39.Shattered Walls A Night of Confession and Desire
Bella's POV:
As I walked towards Tessa's apartment, the weight of what had happened felt heavier with each step. The apartment complex loomed before me, its familiar fa?ade offering little comfort as I made my way up to Tessa's door. I knocked, my hands trembling slightly.
"Bella!" Tessa's voice was cheerful as she opened the door. Her face fell into an expression of concern when she saw my tear-streaked face. "What's wrong?"
Without waiting for an invitation, I stepped inside, needing the familiarity of her space to anchor me. I collapsed onto the couch, my eyes brimming with fresh tears. Tessa sat down beside me, her concern deepening as she took in my distressed state.
"Tessa, you won't believe what happened," I began, my voice shaking. "William... he came to my apartment last night. He broke in through the window, and I was so scared."
Tessa's eyes widened in shock. "William broke in? That's... that's crazy. What did he want?"
I took a deep breath, trying to steady my emotions. "He wanted to explain everything. He told me about Olivia and his stepfather. Apparently, they've been trying to ruin him ever since he refused to transfer the property to them. Olivia's been blackmailing him, threatening to file a case if he didn't agree to stay with her or split the property."
Tessa's eyes grew even wider, her shock palpable. "Olivia? I knew she was trouble, but this is... this is next level. I had no idea she was involved in something so malicious. But it makes sense now."
I nodded, feeling a lump form in my throat. "William said that if he had agreed to Olivia's demands, his mother would have been left homeless, and he couldn't bear the thought of that. He was trying to protect her and keep me safe, even though it meant staying away from me."
Tessa leaned back, her mind clearly racing. "So that's why he's been so distant and off lately. It all adds up now. I remember how he seemed so tense and distracted, and I just thought it was work stress. But now..."
I felt a wave of frustration mixed with relief at her words. "Yes, exactly. It's like a huge piece of the puzzle finally fell into place. But it doesn't make everything okay. I was so hurt by his distance, and now it feels like I've been living in this fog of misunderstanding."
Tessa took my hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "Bella, this is a lot to process. I can't believe he was dealing with something so intense and personal while trying to keep it all together. But you have to remember, he's not the only one hurting here. You've been through so much too."
I wiped away the tears that had started flowing again. "I know. I just... I feel so conflicted. Part of me wants to forgive him and be there for him, but another part is still so angry and hurt."
Tessa's gaze softened, her voice gentle. "It's okay to feel that way. You're allowed to be angry and hurt. But don't forget that he came to you, desperate for your understanding. It shows how much he needs you and values your presence in his life."
I sighed, feeling a mix of gratitude and sadness. "I just don't know how to move forward. I want to be there for him, but I also need to protect myself. I need to figure out what's best for me."
Tessa nodded, her expression thoughtful. "Take your time. You don't have to have all the answers right now. Focus on what feels right for you and how you can heal from all of this. And remember, I'm here for you. Whatever you need, just let me know."
I managed a weak smile, feeling a bit of the weight lift off my shoulders. "Thank you, Tessa. It means a lot to have someone like you to talk to."
Tessa pulled me into a comforting hug. "Anytime, Bella. We'll get through this together. And who knows? Maybe there's still hope for you and William, despite everything."
As I left Tessa's apartment, I felt a glimmer of hope amidst the confusion. I wasn't sure what the future held, but at least I had a friend who understood and a bit of clarity that might help me navigate the tangled emotions that lay ahead.
As the night settled into a heavy silence, I returned home, my mind still buzzing with the revelations and the emotional aftermath of the day. The office had been a whirlwind of chaos and confusion, but knowing that I had shared my concerns with Tessa had offered a sliver of relief. The weight of William's troubling situation seemed a little lighter now that I had someone to confide in.
I settled into my bed, exhaustion pulling at my limbs. The events of the day played on a loop in my mind—William's desperate confession, his anguish, and the surprising relief that came with understanding his reasons. I was just about to drift off to sleep when a sudden noise startled me awake. My heart raced as I heard the sound of someone forcefully entering through the window.
Panic initially surged through me, but as I squinted into the dim light and recognized William's silhouette, a strange calmness settled over me. My breathing steadied as I saw his familiar, tormented face.
"William?" I whispered, trying to keep my voice steady.
