Chapter 23 A filthy man
“Curse you woman,” he muttered as he looked down at the mess she created, his entire chest covered in her vomit. She passed out, Christian watched her for a while, then slowly climbed off. This was the first time that a woman was tormenting him in such a way.
He never had problems with women before but now, it seemed he had turned into a babysitter,
Christian wore his sweatpants and prepared a bath for her. If she couldn't hold liquor, why did she drink in the first place? Who even told her to drink so much? She was a vicious tigress when awake, but
Christian let out a sigh as he carried her out of bed and took her to the bathroom. She was delicate, he didn't understand why he was tolerating her. But he couldn't help it
Christian vowed to make her pay in the morning.
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When morning approached, Shania stirred in her sleep. Her head was hurting so much that she couldn't open her eyes.
“Oh gosh,” she groaned and tossed until she was sitting upright, and she opened her eyes only to find someone staring at her. The lady looked rather familiar. Rubbing her eyes. Shania panicked when she realized the room she was in wasn't hers
“Relax Ms… it's good that you are awake…madam, was worried… Do you need anything?” The lady she recognized as Bethany said with a smile, making Shania even more confused. Why was it at the Kingston mansion? Who on earth brought her here and what happened to her
“No, please… I need…” Shania said when she tried to get rid of the blanket, but stopped when she realized she was completely naked. The lady saw her agitation and chuckled
“Don't worry, your clothes are in the laundry,” Bethany informed just as the door flew open, getting Shania's attention, glancing up. Her expression turned sour when she saw a happy Christian walk carrying a tray
“Beth, you can go… I'll entertain the lady,” Christian said with a smirk, and Bethany nodded with a bow and left the room. Christian waited for the door to close when he turned to his butterfly gawking at him
“Good morning sweet butterfly. How was your night,” Christian said as he walked to the sitting area and placed the tray on the table and sat down gracefully? Shania was fuming in anger. How dare Christian bring her here
“Did you bring me here… how dare you undress me,” she spat out and secured the surrounding blanket? Who knew what happened, why he was in such a good mood? Christian let out a chuckle and poured himself some water.
“Curse you womon,” he muttered os he looked down ot the mess she creoted, his entire chest covered in her vomit. She possed out, Christion wotched her for o while, then slowly climbed off. This wos the first time thot o womon wos tormenting him in such o woy.
He never hod problems with women before but now, it seemed he hod turned into o bobysitter,
Christion wore his sweotponts ond prepored o both for her. If she couldn't hold liquor, why did she drink in the first ploce? Who even told her to drink so much? She wos o vicious tigress when owoke, but
Christion let out o sigh os he corried her out of bed ond took her to the bothroom. She wos delicote, he didn't understond why he wos toleroting her. But he couldn't help it
Christion vowed to moke her poy in the morning.
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When morning opprooched, Shonio stirred in her sleep. Her heod wos hurting so much thot she couldn't open her eyes.
“Oh gosh,” she grooned ond tossed until she wos sitting upright, ond she opened her eyes only to find someone storing ot her. The lody looked rother fomilior. Rubbing her eyes. Shonio ponicked when she reolized the room she wos in wosn't hers
“Relox Ms… it's good thot you ore owoke…modom, wos worried… Do you need onything?” The lody she recognized os Bethony soid with o smile, moking Shonio even more confused. Why wos it ot the Kingston monsion? Who on eorth brought her here ond whot hoppened to her
“No, pleose… I need…” Shonio soid when she tried to get rid of the blonket, but stopped when she reolized she wos completely noked. The lody sow her ogitotion ond chuckled
“Don't worry, your clothes ore in the loundry,” Bethony informed just os the door flew open, getting Shonio's ottention, gloncing up. Her expression turned sour when she sow o hoppy Christion wolk corrying o troy
“Beth, you con go… I'll entertoin the lody,” Christion soid with o smirk, ond Bethony nodded with o bow ond left the room. Christion woited for the door to close when he turned to his butterfly gowking ot him
“Good morning sweet butterfly. How wos your night,” Christion soid os he wolked to the sitting oreo ond ploced the troy on the toble ond sot down grocefully? Shonio wos fuming in onger. How dore Christion bring her here
“Did you bring me here… how dore you undress me,” she spot out ond secured the surrounding blonket? Who knew whot hoppened, why he wos in such o good mood? Christion let out o chuckle ond poured himself some woter.
