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Chapter 51.

Jenny’s POV.

I was starting my day with regrets.

That wasn’t how I was planning to start my day but my bad decisions had finally caught up to me. The blanket that had covered my brain yesterday had been lifted and now I was left to deal with the consequences of my actions.

I was sore. Very sore. And I couldn’t get the fact that it was Jacob who made me this sore out of my head. I had given him my consent to fuck me. To fuck me as hard as he did last night and now I was bearing the consequences of my actions.

I pushed myself up so I was sitting on the bed, my back resting on the headboard whole I looked around the room. He wasn’t anywhere here. The bathroom door was opened and he wasn’t in there.

It only meant one thing, that he had left me after he fucked me into oblivion last night.

I bit my lips, my eyes narrowing as I tried to hold back a curse for him. Who did he think he was to just leave me like that after he fucked me?

I didn’t know why it hurt as much as it did. After all, I hated him and I couldn’t understand why it hurt me so much that he had left before I had even woken up.

I drew my legs up to my chest and hugged it. I hated how I was feeling currently. How he was making me feel. It was so similar to the way Ronan had made me feel before. And I was regretting ever letting him touch me last night. Ever telling him yes to fuck me. Now I was probably just one of the many girls he had fucked. That was probably like a trophy for him.

Running my hands through my hair with a scowl on my face, I pushed myself up from the bed and walked to the bathroom slowly to clean myself up. Each step came with an ache in my pussy that reminded me of what had happened last night.

Tears welled up in my eyes. Fuck. I shouldn’t have slept with him. I really shouldn’t have. But yet I did and…and…

I inhaled a deep breath and splashed water on my face, before taking off my dress. It was a miracle that he hadn’t tore it off me yesterday. But now I was feeling filthy in the dress and I wasn’t sure I could leave in it. Yet there was no one I could call to bring me an emergency dress. Sophia wasn’t… available.

I got into the jacuzzi and closed my eyes while the water cooled my hair and my skin. Everything was changing. I didn’t know when hot streams of tears started to come out from my eyes.

I didn’t know how long it took me exactly, but I was sirenit took me hours to get out of the bathroom. I had gone through a myraid of emotions all at once and I wasn’t exactly in a cheerful mood at the moment. Besides there was nothing to look forward to in Ian’s house. I was sure that Sophia still didn’t want to talk to me. It would just be me I’m the guest room, all on my own without anyone to talk to.

As I stepped out of the restroom, I saw that Jacob was sitting on the bed, and then I noticed the clothes laid out on the bed beside him. Female clothes. My heart stopped.

I hugged the towel tighter to my body, staring at him. He turned his head and looked at me too, his eyes slowly going from my face to my toes, and then back. And then I remembered his words from yesterday.

“No one else get to touch you. To fuck you. No one.”

A shiver went through me and I grinded my teeth together, forcing myself to meet his gaze and try to act unaffected even though I really was. “I thought you had left.”

“So Ian can have a reason to blame me if anything happens to you?” He answered flatly, his words stabbing my heart.

He had stayed here with me simply because Ian had told him to watch over me. It made me realize, painfully, that if Ian didn’t tell him to watch over me, he would have left me all alone here.

I swallowed the painful lump in my throat and blinked rapidly to push back the tears that were rising to my eyes. “And what’s with the clothes?” I asked, forcing my voice to be unbothered.

“Your dress is ruined. I couldn’t let you leave like that, so I bought you a few dresses. You choose the one you want,” he answered in the same flat tone, like her rather be anywhere but here. It seemed the both of us were just going to act like nothing happened between us last night. That was probably for the best.

“Why do you care anyways,” I murmured quietly, even though I knew he could hear me. “I want to get dressed. Excuse me please,” I said, loud enough for him to hear.

He turned his head and Looked at me again, a brow raised and expression that clearly said, “what’s there to hide that I haven’t seen before?”

What’s worse was that he didn’t even budge at all.

I ran my hands through my hair in frustration and then I dropped the towel, avoiding his gaze as I sorted through the clothes and picked up a shirt and a skirt. A jean wouldn’t do me good with how sore I was at the moment.

I got dressed quickly and ran my hands through my hair, detangling the tangled locs and then just rolling my hair in a messy bun.

“We can leave now,” I murmured when I was ready to go. I had to leave in the heels I had worn here yesterday because this guy couldn’t remember to buy shoes when he was buying the clothes. It reminded me of Sophia’s situation when she had her first sex with Ian and I had to bring her emergency clothes to the hotel.