He looked at me with a mix of relief and desperation. "Bella, I'm sorry. I needed to come back. There's something important I have to tell you."
He crossed the room with hurried steps, his eyes locked onto mine. "The execution of my stepfather and Olivia is in process. It's moving forward, and I needed you to know that you're safe now. Everything will be alright."
A wave of relief washed over me. The knot of worry that had been constricting my chest began to loosen. I nodded, trying to process the information while grappling with the sudden surge of emotions that his presence brought.
Before I could fully absorb his words, William took a step closer, his gaze intense and filled with a desperate longing. He cupped my face in his hands, his thumbs brushing away the tears that still clung to my cheeks. Without warning, he leaned in and captured my lips in a kiss that was both fervent and tender.
The kiss was a revelation of all the emotions he had been holding back. It was as if he was trying to convey everything he felt through that single, passionate connection. I melted into it, feeling the warmth and urgency of his touch, the way his lips moved against mine with a need that was almost palpable.
As he pulled back, his breath was ragged, and his eyes were filled with a raw, unfiltered desire. "Bella, I've wanted to do that for so long. I felt like I would die if I didn't kiss you tonight."
His words were a balm to my wounded heart, soothing the ache of longing that had been so intense. He began to trail kisses down my neck, each touch a tender exploration that sent shivers through me. His lips were gentle but insistent, and his breath against my skin was warm and electrifying.
But before I could fully express my gratitude, he looked at me with a mix of determination and tenderness. "Bella, I need you to understand how much you mean to me. I need you to know that you're mine, and I want to show you just how much I've missed you."
"You look great in pajamas!" He kissed my neck and reached beneath my pajama shirt to take off the bra.
I redden. "Thank—"
"Take it off"
I gave a loud gasp as he stroked my breast and pinched my nipple. He took hold of one of my thighs, and I locked his upper body. "I'm going to vulgarize you a bit and maybe even fuck you hard, Just know that I love you because tonight you mignt not feel like it"
He took off my shorts and tee, exposing my body, and bit my lips hard. I sigh with pleasure.
I put my hands around his neck and give him tongue-twisting looks. I could only sense William at this point. "I want you."
"That's all I wanted to hear."
After throwing me into the bed, he stayed on top of me. His fingers moved down to remove my underwear. "You're so beautiful. I'm going to eat you "
His hands were still in my breast as he proceeded lower. I'd never felt like this before. He licked it, it felt so good, it pleased me. He gave me a direct glance. "I licked it, so it's mine.
"Say you're mine." He jerked his finger inside me. I let out a loud moan.
"I'm"
"Say it."
"Yours."
"That sound." With greater intensity, he thrust his finger, causing me to groan.
My body shivered when he kissed my belly. Why was my heartbeat audible in my vagina?
"You should not have let that guy Iris touch you." As he rubbed his dick in my area, he murmured.
More neck kisses. "I hate it when you let other man touch you."
"Say you're mine". He slipped his finger inside me.
"Yours."
I was breathing heavily from exhaustion when he hurriedly pulled something out of his jeans. After stripping off his clothes, he turned me over so that I was on all fours.
He was shoved himself inside me when I yelled. I groaned. "Please."
"Good girl. To whom do you belong?
"You." I let out a little whimper.
" Williams Davesworth."
"Who do you belong to?"
"Ah, William Davesworth."
"You." THRUST "Belong." THRUST "TO." THRUST "ME."
My legs were trembleling.
"Take me like a good girl." He stated this while grabbing my neck with one hand and my hair with another from the back.
"You feel perfect. Just perfect. Perfect this position with my dick inside you."
As he thrust harshly, I groan.
"This is better than jerking off when i think about you." disclosure that surprised me.
"I've wanted to do this from so long." He breathed hard.
"Since?"
"Since i saw you for the first time."I circled him as he angled my hip to his hip bone.
"All the time, I've wondered what it would feel like to be inside you." He gave me a kiss.
"Only if you knew how difficult it would be to control myself when you bit that lip, when you put that hair up, when you walk, when you talk, and when you dance. GOD. You make it so hard to resist you. You look like you're made for me."
"More." As he planted his mouth in my breast, I groaned.
"Fuck. Bella I might get on my knees and worship you. You feel better than home. " He groaned.
He took my towered his body completely and now this huge man was thrusting me. It went on and on whole night.