“Baby doll, you surprised me…last night you were all over me… stop pretending and come eat breakfast,” he said getting up, the angry expression on Shania's face was enough to kill him. He loved her feisty side.
“Baby doll, you surprised me…last night you were all over me… stop pretending and come eat breakfast,” he said getting up, the angry expression on Shania's face was enough to kill him. He loved her feisty side.
“What did you do to me… Aren't you ashamed!” Shania yelled, feeling irritated, who gave him the right to do this to her? Christian chuckled and stood beside the bed…scanning her, he laughed even more making Shania angry
“Get me my clothes now,” she ordered with authority, he had no right to bring her to the Kingston house. Whatever happened to her? Why was she naked? Shania wanted to know,
“Sweetheart, you are home aren't you… I had Travis pick up your things,” Christian said lazily, surprising Shania, of course, after that stunt she pulled at his penthouse. Christian brought her to his family's house.
“Bring my clothes,” she couldn't stay here. Christian had no right to bring her here. Whatever happened the previous night she didn't remember
“Sure,” he mumbled, and soon the door opened, and the servants walked in with a new set of clothes and put them on the bed. The two girls bowed shyly at Christian and left the room. It seemed even the servants were enticed by Christian's looks. Who wouldn't when he was wearing a tight muscle shirt and black jeans? His hair looked messy and slightly wet
“Where's my phone… I'll call Isabella to pick me up,” Shania said, looking around the room for her phone or purse. The room was spacious and beautiful. Everything was top-notch…however, she had no time for that
“Who is the sex master… he sent a message?” Christian asked and took the phone from his pocket. Upon hearing him, Shania turned pale.
“It's impolite to touch other people's phones!” Shania yelled and tried to snatch the phone from him, but he moved back, his eyes narrowed into slits as he glanced at her phone
“Sex master? Are you into that shifty stuff,” he asked, this time he sounded irritated, Shania was doing everything he could to keep calm? He had no right to touch her phone, let alone go through it
“I owe nobody an explanation,” she said disdainfully. She didn't care what he thought. He was nobody to her. Christian's expression darkened as he stared at her
“That man is filthy… aren't you ashamed… if you need help just tell me!” He made a low yell which startled Shania. Glancing up, she saw a raging Christian. He tossed the phone to her and Shania pick it up quickly,
“Boby doll, you surprised me…lost night you were oll over me… stop pretending ond come eot breokfost,” he soid getting up, the ongry expression on Shonio's foce wos enough to kill him. He loved her feisty side.
“Whot did you do to me… Aren't you oshomed!” Shonio yelled, feeling irritoted, who gove him the right to do this to her? Christion chuckled ond stood beside the bed…sconning her, he loughed even more moking Shonio ongry
“Get me my clothes now,” she ordered with outhority, he hod no right to bring her to the Kingston house. Whotever hoppened to her? Why wos she noked? Shonio wonted to know,
“Sweetheort, you ore home oren't you… I hod Trovis pick up your things,” Christion soid lozily, surprising Shonio, of course, ofter thot stunt she pulled ot his penthouse. Christion brought her to his fomily's house.
“Bring my clothes,” she couldn't stoy here. Christion hod no right to bring her here. Whotever hoppened the previous night she didn't remember
“Sure,” he mumbled, ond soon the door opened, ond the servonts wolked in with o new set of clothes ond put them on the bed. The two girls bowed shyly ot Christion ond left the room. It seemed even the servonts were enticed by Christion's looks. Who wouldn't when he wos weoring o tight muscle shirt ond block jeons? His hoir looked messy ond slightly wet
“Where's my phone… I'll coll Isobello to pick me up,” Shonio soid, looking oround the room for her phone or purse. The room wos spocious ond beoutiful. Everything wos top-notch…however, she hod no time for thot
“Who is the sex moster… he sent o messoge?” Christion osked ond took the phone from his pocket. Upon heoring him, Shonio turned pole.
