I Still Hate You

Chapter 28

I eagerly tried to hear the conversation, but everything sounded muffled. I wondered who was visiting Jacob at a time like this. I hoped it was Ethan.

I brushed the thought away. Why would Ethan visit Jacob? He'd have no idea I was here. After a few moments, Jacob came back and stood in front of me with a smug smile.

"Guess who tried to visit you. Your beloved boss. It seemed he has a thing for you too. Aren't you popular, my pet?" Jacob said slyly.

So it was Ethan! Where is he now? I thought to myself. I tried to say something, but my voice came out muffled.

"Oh sorry, you're still gagged," Jacob smirked and took the gag off. I exhaled quickly, grateful to be able to breathe properly again.

"Where is he? He'll kill you once he sees me like this, you stupid bastard," I barked.

"I'm afraid he left. He can't come inside the house without my permission, and your precious Ethan cares too much about his reputation to barge into my home. He gave up so easily. Maybe he doesn't care about you as much as you think he does," Jacob said cruelly.

Ethan, you idiot. You were so close to saving me, I thought.

"That's not true. Ethan loves me," I said even though I didn't believe it myself.

"No, he doesn't! I'm the only one who does," Jacob said with a tight jaw. "Now, where were you before he rudely interrupted us?" he winked and touched between my legs.

Shit...I was hoping he forgot about it. The last thing I wanted was to have sex with this sadistic asshole.

"I'm hungry!" I exclaimed.

"What?" he squinted his eyes.

"I want food. I'm starving. I can't think of anything else but food right now," I said.

"Can it wait? I'm in the mood for something else," Jacob proceeded to touch my cock again.

"No it can't! If I don't eat, I won't enjoy it. You want me to enjoy it, don't you, baby?" I tried to make my voice as loving as possible.

Jacob stopped and watched me carefully. "I suppose you're right. I can make you something to eat," he said.

"I want a garden omelet from The Daniel," I announced. I knew The Daniel was 10 miles from this place, so it'd take him forever to get there.

"Um...that's a bit far. Why don't I grab you something from a nearby restaurant?" Jacob suggested.

"NO! I want an omelet specifically from The Daniel goddammit! That's what I'm craving. Are you trying to tell me you won't get it for me? I thought you LOVED me," I whined like a spoiled brat.

"Fine. I'll get it for you," he said quickly. 'Sit tight, don't try to escape," Jacob said and got up. He left without putting the gag on me. Idiot, I thought.

I shook my arms to see if I could loosen the chains, but they were locked pretty tightly. I couldn't get out of it without a key. I cursed out loud, feeling hopeless.

***

Jacob came back after thirty minutes or so with a box in his hand. "I got your omelet. Want me to feed it to you?" he smirked.

"No way, I'm not a baby. Unchain my hands so I can eat," I said quickly.

"Pfft...you think I'm stupid? I'm not letting you loose," Jacob scoffed.

"Please? I won't try anything, I swear. I'm too hungry to fight," I said. It was a half-truth. I was famished.

Jacob observed my face for a moment, then nodded. He took off a necklace with the key on it then unlocked one of my hands. "You only need one hand to eat," he explains.

"Sure," I took the fork and started to dig in. It was the most delicious thing I've ever tasted as I didn't eat for hours. I began to gain back some of my strengths.

"Feeling better?" Jacob asked.

I smiled. "Yes. Thank you for this," I said.

"Anything for you," he smirked. How sweet.

"I believe we have some unfinished business," Jacob reminded me.

"Is that all you want from me? You brought me here do you can have sex with me? Can't you just go to a gay bar and find a mate like most of us do?" I inquired.

"Sure I can. I have plenty of options, but they won't be you." Jacob leaned towards me and rubbed my thighs. I'd be flattered if I wasn't chained to a fucking bedpost!

"I see. Look, if you want me, you'd have to take these chains off. We can't have sex like this. It's too uncomfortable, don't you agree?" I asked.

Jacob's eyes were twinkling like he found me amusing. "Okay, I will take these off."

"You will?" I looked at him with surprise. He agreed too easily.

"Yes. Because if you try to run out of the room, Donnie will shoot you. He's waiting right outside the door. I called him to watch the house while I was away.

Fuck...

"That's fine because I have no intention of escaping," I chuckled nervously.

He nodded and unlocked my cuffs.

"Ahh, thanks. Feels much better," I said as I rubbed my wrists. They were already starting to bruise.

"Take your clothes off," Jacob said quietly.

I didn't argue. There was no point. I took my shirt off, then pants, and paused.

"All of it. Come on, I can't wait anymore," Jacob said impatiently.

I took my boxers off and stood still. Jacob looked me up and down. His eyes were filled with lust. "You're so fucking hot," he whistled.

"Thank you. I worked hard to get there," I smirked. Sure this guy was a piece of shit, but it felt good to be appreciated.

"Come here," he said with a voice dripping with honey. His gaze softened. He didn't look as hostile anymore.

Maybe I should seduce him and then get the fuck out of here.

That's it, time to ravage this fool, I decided.