Sex And Fantasies

His Rage

ENTRY 4.3 *** Soon as Eliza stepped out of his office, her tears poured down. And she rushed towards the restroom and locked it. She walked towards the mirror and stared at herself. She closed her eyes when a flashback came across her mind. “Adam seems to like you, Eliza. But you should know that Adam is my only son, and he is destined to marry an heiress.” “I know, Mrs. Cauffman.” “Good. If ever he confesses to you, I want you to take him down. Do you understand?” “Yes, Mrs. Cauffman.” She shook her head to stop those thoughts—their conversation with Adam’s mom when she and Adam were in first-year college. Yeah, how could Adam be destined for her? She’s a daughter of a butler. To elite people, she’s poor. And Adam is rich. So, they can’t be together—and fuck that mindset! She likes Adam—that’s the truth, but Mrs. Cauffman’s words consistently linger on her mind. Adam is not a womanizer, but because Eliza keeps pushing him away, he starts to change until it becomes his habit. And she can’t help herself not to feel guilty about it. She admits that she’s a coward. And she needs to stay like that until Adam falls for another woman that she deserves—a woman with the same wealth as them. Being friends with him… is enough for Eliza. In the afternoon, Eliza keeps herself busy to divert her thoughts away from Adam. Even if she wanted to stay away from him—work with other companies; however, Adam needs her. During their college days, Adam always took care of her. The Cauffman family treated her and her mother like family, and she wanted to return their kindness. Adam’s father also asked a favor her that she must look at Adam. At first, she was hesitant because Adam’s mom wanted her to stay away from him. In the end, she decided to break any feelings that would grow inside her. And they just developed their

bond as best of friends. And they must not go beyond that. After work, Adam always takes her home, but this time, Adam leaves early and doesn’t tell her where he should go. She shook her head and sighed as she was waiting for a cab. She will not apologize for what she did earlier to him. Adam deserves it. She wanted to show that they were far from what he wanted to be. When she got home, she went straight to the back of the Cauffman mansion. She’s living with her mom at the shelter of all that serves the Cauffman family. Adam wanted her to sleep inside the mansion as they have too many guestrooms, but she declined. EIGHT in the evening when Drake went to a bar as Adam called him on the phone. Drake shook his head when he saw Adam torridly kissing two women on his sides—exchanging kisses to his right and then to his left. Drake tapped his shoulder, making him stop, and the girls moved away. “Adam… dude, I told you to stop doing—” “For what?” Adam interrupted and scoffed. “For Eliza?” he shook his head, “I guess I need to stop pursuing her, Drake,” he added and grabbed the glass of drink, then tossed it up. “Why? As far as I can remember, Adam Cauffman doesn’t know the word GIVE UP,” Drake replied and grabbed the woman on his right, and he took the woman’s place as he sat there. Adam let out a disturbing laugh. “I don’t know, man,” Adam reached for the woman on his left and kissed her again, which made Drake shake his head. He grabbed one bottle of beer and opened it. Drake stood up and left Adam as the latter devoured the woman. He walked towards the counter and smiled at the bartender. “How’s Adam?” the bartender asked. Drake gestured his head on the couch on the left side. “Look how he ravished those women. And he’s not afraid that the media will take a photo of him and sell it,” Drake uttered and laughed. “Well, he owned this bar, Drake. And you know his rules,” the bartender replied. Drake nodded and drank his beer. “Yeah. And look how wasted he was,” Drake uttered. “Poor Adam. The woman she loves can’t love her back,” he added and shook his head. The bartender sighed and left as he entertained other customers. © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Only the elite and those with a membership card under Adam’s club can enter this bar. So, Adam always goes here when his heart is aching. And will fuck women to forget about the pain, but Drake knew that Adam couldn’t forget about it instantly, especially since he was with Eliza every day. “Adam… oh…” the woman moaned while Adam trailed soft kisses into the woman’s neck down to her chest while his hand was caressing the woman’s exposed leg. It was just a kiss and touch, and the woman got insane. But… Eliza… why can’t she fall into it? He closes his eyes and stops what he’s doing. He stood up, but the woman grabbed his hand. “Where are you going? We’re not done—” “You’re not good,” he replied, which made the woman let go of her grip on him as her jaw dropped. Adam left the couch, and when his eyes landed on Drake, the latter waved his hand. Adam shook his head and walked towards the bar counter, but when he was about to pass by on the last couch… a man blocked his way. Adam frowned and looked into the man’s eyes. “What’s wrong with you, huh, Cauffman?” the man asked, which drew lines into his forehead. Adam intently locked his gaze on the man but didn’t utter a word and was about to walk again when the man pushed him on the chest, making him step backward. Good thing he balanced himself. Adam clenched his fist and gritted his teeth as rage lit his eyes. “What the fuck is your problem?!” His voice roared inside, making the music stop. “You!” The man pointed him to the chest. “You are our problem! You act as if you’re our superior, and you even steal our girls—” “Steal!” Adam exclaimed. “I didn’t steal anything!” he added. The man didn’t reply and was about to throw a punch straight at Adam when Adam caught his fist, and it was Adam who threw a punch at the man’s face, making the man fall to the ground. Adam is enraged at the moment, and Drake can clearly see it from afar. He then rushed towards Adam and stopped him when Adam threw another punch in the man’s face… “How dare you—” Adam threw another punch, “—hit on me, huh!” he exclaimed as he went on top of the man and continued to throw punches on the man’s face, making it covered with red liquid which was a rusty smell.

“Damn it!” Drake cursed and was about to stop Adam when they spoke. “Don’t try to stop me!” Drake cursed out loud and wiped his palm into his face when suddenly an idea came out. he took off his phone from his pocket, dialed Eliza’s number, and immediately informed the woman. “Adam is killing someone at the HI-END Bar,” he said and dropped the call.