Falling for My Billionaire Best Friend

BASH

It’s almost eleven in the morning when I check the time on my wristwatch. Everyone seems to relax a little.

“Trinity, let’s go,” I almost plead, and I don’t care what happened earlier. I want to get out of this place as fast as I can, away from Rexwell.NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

She walks in my direction as she looks at Rexwell. I feel a pang inside my chest, and m I guess she’s trying to say something to Rexwell with that look.

Rexwell looks back at her, then he meets my gaze. “Bash—”

I raise my hand. I don’t want to fight with Rexwell again and not in this place. I’m beyond pissed, but I don’t care about his shit.

“You’ve done enough, Rexwell. You put my girlfriend’s life in jeopardy. I’ll let it go this time because I was here when that happened, but you’ll not gonna drag her to your mess again or whatever you are dealing with that goddamn man!” I wish I can punch him with eye contact. I can’t believe he’s so selfish to drag a woman to save his ass.

He purses her lips into a thin line and nods slowly.

He takes a deeper breath. “I know, I know, Bash. But you’ve warned everyone, and I can’t get close to you.” Guilt crosses his face. “I ask your number from Trinity.”

“Don’t fucking call her Trinity!” I shout at him.

He looks shocked. “Okay!” He agrees, raising his hand.

“Bash, let me explain.” Trinity’s voice is a little bit shaky because she’d seen me angry as soon as I arrived.

“You have nothing to explain, Trinity. Let’s go.” I tell her harshly and walk away, but I don’t hear footsteps following me.

I stop and turn around only to see Trinity is hugging Rexwell. I shake my head in disbelief, and I just can’t believe them doing that in front of me, but I’d rather not think of them hugging behind my back as well.

My chest tightens. I take a deep breath ad I walk away as fast as I can. I shove my hands in my pockets because I might lose my shit and punch Rexwell again.

I’m always a jealous person, but I’m not greedy. It will kill me if Trinity likes Rexwell, but if she chooses him, then I have to let her go.

“Bash!” I hear her seem to catch her breath behind my back, and her footsteps seem she’s running.

“Bash!” She calls me again.

I stop to halt to face her. “What?” Even myself, I can hear the pain in my own voice.

“Bash.” She pulls me into a hug, tighter, presses herself into me, and bursts into tears. “I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry, and I don’t wanna put your life in danger again. I-I’m sorry, Bash. If I had to do it behind your back.”

I can’t help but hug her back as tight as she does. I run my fingers through her hair and kiss the top of her head. “Hush, Tri. Please, don’t cry.” That’s all I can say. It breaks my heart to see like this. I realize that she’s here because of that journal and because of me.

“It’s not what you think it is, Bash,” she speaks again.

“I know, Baby. I know.”

“No, Bash. It’s about Sean.” I groan and pull away from our embrace.

“What about him, Trinity? Do you like him that much that you have to risk your goddamn life to be with him?” I ask through gritted teeth, narrowing my eyes on her.

I need to know this, and once and for all, I want to end this agony inside me. It’s better to put this to an end at once than knowing Trinity liking someone else.

Her teary eyes grow wider, her lips slightly parted. Her grips on my arms loosen as she stares at me in disbelief. I notice that we have an audience—an audience that I wish I can punch him till his eyes burst out from his fucking head. I want to break his skull pretty bad, my fists shake in anger.

“Why are you saying something like that?” She asks with a shaky and cracked voice.

“Shouldn’t you be the one answering that?” I ask back, ignoring Rexwell at her back.

“I stole the journal because I couldn’t think of putting your life in danger again. I know it was wrong to steal that book from you, but I have no choice. You and Sean are being watched. He’s not the one who uploaded that app to my phone. He was only involved with all of this because.” She pauses, looking at Rexwell, then he nods at Trinity. “He’s Mr. Tenning’s son.”

I laugh, mocking at them. “What? Is this some kind of a joke? What other lies you fed to my girlfriend, Rexwell?” I look at Rexwell. He purses his lips into a thin line, then he shakes his head to confirm that Trinity is not joking.

“That’s the truth, Hughes,” He answers slowly, seemingly ashamed that he’s the son of who put others’ blood on his hands.

“What’s the fucking truth?” I ask, focusing my attention on Rexwell.

“Andrew Tennings was my dad. My real father. Mom worked as a psychiatric nurse at the mental facility where Tennings was confined. Since he wasn’t really crazy at that time, they had an affair that led mom on getting pregnant.” He stops, looking at me.

I listen intently when his story seems believable. But why Tennings gave the book to me?

“He was transferred back to prison but Mom continued her visit until she told him that she was pregnant. Mom knew everything that happened to him in and out of prison. They killed my mom after I was born, and that’s how I got adopted by Brad Rexwell.”

“Then why did he give the journal to me?”

“I was in Boston when that happened.”

“You didn’t even come to his burial!”

“I was being watched, Hughes. They wanted the journal that I didn’t have,” he explains.

“How did you know all these?” I ask in disbelief.

“My adopted mother told me when I turned eighteen, and I was able to visit him discreetly to prison. He told me once that he loved your mom, and he did something bad to her,” he says, shrugging.

“Is that why you hated my guts?” I ask.

He laughs a little. “Your family locked him up.”

