Tempting My Rented Boyfriend - Chapter 143

Ch-142

“I guess, I am not late,” a female voice sounded from the door. Everyone turned their heads in that direction.

Cedric stiffened in his seat when he heard that voice. A hint of disgust and mockery appeared in his face which disappeared in a split second. He turned stoic and distant. How could he not forget that voice? That woman played him and almost made him a puppet in her play. A disgusted smirk rested on his lips.

“Eleanor, Order food for me,” Cedric said calmly.

Eleanor felt confused but did as he said. She sensed the change in his tone. And from his facial expressions and the reaction of the men in the room, she could guess what was happening around here.

She stoned herself and gave the orders to the waiters.

“I am sorry to disturb you all. But I think you won’t think of me as a bother,” the woman said.

“Brother, I missed you,” the woman said and hugged Edward.

“Nathaira, I guess you shouldn’t be here,” Edward said.

“Is this how you greet your long-lost sister?” She pouted.

Just like her name, Nathaira looked simple yet beautiful. She has big doe-shaped eyes, sharp features, heart-shaped plump lips, unlike those skinny beauties, she was neither skinny nor fat. She was just perfect for her height and structure. Nathaira was too curvy that made men fall at her feet.

Eleanor would be lying if she says she wasn’t threatened by her existence. She felt threatened by her existence. But she trusted Cedric more than anyone. And… she could say that Nathaira wasn’t just a pretty face but someone with skeletons in the closet. Eleanor could feel something was wrong. But on second thought, she realized she was being too judgemental. So, she stopped thinking about that.

“Why did you return from Celia?” Edward asked, feeling a headache on his way.

“I missed you. And I heard Ric is getting married. So came to wish him,” she said as she threw an unreadable gaze at Cedric but for which Cedric didn’t even look at her, making her smile.

“Ric, why don’t you look at me? Don’t you miss me? After all, I am your ex,” she said as she walked towards him.

“Edward, do you have a sister?” Cedric asked, looking straight into his eyes.

“No,” he replied with a straight face.

“Does anybody know this lady?” Cedric asked everyone.

“Nope,” everyone said.

“Edward, tell strangers to leave. If not I would call security,” Cedric said.

“Ric, how could you say that. I am your fiance after all,” she said as she looked at him.

“A fiance, who tried to kill me, right?” he said in a tone full of mockery.

“I didn’t…” she wanted to continue, but Cedric already pressed the button.

In less than three minutes the security came in and dragged her away.

“Ric!” she yelled as they dragged her.

“It’s Mr. Emerson for you!” he said to her in a cold voice. Nathaira felt a chill in her spine when she heard his angry tone. This was the second time she heard his angry tone.

Eleanor was shocked at his voice. But she knew she shouldn’t let him be angry and let him ruin this party.

She stood up and hugged him, locking her hands at his back. Cedric was stunned at her sudden action. She was never a person who would take an initiative. But she took it. He was scared to show his darkest side to her. If he was angry he might even kill people, if needed. But… Instead of running away from the face of his anger, she embraced him and his anger calmed him and it.

“Shh… she isn’t worthy of your energy,” Eleanor soothed him with her sweet voice. Standing on her tiptoes, she pecked his lips, but Cedric was too desperate for her, he deepened the kiss and didn’t break until she was out of breath. When he opened his eyes and saw, he found her lips were bleeding but still smiling at him.

What did he deserve to have this woman? She was everything he needed. Nathaira, who was stopped at the door, was shocked at Eleanor’s stunt.

She couldn’t help but snort at Eleanor’s action. She cursed at her saying she was shameless in her mind. But she couldn’t say anything to her. Gritting her teeth, she walked away in anger.

Nathaira couldn’t help but curse ‘them’. They didn’t do a good job of breaking them up. If they did their job better, she doesn’t need to return to Lucren. But she needs to. She needs to meet them first and gather information on this bitch. If not, she wouldn’t have Cedric or the title of Mrs. Emerson. She needs to do something about it. She couldn’t let it go that easily. With an uneasy feeling, she walked out of the restaurant and returned to her apartment instead of Callan’s mansion.

—-

Back in the hotel…

The room was in dead silence. The waiter left to get the orders.

“I am sorry,” Cedric said as he wiped the blood on her lips.

“It’s fine. You didn’t hurt others or yourself,” she said with a smile.

“Despite the years, you couldn’t control your anger. I guess you need treatment,” Valene said, for which Cedric threw a glare.

“I am being serious. Just now you hurt her. I don’t want that to be repeated,” Valene said.

“I didn’t mean to,” Cedric said apologetically.

“No one makes mistakes knowingly,” she tried to comfort him.

“Hey! The dishes are here,” Mason said as he broke the awkward silence.

Despite the awkward atmosphere, the dishes were great. Everyone fell silent. Even Mason fell silent. When he saw Nathaira, he felt he was lucky, he thought she changed for the best. But she was still the same. A dull pain started in his chest which turned into a fire as time passed.

After dinner, everyone left. No one noticed Mason’s odd behavior.

Mason directly drove his car to his villa instead of driving back to Boris’s mansion.

Years passed, but still she wasn’t over him. The painful thing for a man in this world was… watching the person you love run behind someone despite their hate and dislike.

And for years, he was doing that. Now… he couldn’t do it any longer. He was tired of it by now.

Walking into his mini-bar in his villa, he drowned himself in alcohol. Was he really that useless?

Taking out his wrist watch he gazed at it with a distant gaze. And soon he drifted into his memories.

—-

“Stop, please,” a little boy cried as he tried to stop others from hitting him.

“No! Your brother asked us to beat you! He said whoever beats you most gets a box of chocolates!” the other boys said.

The little boy tried to escape them but the boys who were beating him were two years older than him and they were many while he was all alone. He cried as he grunted in pain while they kicked him and punched him.

“Stop!” the voice of an elder boy could be heard. But those boys won’t stop beating him.

“If you guys continue to punch him, I will tell the principal, he will detain you all for a month!” the same voice could be heard, this time it’s firmer than before and harsher than before.

The boys left him and ran away leaving the bruised kid all alone allowing him to wraith in pain.

The boy who helped him wasn’t alone but had the company of five other men. “Get up,” he said. The little boy couldn’t stand on his own. When he tried to get up, his muscles and whole body ached with pain.

“Be a man,” he said.

“Hey, shut up. He is injured. Help him,” a beautiful angelic voice could be heard.

The boys sighed and helped the kid. They took him to the school infirmary and got him treated.

“What’s your name? Why are my classmates beating you?” the boy who looked like a gang leader said.

“M-Mason Boris,” he said weakly.

“Oh, aren’t you Jacob Boris’ brother? Why are they beating you?” he asked.

“My brother sent them to beat me up,” he replied with a sad smile.

“Why?” the little girl asked.

“Because, My father recently took me and my mother. My step mother and my step brother don’t like us. So… he gets me beaten up whenever he pleases,” he said weakly.

“Hmm…” he responded.

“May I know your names?” he asked.

“Cedric Emerson,”

“Edward Callan,”

“Raymund Owen,”

“Martin Zora”

“Valene Parkinson”

“Nathaira Callan,” the girl said with a sweet smile stealing his heartbeat.

“I remember we both are from the same class. From now on I will protect you from bad guys. See I have five brothers!” the little Nathaira said with a silly smile.

“Tsk… shut up, Nathaira. As a man he should protect you not the other way around. See how weak he is,” Cedric tsked.

“Enough, Cedric, He will protect when he grows strong enough to protect her,” Edward supported his sister with a smile on his face.

“Yes, I will protect him till he becomes strong.. After that he will protect me,” she said.