Chapter 17 Last Man Standing

So I am finding myself in front of Vic s door. I came here with the great intention to tell him that Castaneda is an asshole. But for the life of me, I cannot get myself to enter. Ya…I have grown somewhat shit scared. If he does not beat me to death, he will cut the parts off that pleasures his daughter. Fuck. Why did I go and bang the boss s daughter? Talk about complicating things for myself. Not only can I kiss my ass away, but my company will now surely fail. Here I thought that Trinity was my downfall, but it seems to be me. I cannot do this. Fuck. I need to getaway. So I make my way somewhat defeated even before I tried back to the kitchen, where I find Alexa standing and baking that doughy shit again. But as I am just about to make my exit in the attempt to run away, she calls me back. "Colton, I saw you there. Don t think you are getting away so easily." "Hey, Alexa, where is Trinity." "Some shit about wanting something in her room, but I am guessing she is hiding for the same reason that you have come from Vic s office." "Alexa, that man is a monster. It drives me beyond insane to see his hands on her." "Do you want me to talk to Vic? Because he will rip your ass to pieces if he finds out that you touched his little princess." Well, why did I not think of this in the first place? Guess I have a greater death wish than I thought. With Trinity back here, I can at least build the courage to convince her father about us. Ya…right. Just keep on telling yourself that. Now I cannot wait for the satisfaction on my face as I go and fetch Trinity s stuff from Castaneda. I think the man might just kill me, but it is far better than beating the shit out of him than it would be Vic. Not that I would be so brave to do it, but a man can only dream. There is only so much that I can do for the woman I love. There I go again… I am getting damn soft… I find my way upstairs to Trinity s room to tell her that I am fetching her things from Castaneda. But I find her on her bed crying. Now I am not a man that knows how to treat a woman that is crying; in fact, I run as far as my feet can carry me. But what type of boyfriend… Fuck! Did I just say that word? Regardless of what I am to her, what type of man would I be if I did not comfort her when she is feeling sad. So before making an attempt to go to her, I go, and I lock that damn door. As I sit down next to her, I lift her cheek and stare in those deep brown eyes, "Princess, what is wrong?" She does not answer; she only bursts out crying more. Is this because I am hesitant to kiss her? Yes, I can be full of shit, and I firmly believe in what I stand for, but hell, this is pushing the woman I love away from me. My thought lasts but for a full second as my eyes moved to the fullness of her lips. With a look of heat in my eyes, so comes the lust and desire once again. It is undeniable; the chemistry is still there. I know that once I kiss her, my resistance will crumble. Without thinking much, I slide my hands down her waist to lay it at the small of her back. She does not protest, yet she allows me to pull her further into my craving body. Now there is only one desire, one wish, and it is just a matter of time before it happens. I can feel her lean her body up against mine, completely closing any gap that existed before. I begin to lay smooth kisses against the delicate skin of her neck, rendering my body even weaker than before. After just a few delicate touches, my warm lips fall down on hers like cool raindrops on a hot summer's day. But she immediately pushes me away. "Princess," I look at her with eyes that are not only hurt but confused. "Have I done something wrong?" With a new determination, she burst out in tears again, and my heart drops to my feet. Is it the way that I kissed? Or is it because she wants more, and I am reluctant to give myself to her completely? "Princess, please tell me what I have done wrong?" She stutters and nearly chokes on her own words, but as they leave her lips, I wish that she never spoke. "I kissed Karlo." "I know, I saw it." "No, Colton, last night, I kissed him last night." Then it hits me. WHAM A kick in the gut. I move away from her in an instant; I don t know if it is instinct or just pure disappointment. My heart knockback in my chest and there are a thousand daggers that are slicing it to pieces; then, it shatters into nothing. Then it all becomes clear; I do not know who Trinity is. I do not know the person that I am in love with. And the sad fact is… I do not want to be near her. …Trinity POV… I have just shattered Colton s heart, but I just could not lie to him any longer. It was killing me to look him in the eye. But was telling a lie not better than telling the truth, for now, I can with certainty say that I have lost him for good. I know the thoughts of Amber must be raging through his mind. He most probably thinks that I am just another woman that has broken his heart. He shall never again want to be near me again. But yet this does not stop me from begging him. "Colton, please just listen to me." "There is nothing to say, Trinity." Ouch! No more princess, I guess I cannot expect after kicking him in the gut. "Colton, I had to." "Bullshit! There is nothing such as had to. So did you have to have sex with him as well?" "No, I promise you nothing happened." "Yes, exactly like nothing happened this morning." He is furious, and he is about to do what he does so well. Exit. And this time, I think he might just exit completely out of my life. At least he will still be here at the back, that is, if he has managed to get daddy to let me come home. But just as he touched the doorknob, I call after him again. "Colton, please." "No, Trinity, we are done! I will get one of my men to fetch your things from Castaneda." "Does it mean…? "Yes, you are coming back home, but as far as you and me, I am not coming back to you this time." With that, he is out of the door; I can hear him curse as he walls down the hall. Moments later, I see him at the back going into the house, but then as soon as he walked in, the sooner he comes out with his things. He packs it all in the car. Not once does he look up to me at all. And then I watch as he climbs in his car; not even a second later, he is speeding out of the front gate, leaving nothing but dust behind. Not even five minutes later, daddy comes knocking on my door. I can hear by the urgency that he is knocking that he is mad, and as he speaks, it only confirms that he is furious. "Trinity, open this door." "Hi, daddy." "Trinity, what did I tell you when the next bodyguard leaves?" "That I will never be allowed to leave this house." He looks at me with absolute anger in his eyes, there is a rage that is boiling under the edge, and it is going to spill over. It seems that not have I made Colton made, but I have pissed my father off. So as I know best not to interrupt, I wait for him to speak. "Well, guess what, Colton just packed up. He was the last man, the only good man that I had. Now you shall never set foot out of this house. Do you understand me this time?" "But daddy…" "Trinity, I do not know what you did to Colton, but he never wants to come back here."