He walked away, leaving me standing there for a moment before I followed him. I was right behind him. Even as he walked into his laundry room, The door is closed behind me; he had baited me to follow him.

"Lukas, How about we have a conversation just you and me."

“Here in this closet-sized laundry room?”

“Yes, right here. In the laundry room.”

“Do I have to?”

“Well no. But if you leave this room before I’m done speaking, we go from polite adult conversation to me holding you against your will. Your choice Lukas.”

The wink he gave me was the most unsettling part of the whole deal, Not because it was creepy, but because it did things to me deep inside. And the thought of fucking this man was already running rampant inside my deepest thoughts.

“I’ve made my choice.” I smiled at him.

“Is that so?”

“Yes. I think it’s a choice we both know we can agree on.”

“I glad you saw it——”

I opened the door and left the laundry room. I had walked into the monsters den, and here I was trying to run back to the safety of others. I made it to the living room before one hand of Andrei’s made it around my chest and the other around my mouth. The sound that came from my lips was a yelp that had Alessio looking around the corner and shaking his head.

“Call if you need help, Lukas, I’ll send Alexi to save you,” Alessio said as he went back to whatever he was doing.

That fucking kid was the reason I was in this mess, the least he could do was help me before he left me for his father to rip in bits. The thing was, even as Andrei pulled me down the hall, I didn’t fight him. Not once. Nor did I fear him at this moment.

He pulled me back into the laundry room using his foot to close the door and standing in front of it. He let me go, and I stepped back from him, He smiled at me.

“I knew we would end up playing my way.”

“I decided I would not get bitched at by another adult for doing nothing wrong,” I said smugly.

He took two enormous steps towards me.

“You took my son out drinking. Yes, he is legal, but he went for the purpose of causing trouble nothing more. You knew this, So why go?”

“One, Your son took me out drinking. He came to my house, dressed me up in what he wanted, and took me out. He is an adult. I can go out with whoever I want.”

“He is in his early twenties. You are not, you should have been the responsible one.”

“You are really starting to piss me off, Andrei. Don’t pin this shit on me. I won’t put up with this shit.” I said keeping my tone level even though I wanted to scream at him.

He took another step closer to me and looked me right in the eyes.

“My son is not someone who needs to go clubbing or drinking. He has enough problems as it is.”

“Tell him that next time. As I fucking said before. I didn’t take him out, he took me.”

“There won’t be the next time.” He said his voice low and sharp.

“What if——”

He closed the space between us, his lips on mine and I kissed him back. He pulled back his whole body tense.

“Get the fuck out of my laundry room. Now.” He snapped coldly at me.

I stepped around him. My legs felt like lead as I walked back to the kitchen. Alessio was the first to look at me.

“Do you know where my phone and wallet are? I want to go home?” I said my voice quivering. It shocked me he snapped at me the way he did. He was the one who kissed me, why was he acting like this?

Alexi looked up from his phone his eyes on mine.

“I can take you home,” Alexi said.

“No thanks. I’ll walk.” I muttered heading back to Andrei’s bedroom to look for my stuff. Heading back to his bedroom, He piled all my stuff on the nightstand and had even plugged my phone in. Grabbing my stuff I shoved it into the pockets of the pants and left his bedroom.

He was standing on the other side of the kitchen. His eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at me. Alexi stood up.

“Did you find all your things?”

“Yeah, I found everything I care about,” I said flatly.

“Let me drive you home,” Alexi said again.

“Just show me how to get the fuck out of this place and I’ll walk home,” I said flatly again.

“Please, just let me drive you.” He said.

Pinching the bridge of my nose, I had it.

“Just let me fucking walk home. I want to walk home! I need to get the fuck out of here before I freak the fuck out.” I snapped.

Alexi tensed up, but not fearfully. But rather in his own anger, He looked at Andrei and whipped the keys at him.

“You fucking take him home.” He snapped.

“I’ll take him——”

“Mind your own fucking business, Alessio. That is your father’s problem.” Alexi said. Looking at me with a glare.

I had pissed Alexi off. The glares and the way he addressed me was a proof of that. His fault for pushing me though, I had stated I wanted to walk. I felt bad.

“Sorry, Alexi. Didn’t mean to snap at you.”

He nodded but said nothing. Andrei picked the keys up off the counter where they had hit the wall and set the coffee cup in his other hand down. He clearly wasn’t amused with my or Alexi’s behaviour. I just wondered who was on the higher spot, on his hit list at the moment. He walked to the door, putting his shoes on and looked right at me.

“Let’s go.”

I stood there for a moment debating what choice was the wise one and walked to the door. I put my shoes on and followed him out the door. We walked down the hall, and down another one before we got to the garage. Once we were inside, he opened the garage door and got in the car. I on the other hand did not. I walked right out the open garage door.

He started the car; I heard it. He drove alongside me and used the car to make me stop. He got out of the car and I could tell his temper was rising.

“Get in the damn car Lukas.”

“I don’t think I want to.”

“I don’t care what you want. Get in the fucking car!”

“No. I don’t have to.”

“How fucking old are you!”

“Thirty, that makes me old enough to make my own decisions!”

“You make me want to put my hand on you in the worst of ways!”

“Oh, that’s real polite! Have you seen a shrink about that one, it’s not normal!”

“I see one weekly! And guess what! I still want to put my hands on you!”

I had noticed we seemed to have a few people watching us. I wanted to tell him we were making a scene. But I didn’t. He took a step towards me after slamming the car door shut.

“I don’t want you coming any closer to me, not after you say shit like that!”

“Why you scared——”

“I’m going to hit you, Andrei! I’m fucking pissy and I don’t want to deal with you.”

“Whose the one who needs to see a shrink now!”

“Not me after I beat my anger out on you!”

I was positive I had never been as angry as I was now. Andrei was only making it worse too. I wanted to hit him, but at the same time, I wanted to have angry sex with him too, because he was hot when he was angry. But it was hard for me to tell what part of my brain was winning because I was really struggling with wanting to hit him and then kiss it better.

It was a kiss that got us in this mess.

“What the hell is wrong with you.”

“Oh, I have something wrong with me? It was you who kissed me and then told me to get the fuck out of your laundry room. But I’m the one with something wrong with me.”

“Do you want to say that louder so everyone hears or is the few who are watching now enough?”

“Oh, did you not want your ex to find out?”

“This has nothing to do with—-”

“Are you sure, because I’m pretty sure Alessio wouldn’t turn me down if I asked?”

The moment the words left my mouth, I regretted them. But it was already too late. Andrei closed the space between us and grabbed me by the upper arm. He opened the car door on the other side and rudely shoved me inside. He slammed the door, before walking around to the other side. Someone came over and spoke to him quietly.

After a few more minutes, he got in the car.

“Keep your mouth shut. I don’t want to hear a word from you.”

I kept my mouth shut right until he dropped me off in front of my house. I said thanks as I shut the door of the car. He said nothing to me, he just drove off. My only plan was to go inside and regret my life choices, But also think about that fucking kiss.