“Your father raped my mom! And he confessed!” I yell, and I am beyond furious right now.

“You know that he didn’t kill someone! He was forced!”

“Stop! Stop!” Trinity comes in between, pushing us away when we are about to get into each other’s throats.

“Guys, we need to leave,” Derek says.

“Just give us a minute,” Trinity answers him. Derek nods, walking away to give us some privacy.

“Will you two stop? You’re both grown up. At least be civil with each other,” Trinity scolds us like we’re both children.

I relax a bit.

“We can talk about these over a coffee, maybe?” Rexwell asks with a smirk.

“Seriously? Did you just asked me out for a coffee, Rexwell?” I ask back in surprise.

He rolls her eyes. Did he just really do that? “I’m asking you for a dinner date too.”

“You’re being sarcastic, Sean.”

He looks amused at what Trinity just said.

“How about tonight at Night Stalker?” Trinity asks him.

“What’s tonight, Trinity?” I ask.

“Sure. See you there,” Sean answers immediately.

“See you there too, Hughes!” he slaps my back before he finally walks away.

“Did you just invite him, Trinity?” I can’t fucking believe it.

“I think you two need to forget the past, Bash. Move on. He’s not what you think he is.” She looks at me and squeezes my hand tightly.

“Oh, really? He just let you stole the journal.”

“It was my choice, Bash.”

“He just put your life in danger, Trinity.”

“It was my choice too.”

“You’re unbelievable!” I can’t believe she just defended him.

“You’re just jealous,” she murmurs.

“Jealous? Do you think this is all about jealousy to you? Do you even know who that man is?” I glare at her. “Your parents will kill me if they find this out.”

“Sean told me everything about that man while we’re on our way,” she says guiltily.

“And yet you still risk your life.” I snap.

“I will do everything for you, Bash. Even if it will take my life away from me as long as I have the assurance that you will be safe. I will do it, and I will do the same thing I did an hour ago over again. That’s how much I love you.” Her tears roll down her cheeks.

I feel bad for the way I treated her earlier. I was just damn jealous, and she kept all of these away from me.

“That’s reckless and selfless! I didn’t ask you to do that, Trinity. Don’t ever do something like that behind my back again. Do you understand me?”

“You don’t have to ask en, Bash. That’s what I wanted to do. I chose it, and I made that decision. Sean forced me to stay in the car but I refused. I don’t trust him if he would give it to him, and I wanted that to be over. I’ve been guilty of keeping all these away from you. It’s killing me.” She wipes her tears away.

I bite my bottom lip. She just risked her life for me. “You’re so stubborn, you know.” I pulled her into my arms.

“We were being watched earlier, Bash. That’s why I don’t want you to move closer to us.”

I shake my head, and I can’t believe it. I squeeze my eyes shut and take a deep breath. “Let’s go home, and I want to punish you there.”

We arrive back at my penthouse silently. Edmund and Derek let go of us when we get inside the elevator safe and sound.

The elevator slides close, leaving just the two of us alone. I look at the camera installed inside the elevator. I fish out my phone from my pocket and send a quick message to Edmund. I slip my phone back into my pocket and look down at Trinity. “Kiara Trinity.”

She snaps her head at me. I cup her face immediately and devour her lips with a wet and urgent kiss.

She whimpers when I push her against the elevator wall.

Her lips move against mine. I quickly find her pants’ button, unbuttoning them while she’s also busy unbuttoning mine. We push our pants down simultaneously, and she grabs my already hard cock, stroking it slowly, teasing me.

“Fuck, Tri,” I groan quietly and grab her sweet ass. She wraps her legs around my waist instantly, and I’m all inside her warm and slick pussy.

I pull my lips from her, kiss her jaw and neck, and bite her earlobe.

“Please, Bash,” she says with a broken whimper.

“Please, what, Trinity?” I say quietly in a mocking tone.

“Stop being an asshole right now! Stop bashing me!”

My eyes widened in amusement. “Say it again, and I will give you whatever you want.”

She looks hurt. “If you want to punish me by doing this, this is not gonna work!” She loosens her legs around my waist.

Shit! This woman is hotter than hell when she’s pissed, but she’s about to push me away.

Panic strikes through me. I push her a little bit harder against the wall. I’m still inside her, and I can feel her dripping wet.

“Baby, I’m not punishing you by not making you come. I love you, Trinity. You just risked your life for me, and I can never repay you for that. You’re the strongest woman I know, but don’t ever do that again just to save my life. I’m supposed to be the one protecting you and not the other way around,” I say slowly. “I would rather be in danger than you. If something bad happened to you there, I’d rather die than watched you suffer. Do you understand me?”

She nods slowly, kissing my lips.

“Do you want to continue this?”

“What? Fucking me in the elevator?” She arches a brow.

and looks up. Just now she realizes that there’s a camera inside the elevator. “Oh, Shit! Shit!” She squirms against me and looks horrified while I am amused at her reaction. “Bash, the camera!”

“Do you really think I will let them watch us while I’m making you come?” I kiss her again, not waiting for her to answer.

I start moving, thrusting deeper inside her until she moans and mumbles something I can’t even understand. My legs wobble, and our breathing catches as we both let go of our overwhelming orgasms.