Raven Beauty [b**m]

Chapter 6 — Drowning

Chapter 6 — Drowning

Keira

A couple of days had passed by since I had seen Mr. Russell and since he touched me. His touch was burning yet so soothing that I couldn't forget it no matter how hard I tried. In the middle of the night, I woke up to dreaming about Mr. Russell tying me up and touching me for the fourth time this week. Every night I craved his touch but by morning it was all gone as I returned to my work life and normal routine.

I didn't try to call him—his assistant because I felt like it was dangerous. Being around him didn't feel uncomfortable, it just felt terribly dangerous. He was able to get inside me and pull out those things that I hadn't even thought off ever.

Sex. Touch. Men.

These all were in my forbidden list.

However, all things aside, Amanda was really thankful for what I did.

"I'm going to get some water. Do you want something?" She asked as she jumped on my stand. I moved my eyes away from my phone and looked at her.

"Yes, water for me too."

Amanda than left the stand. I was all alone in the middle of the mall and whoever was approaching me, I ignored them as I didn't feel like talking to anyone. There were no managers in my stand for the first time and I took this opportunity to do whatever I wanted. I played a game on my phone and hummed a small song while people passed by.

It wasn't necessary for me to work all the time. I just had to collect numbers for and that was a pretty easy job.

"I believe, I clearly told you to wear longer skirts." A very familiar voice made its way to my ears. I gasped before widening my eyes and dropping the phone deep inside the desk. I though no one was going to appear — especially not Mr. Russell. But he did. And he was standing right behind me, looking at my bare legs that weren't covered.

Shit.

"Oops, I think I miss that." I said as I turned around to face him.

"Don't tempt me, Ms. Keira." He jaw clenched as he said.

"Oh, you're being tempted? I'm so sorry," I placed my hands on my hips as my lips curled into a smile. Short skirts really tempted him. I stopped wearing long ones because they looked ugly on me.

"And you're on your phone again," he trailed off as his eyes drifted to my phone.

"Yes, I just got an important message." I replied.

"I doubt that but I'll let it pass away this time. Where is your co-worker?" He asked.

"Amanda? Oh, she went to get water for me."

"Hmm," Mr. Russell sat down on the sitting area of the stand. He wasn't alone, he had his assistant just behind him who was glaring at me.

"Do you want something?" I asked.

"Nope," He placed his hand underneath his chin and shook his head. "Just came here to see what you were up to,"

"Oh,"

"So, what do you do?"

"Nothing much, sit around usually except when Mr. Gabriel is there, then I have to stand up and work." I rolled my eyes and said.

"Has he said anything else to you?" Mr. Russell asked with concern.

"Nothing much, just casual threats but I'm used to it now."

"Casual threats?"

"Yes, but I don't care." I shrugged but the look on Mr. Russell's face forced me to continue. He wanted to know more. "Like if I don't do my job properly then he'll kick me out. He does it all the time. He doesn't likes me and since day one, he wants to get rid of me."

"I'll speak to him,"

"No, no, it's fine. It's great. Please don't do anything," I said. I didn't want to put Gabriel in trouble especially with Mr. Russell. He feared him and so did I.

"Mr. Russell, you have a flight in 20 minutes. We have to leave," Nina leaned down and whispered to him but she was loud enough to put those words into my ears.

"You're going?" I asked as my face flushed color.

"Yes, just for a week. I'll see you later then, Ms. Keira and avoid using your phone and also please, wear longer skirts. This isn't an option, it's an order." Mr. Russell said before walking away.

"Of course," I whispered under my breath and rolled my eyes while I watched him leave the mall.

A week without Mr. Russell.

Great.

After finishing work, I decided to go for a long drive. I needed some time away from my normal routine which was crashing in bed and binging on series with Molly. I took a long turn to the west of Denver which was covered in long trees and wild animals. It was beautiful and dark when I drove my car inside the forest. Ever since I came to Denver, I always took long trips to the forest because it was the only thing that bought peace into my life.

