Brutus POV
I walked into the room slowly, I was so amazed. Right in the middle of the room there was a king size bed dressed with the most expensive sheets and covers that I have ever seen. There was a big chandelier and many windows that let in starlight. To the left of the bed there was a big bathroom with a golden tub, a chandelier, a big sink, a large mirror, and a toilet. To the right of the bedroom there was a huge walk-in closet and a vanity. On each side of the bed there were nightstands. I walked into the closet to see only a few items of clothing hung up. What really surprised me was a shelf stacked with sheets, shams, duvet covers, pillow covers, and quilts. There were so many, but all of the same color, gold. I walked out of the walk-in closet, took my coat and shoes off, and waited for Enobaria.
She came in seconds later. She took off her shoes off, closed the windows, turned off the lights, lit the candles, closed all the doors, and joined me on the other side of the bed. She looked sad. Stop feeling sorry for her. Remember why you're here: payback. I broke the silence.
"What now?" I ask.
"You do whatever you want with me," she said. She took off her shirt and pants, leaving her in her undergarments. She wore a black strapless lace bra with matching panties. She lay on the headboard and stared straight at nothing.
I took off my shirt and straddled her. Then I grabbed her chin, made her look at me, and kissed her. It was a simple kiss, and then she allowed me to enter my tongue, which I gladly did. While kissing I unhooked the back of her bra with one hand while caressing her long silky hair with the other. Once I unhooked the bra, I let it fall to the floor. Then I began to lick the valley between her breasts. She had goose bumps and her nipples were getting hard. I then began to suck on one breast while I caressed the other. Enobaria's breathing grew faster and shorter; I could tell because her chest was rising and falling. I then sucked on the other nipple and I took off her panties. She didn't have a single hair in her area. Her prep team probably waxed them all off. I kissed her firm stomach for some time until I heard a whimper. I looked up to see Enobaria's face covered in her own tears.
I didn't say anything. I simply pulled the covers over us and wrapped my arms around her waist. She wouldn't face me, but she felt protected. That morning at 2:00 a.m., I woke up to a loud thump noise coming from the bathroom. I noticed that Enobaria wasn't in bed and her clothes were still on the floor. I walked to the bathroom door and knocked lightly. "Baria?" I asked with concern in my voice. "Baria, are you in there?"
"Go home, I'll see you in District 2," she said. Her voice was low and shaky. Was she crying?
"Baria?" I asked. I tried to turn the knob of the door but it was locked.
"I said go home!" she yelled. I slowly walked away from the door and put on my shirt. Thump! I ran to the door and broke the lock to see…