enjoyed that, I headed for the bathroom. When we arrived, we undressed, got into the shower without giving the water time to warm up, and we both gasped as we had contact with her. I turned her around, and my hands traveled to her tits. Her back pressed into my chest, and her nipples hardened not only from the water falling on them but also from the rubbing my fingers gave her. I gathered her hair to one side and began to lick from her shoulder to her nape. My caresses went down to her belly and found a place between her legs, and I brutally touched her as I rubbed my hard erection in the hollow of her buttocks. Elsa brought one of her hands behind my head and the other to my leg, causing me to press harder into her.

I knew I would have her fast.

"You drive me crazy," she gasped, and I smiled into her neck. I already knew that.

I continued to lick there and her ear. My hand continued to massage her breasts while with the other, I opened her slit, and with two of my fingers, I began to rub her clit. Despite the wetness from the water, I also felt that her fluids and moans showed me that she loved what I was doing to her.

"Do you like what I can do with my hands, Little Crazy?" I questioned with my voice hoarse with desire.

"Yes, but I need more," she replied between gasps.

I made her turn around, and without further play, I pulled her back up to my waist, burying myself in her as I pressed her back against the bathroom tiles, she moaned and not just from pleasure but also from a bit of pain I caused her with my roughness, but I didn't care because I was sure she loved that. I rammed her hard, and my fingers dug into her hips and her nails into my shoulders. I loved to see her face distorting with her gestures of pleasure, and that only increased mine. I was aware that I had not used a condom, but with Elsa, I did not care. It was not the first time that happened, and I knew her too well to ensure her good health. And apart from that, she only slept with me so, and I continued to enjoy her body. I buried my face in the hollow of her neck and hurried my penetrations, provoking more pleasure in both of us.

I felt her insides begin to contract, and after three thrusts, she exploded in her orgasm, screaming my nickname, at the same time burying her nails deeper into my shoulders. Far from hurting, I liked the sensation so much that I felt like coming right then and there. I came out of her vagina intending to masturbate to get to my release, but I was surprised when I saw her bending down in front of me. She took my penis with both her hands and pumped it, and then put it in her mouth. I grunted as I felt how she passed the tongue on the crown of my cock, looking me in the eyes.

The sight of her was fucking hot, and that, along with the caresses she was providing me, made my orgasm loom. I groaned because her mouth giving me the ultimate ecstasy there was. Her hands went up to my abdomen and ran it backward, reaching my ass. She put pressure there, causing me to sink deeper until I reached her throat, and I swear in those moments, I adored that chick and everything she was doing to me.

My penis in her throat caused her to gag, and she immediately pulled it out. The saliva that came out of her mouth was thicker, and with it, she started pumping me with her hands, and without being able to take it anymore, I cum, making my semen fall on her face. I leaned with my hands on the bathroom tiles to stabilize myself a little since my legs felt weak. I closed my eyes and noticed that Elsa stood up, being imprisoned between my arms. She came closer and kissed my cheek. I opened my eyes and found her with a finger in her mouth tasting my semen, causing me to smile with satisfaction.

"You taste delicious," she whispered with a smile.

"Just like you," I said, remembering all the times I tasted her.

"I still don't understand why I always fall for you, even if I want to play hard to get," she confessed.

"It's because I'm like a drug," I mused, smiling sideways and thinking about something I read a while ago.

"Aha! And why like a drug?" he asked.

"Because the one that tries me won't leave me, and the one that leaves me won't forget me," I replied with a shrug, and she laughed sarcastically.

"You're also fucking haughty and a real asshole," she snorted, pretending to be annoyed.

But she wasn't anymore. That's how she was. That's how we both were—stupid arguments and sex without love, the easiest, healthiest things for our lives.

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The days went by, and between classes at college and work with my father, I didn't even have time to argue or confront Isabella. Besides, I had hardly seen her. The guys informed me that she started her training with them at the quarters and that day she would start at the gym, so I hurried to finish with all the pending things I had, and I went to Bob's place to plan something with him and then see how the brunette was doing with her training.

"May I know what that girl did to deserve your game?" he questioned, ironizing the last, and I laughed.

"I'm just trying to prepare her for my world," I mused serenely. He raised one of his thick, grizzled eyebrows and then denied.

"It's funny to see you so interested in that girl. Is she pretty?" his question took me by surprise, and I decided to skip the answer.

"Just do as I ask," I blurted out, and I knew it was time to stop that interrogation.

"Well, I see she's not only pretty, but she's also different from the kind of girl you're used to," he commented, and I shook my head.

"Yeah, man. Just do what I ask you to do," I rebuked and left the office to stop him from spouting any more nonsense.

When I got to the weights area, I saw that White had not arrived yet, but Dylan, Jacob, Connor, and Evan were there. I greeted them, and after receiving the instructions Bob gave me for my routine, I started my workout. It wasn't easy at all, but I liked working out this hard, so I wasn't complaining.

"Did you find out what I asked you to do?" I asked Connor in a break.

"Yes. His name is Elliot, but that's all I could get." I snorted at his answer and also tensed at the name he gave me. "Don't get mad, Jane is his friend, and she doesn't blurt out anything about her," he excused himself, and I remembered how close he was starting to get to that scaredy-cat, and I just hoped that distraction wouldn't influence his efficiency.

"What's that guy's last name?" I asked immediately, and Connor denied it. He didn't know. "I'm intrigued that that girl hides so much. Her life is a mystery," I mumbled with annoyance, and at the same time, I was curious to know her boyfriend's last name.

I really hoped it wasn't who I suspected because the poor girl would pay the price if it were.

"At least we know the boyfriend's name is Elliot," he said calmly, although I wasn't, and there was something that wouldn't let me be. "I have a basis for further investigation, LuzBel, and I don't think it's who you think. It would be too much of a coincidence," he added as he looked at me thoughtfully.