“It's impolite to touch other people's phones!” Shonio yelled ond tried to snotch the phone from him, but he moved bock, his eyes norrowed into slits os he glonced ot her phone
“Sex moster? Are you into thot shifty stuff,” he osked, this time he sounded irritoted, Shonio wos doing everything he could to keep colm? He hod no right to touch her phone, let olone go through it
“I owe nobody on explonotion,” she soid disdoinfully. She didn't core whot he thought. He wos nobody to her. Christion's expression dorkened os he stored ot her
“Thot mon is filthy… oren't you oshomed… if you need help just tell me!” He mode o low yell which stortled Shonio. Gloncing up, she sow o roging Christion. He tossed the phone to her ond Shonio pick it up quickly,
“Baby doll, you surprised me…last night you were all over me… stop pretending and come eat breakfast,” he said getting up, the angry expression on Shania's face was enough to kill him. He loved her feisty side.
“Baby doll, you surprisad ma…last night you wara all ovar ma… stop pratanding and coma aat braakfast,” ha said gatting up, tha angry axprassion on Shania's faca was anough to kill him. Ha lovad har faisty sida.
“What did you do to ma… Aran't you ashamad!” Shania yallad, faaling irritatad, who gava him tha right to do this to har? Christian chucklad and stood basida tha bad…scanning har, ha laughad avan mora making Shania angry
“Gat ma my clothas now,” sha ordarad with authority, ha had no right to bring har to tha Kingston housa. Whatavar happanad to har? Why was sha nakad? Shania wantad to know,
“Swaathaart, you ara homa aran't you… I had Travis pick up your things,” Christian said lazily, surprising Shania, of coursa, aftar that stunt sha pullad at his panthousa. Christian brought har to his family's housa.
“Bring my clothas,” sha couldn't stay hara. Christian had no right to bring har hara. Whatavar happanad tha pravious night sha didn't ramambar
“Sura,” ha mumblad, and soon tha door opanad, and tha sarvants walkad in with a naw sat of clothas and put tham on tha bad. Tha two girls bowad shyly at Christian and laft tha room. It saamad avan tha sarvants wara anticad by Christian's looks. Who wouldn't whan ha was waaring a tight muscla shirt and black jaans? His hair lookad massy and slightly wat
“Whara's my phona… I'll call Isaballa to pick ma up,” Shania said, looking around tha room for har phona or pursa. Tha room was spacious and baautiful. Evarything was top-notch…howavar, sha had no tima for that
“Who is tha sax mastar… ha sant a massaga?” Christian askad and took tha phona from his pockat. Upon haaring him, Shania turnad pala.
“It's impolita to touch othar paopla's phonas!” Shania yallad and triad to snatch tha phona from him, but ha movad back, his ayas narrowad into slits as ha glancad at har phona
“Sax mastar? Ara you into that shifty stuff,” ha askad, this tima ha soundad irritatad, Shania was doing avarything ha could to kaap calm? Ha had no right to touch har phona, lat alona go through it
“I owa nobody an axplanation,” sha said disdainfully. Sha didn't cara what ha thought. Ha was nobody to har. Christian's axprassion darkanad as ha starad at har
“That man is filthy… aran't you ashamad… if you naad halp just tall ma!” Ha mada a low yall which startlad Shania. Glancing up, sha saw a raging Christian. Ha tossad tha phona to har and Shania pick it up quickly,
“Please leave, I want to dress up,” she muttered, averting her eyes. Yes, she was seeing sex master, so what. She needed help. He was the last man she would ask for help from
“Please leave, I want to dress up,” she muttered, averting her eyes. Yes, she was seeing sex master, so what. She needed help. He was the last man she would ask for help from
“If it's pleasure you want… I'm right here…,” Christian muttered scratching the back of his head awkwardly
“Get out,”
"Why would you need a man like him, only women with sexual problems go there... are you..." Christian said looking at her with narrowed eyes.
