Chapter 5 Please, Please, Let Me Go

Levante's POV

I closed the door behind me and went to the bathroom to take a shower. Chrissendo was right: I was very angry when I walked back to Jenna earlier, and she could sense it. I wanted her to see that side of me, and now I hope she'll be more careful around me.

I showered and got dressed in the bathroom. It wasn't dinner time yet, so I sat in bed and picked up my tablet to entertain myself with some videos.

Jenna walked in after a while.

She stood at the door and stared at me.

I ignored her.

"Levante ..." She stuttered.

I slowly looked up at her coldly. I saw her shiver at my stare.

"Levante, can we talk?" She said carefully.

I continued to stare at her coldly.

She slowly walked into the room.

That was when I noticed what she was wearing: a white shirt showing her belly and some blue shorts which barely covered her thighs. I frowned.

"Is this what you spent my money on today?" I asked sternly.

She looked down at herself. "You like?" She asked and looked at me with a smile. "And I got my nails and hair done!" She said cheerfully.

I looked at her nails and hair as she pointed them out. I was lost for words. I looked back on my tablet screen.

She rushed to me and knelt by my side. "Levante, I don't want to be your hostage anymore. Can you just let me go? I promise not to tell anyone anything about you." She pleaded.

I looked at her quietly as she spoke. I looked back at my tablet.

She sighed. "Levante you don't want me here and I don't want to be here!" She said "And I'm just wasting away while I'm here!" She continued.

"So what do you want to do?" I asked her softly while looking at my tablet.

"Leave!" She said forcefully.

I looked at her with squinted eyes. "I mean, what do you want to do while you're here?"

She became teary. "Why won't you let me go?"

"Because you saw me kill George Wong." I said bluntly.

"I'll tell no one!" She said immediately with her palms together, pleading.

I squinted my eyes at her. "What's written on my forehead?" I asked her.

She sighed. "It's not 'stupid'. I know you aren't stupid!" She said in frustration.

I was impressed she caught on. But of course she was a masters student. She was smart.

"I need you to be my sex slave, that's why I'm keeping you here." I said softly.

She giggled and shook her head. "No, you don't."

I frowned. Why did she think I was joking?

"You, Levante, are as stiff as iron." She said.

I squinted my eyes at her.

"You sat next to me when I was vulnerable and you didn't even notice I was half naked. A man with sex on his mind would have noticed immediately, and he would have taken advantage of me." She called my bluff.

I swallowed. What she said made sense.

"But, um," she said cozily as she stood up and sat on top of my dick. She cupped my jaws in her palms.

I grunted. She was a little heavy in the hip area. And being this close to me got her scent all up in my nostrils. I frowned at her.

She smiled when I frowned. She looked into my eyes. "I can make you want me," she said seductively.

I looked at her purple-painted lips. Then I looked up into her eyes. "Get off me, Jenna Deborah Brown." I said coldly.

She tensed up when she heard me mention her full name and in that tone. She was good at reading my emotions. She knew I could do something to hurt her if I spoke like that.

She swallowed and got up quietly. "I'll try again later," she said softly.

"No, don't." I said firmly. "I don't need this right now." I said and went back to the tablet.

"Aha!" She screamed joyfully as she pointed her forefinger at me.

I looked at her, wondering what got her excited.

"You just admitted that you don't need sex right now!" She said. "But earlier on you tried to lie to me that you want me as your sex slave!" She continued.

I sighed out and looked back at my tablet.

"Please Levante, please. Please, please let me go." She pleaded again as she knelt by my side again.

I sighed out again, got out of the bed and walked to the door.

She started sobbing.

I ignored her and walked out of the room.