I stopped my car in front of the lake and walked towards the cold water. It was dangerous but I loved taking risks. It was the middle of the night when I removed my clothes and dipped myself inside the freezing lake.

Bare and naked, I slapped my hand over my mouth and drowned myself until I couldn't grasp on air.

A whole minute passed by, my lungs craved for air but I didn't get out of the water. I opened my eyes and swam further inside the darkness. The lake was filled with fishes and different sea creatures but none of them terrified me.

I kept on swimming until I didn't drown. Then I began to struggle for a breath but I didn't move from my place. It was the only I could control myself.

To drown.

After full five minutes, I scrambled towards the shore and took a deep breath. My body was numb from the water and I was exhausted by holding my breath.

I got out of the lake and sat beside, wondering when this all had started. A lot of old memories rushed into my head but I was able to push them away.

After a few minutes of resting and calming down, I got up and went back towards my car. The air around me was cold and freezing. The hair on my skin was rising and I was quivering. I quickly wrapped a towel around me and dried myself off before dressing up.

I hoped inside my car and drove back to my apartment. I needed an escape and this was the only option I had.

"Keira! Didn't I tell you not to go to the lake?" Molly yelled as I walked inside the house. She found out that I had been drowning myself because my hair was wet. She knew a lot of things and it frightened me, I loved my own company and my own secrets, I couldn't allow anyone to know them but Molly was able to learn everything about me.

"It was just a couple minutes and I'm fine now," I sat down on the couch and said while rubbing my wet hair with a dry towel.

"You'll get sick!" She exclaimed as she touched my face. "You're already sick, your body is hot as hell. I told you to not do those things."

"Molly, I'm fine. Don't worry about me." I said as I touched her hand and moved it away from my face.

"I'm worried. You hadn't done this for so long and now suddenly...is something worrying you?" She asked with confusion.

"No, I'm fine. I just...needed to escape. Nothing is worrying me," I said with a smile, hoping she would understand.

She placed her hand on my shoulder and I reassured her. "Please don't do it again, it terrifies me knowing that you are purposely drowning yourself." Molly begged.

I nodded my head, "I won't, not for a long time. I'm going to head to my bed and sleep. See you tomorrow,"

I got up and left the living room and Molly. I rushed back to my room and stumbled across my dressing table mirror. Staring back at my reflection, I saw my eyes that were crimson red from the salty water at the lake, my skin was dry, and my hair was in wet chunks all across my head. It wasn't how I looked like, it was how I felt like.

Terrible and sick.

I slept before my fever worsened anymore. The next morning, I wasn't able to move, I was numb and hot as hell. Molly came up and checked on me a couple times, she gave me a few medicines and then left for her work when I seemed to get better. She told me to visit the doctor but I wasn't going to do that.

I called up Gabriel before my shift started. "Hey, I can't come today, I really sick." I said.

"Yes, Ms. Keira, I have heard that a thousand times. You already had two sick leaves this month, another one will cost you—maybe your job." Gabriel replied with arrogance. I rolled my eyes and turned around while clutching my stomach. I didn't regret going to the lake, it bought me peace that I really needed now.

"Please, Mr. Gabriel, I'm terribly sick. What's wrong with you? Just get another promoter for the day. Do you want to watch me clash on the floor in front of everyone?" I asked loudly. My throat wasn't working as well, it was sore and aching. I'm sure Gabriel was able to hear that.

"Fine, whatever, do what you have to and come whenever you feel like. Not that you work under me anymore." Gabriel said before closing the call. One thing surprised me, what did he mean by I didn't work under him anymore? He was still my manager—my boss.

I shrugged the thought away and took another nap. A whole day passed by in silence, it felt unusual staying inside this apartment alone. During evening, I felt way hotter than usual. My inside were burning and to my surprise, I was horny. My p***y was clenching for a touch, mines or someone else, it didn't matter.