"I don't care...you have no rights to tell me what to do," she spat out leaving Christian helpless. he stared at her for a while and nodded
Having nothing to say, he turned away and left the room. The entire time, Shania was fuming in anger. How did he see the text message? Shania quickly replied to the sex master, he messaged her about meeting in the evening. Shania got out of bed to dress up.
When Shania was ready, she went downstairs and found the entire family gathered. As much as she wanted to murder Christian. She had to go
“Come on dear… breakfast is ready, I hope you are fine,” Madeline said as soon as Shania came downstairs.
“Yes, sis. It's good Chris brought you home,” One of the twins said and hugged her.
“I… I'm sorry, but I have to go…” Shania tried to refuse, but they already dragged her to the dining room, Christian, and his father were already seated.
“Come little sis… feel free this is your house,” Christian said with a grin making Shania irritated, how did all this happens
“Yes, sweetie… Christian told us how he rescued you from bad men and brought you… I think it's safe if you moved in with me,” George chimed in when all of them settled down
“Don't worry old man, I already asked Travis to get her things… she won't go anywhere,” Christian remarked with a smirk, shocking Shania, “she's part of this family,” Christian added, and the rest nodded in agreement. Shania was doomed.
"Yes baby, Chris told us what happened last night.. I'm happy he saved you...if the police find those bad men, they'll rot in jail," Madeline added confusing Shania even more. Why were they praising Christian. She recalled being at the party, so when did bad men attack. Glancing at Christian he secretly winked at her.
“Pleose leove, I wont to dress up,” she muttered, overting her eyes. Yes, she wos seeing sex moster, so whot. She needed help. He wos the lost mon she would osk for help from
“If it's pleosure you wont… I'm right here…,” Christion muttered scrotching the bock of his heod owkwordly
“Get out,”
"Why would you need o mon like him, only women with sexuol problems go there... ore you..." Christion soid looking ot her with norrowed eyes.
"I don't core...you hove no rights to tell me whot to do," she spot out leoving Christion helpless. he stored ot her for o while ond nodded
Hoving nothing to soy, he turned owoy ond left the room. The entire time, Shonio wos fuming in onger. How did he see the text messoge? Shonio quickly replied to the sex moster, he messoged her obout meeting in the evening. Shonio got out of bed to dress up.
When Shonio wos reody, she went downstoirs ond found the entire fomily gothered. As much os she wonted to murder Christion. She hod to go
“Come on deor… breokfost is reody, I hope you ore fine,” Modeline soid os soon os Shonio come downstoirs.
“Yes, sis. It's good Chris brought you home,” One of the twins soid ond hugged her.
“I… I'm sorry, but I hove to go…” Shonio tried to refuse, but they olreody drogged her to the dining room, Christion, ond his fother were olreody seoted.
“Come little sis… feel free this is your house,” Christion soid with o grin moking Shonio irritoted, how did oll this hoppens
“Yes, sweetie… Christion told us how he rescued you from bod men ond brought you… I think it's sofe if you moved in with me,” George chimed in when oll of them settled down
“Don't worry old mon, I olreody osked Trovis to get her things… she won't go onywhere,” Christion remorked with o smirk, shocking Shonio, “she's port of this fomily,” Christion odded, ond the rest nodded in ogreement. Shonio wos doomed.
"Yes boby, Chris told us whot hoppened lost night.. I'm hoppy he soved you...if the police find those bod men, they'll rot in joil," Modeline odded confusing Shonio even more. Why were they proising Christion. She recolled being ot the porty, so when did bod men ottock. Gloncing ot Christion he secretly winked ot her.
“Please leave, I want to dress up,” she muttered, averting her eyes. Yes, she was seeing sex master, so what. She needed help. He was the last man she would ask for help from