We both went down in silence and got into the car. The ride back to Ian’s house was silent and I feared he could hear how fast my heart was beating from just being around him.

The horny, senseless part of me wanted him to fuck me again. The same way he had done yesterday that had brought me to multiple orgasms. But that was a bad idea. A very bad idea that I shouldn’t even be entertaining.

I rubbed my forehead, staring out of the window until we got to Ian’s house. And I practically ran up the stairs because I felt like Mike or Ian could see me and they could probably detect that I had sex with the same man I claimed to hate.

The moment I got into the guest room which was now like my room, I froze when I saw Sophia sitting on my bed, casually going through a magazine.

She raised her head up, a smile forming.om her face but then she stopped as she accessed me.

“You look…freshly fucked. And that’s not the outfit you wore yesterday when you were leaving,” she pointed out. She sounded so casual, like she hadn’t literally threatened to kill me theast time we talked. What was up with everyone around here and acting like everything was normal when it wasn’t?

I chose to follow her lead and act like everything was normal too. “How do you know what I was wearing yesterday?” I asked carefully as I walked to the shoe rack and dropped the heels there.

“I was kind of spying on you from my room,” she answered quietly, her mood dampening a bit but then she brightened up instantly. “So…Ronan?”

My own mood went terrible at the mention of his name. Of course she couldn’t have known that everything had gone wrong with Ronan and I. I tried to act normal but of course, she had already detected the change in my mood.

“What happened?” She asked.

“Nothing,” I lied.

“Lies. What happened between you and Ronan? Did he…” She trailed off when I took a seat at the edge of the bed, making sure to keep my distance from her. She gulped but then continued. That was all I needed to know that she was struggling to control herself. “Did he hurt you?”

“The day you went missing…or the second day…” I trialed off, trying to remember. “Oh it’s the second day of the day you actually went missing, I had gone to his house. We were supposed to meet up that day anyway but he abruptly texted that he was under the weather and I didn’t need to come but I wanted to check up on him anyways so I went unannounced and I found another woman on top of him,” I explained, smiling painfully.

Sophia gasped, her eyes widening. “He cheated on you?!”

“Apparently, we were never really together. I was the one pushing myself on him,” I murmured, remembering his words.

“Pushing yourself on him?” She repeated with a scoff. “So you want me to deal with him?”

I went still for a second. The Sophia I’ve always known hated violence, but now she was the one instigating it. I shook my head slowly. “There’s no need for that.”

“Okay, whatever you say,” she answered with a nod. “But then you got laid yesterday, so with who?”

I gulped and ran my hands through my hair, loosening the messy bun that it was tied in before.

I couldn’t lie to her. If I did, she’d end up figuring it out. She might not have noticed but she notice later. She’ll scent him all over me later.

I sighed and murmured, “Jacob.”

She gasped instantly, her she’s going wide. “I thought you hated Jacob?”

“How do you even know that anyways?” I asked, pursing my lips.

“Oh Ian has been filling me in on everything going on at the house,” she replied with a grin and then turned serious again. “So how did it happen? It was consensual, right?”

“Of course it was,” I answered. “We saw Rinana at the club, and then he was trying to make me jealous with the girl he came with and stuff, then Jacob suggested me finding a guy who can make Ronan jealous too but then I chose him instead and one thing led to the other.”

“Oh,” she answered quietly in understanding and then she sighed. “Well, how was it?”

I sucked in my lower lip, my cheeks turning pink as my thighs clenched in memory of how good he has fucked me.

“You know what? I don’t want to know. No guy has ever made you blush this way just because they fucked you,” she murmured, shaking her head although there was a small smile on her face.

“It wasn’t supposed to happen though,” I said quietly, reminding myself.

“But it did and you shouldn’t beat yourself up about it. Plus I feel like his dick is what you need to help you keep your mind off Ronan,” she answered in a casual tone. We might as well have been talking about the weather.

“Sophie!” I exclaimed but she just shrugged.

We stared at each other for a minute before bursting into laughter. “I’ve missed you,” I told her with a sigh.

“Me too,” She answered, coming closer to me and taking one hand. “I’m sorry about the past few days. It’s just been hard trying to adjust to this new life.”

“It’s fine. I understand,” I assured her and smiled softly. “I’ve missed you so much.”

“I’ve missed you more, I’m sure,” she answered and pul led me into a hug. I relaxed in her hold and sighed. I had missed having conversations with her. This was progress, I guessed.