The fever wore off but I still felt tired. After rolling back and forth around the bed, trying to suppress my excitement blowing inside my p***y, I gave up and used my little vibration toy that helped me achieve an orgasm in no time.

The only thing that crossed my head while I was m**********g was Mr. Russell. The way he touched me and ignited the fire inside me was marvelous. I wanted to feel that again and again but he wasn't in Denver.

Oh, I could wait till he returned back.

Sebastian

"Sir, would you like me to get you anything?" The hostess asked. I shook my head and closed my eyes. The flight to North Carolina was long and tortuous. I had to fly immediately to meet someone important, other than that, my mother had business with her sisters in North Carolina so we flew together.

My mother was sitting across me and going through a magazine while I just tried to stay calm. The relationship I had with my mother was chaotic, really fragile, and any topic I started related to our pasts triggered her anger. I didn't want to see that while I was on my own plane.

"Sebastian," My mother called out. I peeled open my eyes and looked at her with no intention of creating an argument. I just wanted to sleep and scurry away from this all.

"Yes, mother?"

"You flying with me after years, the least you can do is talk to me." She stated in her casual tone. I rolled my eyes and looked out of the window. This was where it was going to start. Oh, what I feared.

"Please, I choose to keep my distance and I rather throw myself off this plane than talk to you." I said.

"Respect, Sebastian. I'm still your mother!" She exclaimed quietly.

My assistants were in the next cabin, doing whatever they wanted while I was being tortured by my mother.

"Yes, I'm clearly aware of that fact." I said with a smile before drinking the red wine placed in front of me.

"What are your future plans? You're going to turn thirty in a few months. Haven't you thought about anything?" My mother asked with curiosity.

I hated it.

"I know that and no, I'm not interested in any kind of future plans—especially with a woman so don't expect me to marry or whatever is running through your head. I'm happy where I am," I clearly explained, hoping she would get my point but like usual, she didn't.

"You have to marry eventually. How long are you going to stay like this? You need to settle down with a woman." My mother argued.

"For as long as I wish, I don't want women or children or a family. I'm happy where I am, why can't you simply understand that?" I gritted my teeth together and asked.

This was going to be a long, painful flight.

"I have been trying to understand it since the past decade. If your father would be here—"

"But he isn't, no need to drag a deceased man in this topic, mother. Accept my decisions and my life choices and I'll be grateful." I stated before getting up.

"Where are you going?" My mother asked as she saw me walk away.

"Away from you," I mumbled.

"Come back at once, Sebastian. We aren't done here," she said.

I scoffed and ignored her. She was the least of my interests. I hated speaking with her because all that came out of her mouth was negativity.

The plane was divided in four sections, one was the cockpit and for the cabin crew, one for my ladies, a private area for me and my family—or whoever I was flying with and a bedroom by the end of the plane.

I had no intention of sleeping after seeing Linda. I wanted to f**k her, hardly, till she screamed and woke up everyone in this plane. I seated beside my ladies and instructed Linda to come to me. She sat on my lap and I played with her body while speaking to my assistant.

"Tell me, when is the meeting and when will I be able to fly back to Denver?"

"I was able to arrange the meeting with Mr. Dexter tomorrow morning but he invited you to his house for his birthday party on this weekend. Would you be interested in that, Mr. Russell?" Nina asked.

I sighed and caressed Linda's soft thighs while thinking about what Nina asked.

"When is my mother planning to be done with her—whatever it is?"

"Ms. Katherine is seeing her sisters, she'll be staying with them for a week and leaving by next weekend." Nina said.

I wasn't able to leave without her, even if I wanted too. That was simply disrespectful so I decided to stay for as long as my mother was here. I didn't want to put up a negative impression to the media that I left my mother alone in North Carolina and enjoyed myself back in Denver.

"Fine, I'll attend the party but before that I want to see Dexter so arrange that as soon as possible." I instructed and Nina nodded.

I looked up at Linda, "Let's go f**k,"