"And if it was, I think it would be the work of fate giving me a chance to finish what I couldn't finish," I assured, and he denied. "Well, tell Bob not to forget the directions about her routine," I ordered, ending the conversation and knowing that he sensed what I was referring to, although he doubted something.

I ignored his curiosity.

I continued with my workout, and when I was about to finish, I saw the brunette enter the gym accompanied by Tess, they approached Bob, and my sister was in charge of introducing them. Isabella looked fucking sexy in her sportswear, and I couldn't help but admire all the attributes she possessed. I shook my head to get all the stupid thoughts. I had out of my mind almost in a second and went on with my routine. I was interrupted by Bob and the girls.

"Boy, I need your help," my old friend asked. I finished my last set, took the small towel I left on one of the machines and wiped my sweat.

"Yeah?" I mumbled in a gasp from exhaustion.

"We finally have the new girl with us." He pointed to the brunette acting as I asked, "but I'm on my way out and need you to supervise her training." I smiled at the look on Isabella's face.

"Can't it be another guy?" she snorted immediately with indignation.

As if I was going to allow it, even worse with the clothes he was wearing.

"Don't even think it's my pleasure," I mumbled, looking at her coldly, and yes, I was faking it.

I was really enjoying teasing her.

"Now, guys! Bob, I can help you," Tess interrupted, and inwardly I cursed, seeing that she could ruin my plans.

"You know the whole bomb routine?" asked Bob, and she immediately denied it. "See, that's why I can't tell someone else to help me, since only your brother knows it, and besides, he's the only one who has managed to do it," he informed, and I saw Isabella's frustration. "So come on, the sooner you start, the better," he encouraged. I nodded with amusement, and Tess and Isabella did so with resignation.

"Don't overdo it, Elijah," Tess warned in a whisper, walking past me. I just stared at the brunette who was glaring at me.

Yes, White, your time to start paying had come.

"Ready for your workout, Gorgeous?" I asked teasingly. She just rolled her eyes and shrugged. "Okay, you'll start with stretching, then twenty minutes of cardio to warm up, and we'll follow that with an hour of circuits and an hour of CrossFit," I informed, taking a demanding pose.

That's when I knew how good Bob felt when he was killing us at the point of the exercise.

"That's a lot for one day," she complained.

"That's a lot for weaklings," I stressed and watched her get angry.

I hit right at her pride.

She started with what I indicated, and I knew she did it with resignation. I was more than satisfied to make her pay for everything she did since we met. Isabella might have forgotten that she had a score to settle with me because of how she was towards us, but I didn't forget it. I planned everything to perfection, and I had to admit that Dylan and Elsa were the happiest when they found out about my plans. Dylan could be present to check everything out; however, unfortunately for Elsa, she would miss it as my father had sent her on a special mission.

She would have to make do with what they were going to tell her later.

I pushed Isabella harder with each passing moment and forced her to do routines that not even an experienced crossfitter could complete, and I was very amused to see her frustrated face. Still, I also accepted that she was persevering and, albeit with difficulty, managed to finish each set.

"Th-this is payback, right?" she asked awkwardly, and I laughed.

"Stop talking and continue," I commanded in a calm voice, though I became serious.

"Help me with this one," she asked as the bar she had to hold onto to work her abdomen was too high, and due to her exhaustion, she no longer had the breath even to jump. I smiled wryly and denied his request. "Come on, help me, or are you afraid to touch me?" she asked, and that annoyed me. Even seeing what I was doing to her for having thought she was more than me, she dared to provoke me.

With one stride, I approached her and grabbed her waist, causing her belly to rub against my pelvis. She gasped after that act, having surprised her.

"You should be scared to be too close to me," I whispered close to her face, and the reaction I provoked in her satisfied me.

"Do you burn?" she snickered a little nervously.

"I burn and drag to hell," I warned her, and I sensed her body tremble, and I cursed myself as I felt how her reaction turned me on, how her vanilla smell and sweaty body made me imagine her on the bed, underneath me as she moaned my name. "Get ready," I ordered, trying to erase my thoughts and urge her on and make her grab the bar.

She had pissed me off.

Her tiredness was already noticeable with each repetition that, with much difficulty, she managed to execute. Her gasps from the effort were louder that only managed to keep my mind from letting go of the thoughts I had of her before and, images kept formulating that at that moment I didn't want them, so I shook my head again.

If this is how I make you pant so much, I can imagine how you would scream if I had you in bed. I thought.

I saw her stop her repetitions, she jumped to the floor to see me surprised, and I cursed as I realized I didn't just think it, I said it, and she heard me.

"That won't happen even in your dreams," she spat indignantly.

"Don't think so much of yourself. You're not to my liking either," I blurted out arrogantly.

"You're an idiot, LuzBel, and it's a good thing you have no illusions about me because I would never sleep with you," she attacked haughtily and disgustedly.

"I'd tell you never say never, but I feel the same way this time too," I assured. "I'm not into mommy and daddy's spoiled little girls," I scoffed.

At that moment, I noticed a clash of emotions between surprise, hurt, and anger on her face.

"Neither do I, fucking smug, narcissistic fuck," she mumbled as she pulled herself together, walking past me.

Motherfucker!

"Where are you going?" I questioned. "We're not done."

"I'm going to find a real man. I don't feel like being with a stupid, arrogant hunk anymore," she asserted in a sharp voice, causing my good mood to disappear immediately.

It was the second fucking time she'd lowered me to less than a man.

I'll bring you down, you insolent little girl.

I thought as I watched her walk out of the gym. I didn't know how to lose, and I made a promise to myself to make Isabella swallow her every word and thus prove to her that when I wanted something, I got it, and with her, it would be no exception.

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