My Bestfriend's Brother Shouldn't Know How I Taste novel Chapter 242

Chapter 242

LILY’S POV

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My eyes widened in fear as his fury filled eyes settled on my bruises. I quickly lift my hand to block the bruised spot from his eyes, but it only seemed to fuel his anger more, his rage filled eyes now glared into mine.

It took awhile to realize that he was now towering over me with his 6’1” form over my 5’1” and I crane my neck to look at him. His face was settled in displeasure now a few inches from my own.

“I’m going to ask this only once again, who did this to you?” He said slowly, as if talking to a child who didn’t have understanding. His eyes now turned accusing when I didn’t answer.

Like you care!

This seemed to fuel my own anger. I stepped back a little to create space between us. It seems that I can’t think straight when I’m near him. “I think you know who did this to me, so don’t pretend you don’t know!” I said harshly, shocking the both of us.

He staggered back at my words not expecting the harshness in my voice. My words must’ve made him speechless, his blue orbs were filled with bewilderment. I cleared my throat to ease the tension that was settling in between us. He finally regained his composure and mumbled something incoherent.

“Well, aren’t you going to let me in or not? Because I have somewhere else to be.” I lied through my teeth, hoping he’ll take the hint and drop the subject.

He sighed before nodding. “Come in.” He moved out of the way to let me in.

I gave him a skeptical look before entering his penthouse. The scent of peppermint was prominent in the air, making it smell lovely inside. I looked at the white plain walls, they were barely covered with any interior designs. Everything was plain, a huge contrast to the owner who was anything but.

I felt Asher side–step me to walk ahead. He was heading to some stairs that looked like they went on for ages and disappeared behind two huge walls.

“Come with me.” He muttered walking away. I followed him up, holding the clean glass railings to steady myself. He looked back at me once to make sure I was following until we reached a huge wooden door with a sign “DO NOT ENTER.”

Asher opened it and ushered me inside. With a skeptical look I entered slowly. My stomach settled with unease when I realized it was his room. I could tell by the bag and shoes that were settled by his bed in a messy way. There were posters of models who were barely clothed on his gray walls. Clothes were scattered on his desk in a pile and I was tempted to clean up for him. I can’t help it. I’m a clean freak.

Did he bring me up here to rape then kill me?

He closed the door with a bang which startled me. I walked backwards and collided with his broad body. The collision had us both stumbling until I righted myself and turned around to face him.

“What’s wrong?” He asked his brows knitted in confusion.

“I’m really sorry for answering you the way I did, please don’t rape and kill me, it’ll never happen again!” I rushed out while panicking. My hands were raised up in front of me as a protective barrier. I’m too young to die, I haven’t even kissed a guy yet.

His blue eyes looked back at me dumbfounded before he burst out into laughter while clutching his stomach. What is he laughing at, am I that ridiculous?

“You thought I would touch you, out of all people?” He laughed while trying to catch his breath. Tears were leaking out at the corner of his eyes.

When he stopped having his laughing fit, he got serious, his face barely held an emotion as he looked at me

“I’d rather die than ever look at you like that. You’re not pretty, and I’m sure you would be a boring lay, anyways. Oh, and I’m not a fucking rapist.” He said in a bored voice, giving me a once over, he turned around and headed for his bed.

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Chapter 242

His words hurt me more than it should’ve, and I scold myself silently for it. His damp hair plastered on his forehead as he lay back on his huge king size back. bed. It must’ve annoyed him because he moved the soft looking strands

“Whatever, let’s just do the project.” I muttered embarrassed and looked around his messy room.

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He turned his head slightly to look at me before diverting his attention back to the white ceiling. “About the project… you’re the one who is going to do it alone, I’m too busy for this shit.” He said and took out his phone to scroll over it.

“Then what was the point of me coming here?” I asked him in exaggeration. I was beyond mad right now, I was seething in fact. If only I knew it would have been pointless to come here, I would have stayed in my room.

“Well, to supervise you, duh. I don’t want you to mess up and not put my name on the paper.” He answered with an eye roll still scrolling at something that seemed to interest him on the phone.

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