Deceived; Chapter 27

I thought this could wait until marriage, for two lovers, although for a 15 year old? This was too soon.

Time passed with me not looking at what's going on but rather feeling it severely.

At that moment, I felt my mind go blank.

My mind felt vacant, hollow, and empty.

Numbness hit me.

I couldn't feel anything whatsoever, except for Fouad on me, and a phone ring 5 minutes later.

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It brought me back to life and reality. I could feel my body. The numbness was over.

 Fouad wasn't on me anymore. He walked across the room over to the ringing phone. I figured that was my chance to sit up straight and be ready for Fouad's next approach and not condone it.

My bathing suit was slipping off my tan body, both parts. I had to fix it otherwise Fouad will find it attracting again and will come on to me.

I wonder why Fouad was whispering through his phone, the only words I could hear were "Hello" and "I can't right now."

Who was he talking to?

As soon as he closed the phone he spoke, "Sorry about that, business calls... now where were we?"

He walked over to the bed all flirtatious like. I was too curious to know.

"What do you work?" I asked anxiously.

"Oh um.. I work with business and investing, now enough talking, lets continue..." he replied approaching me even closer than last time, "I want you to do me a favor, Ghaneya..."

I ignored him.

His face came closer to my ear, I could feel it since it was tickling me.

"Heh, it tickles" I said with a slight giggle.

"How does it feel now?" Fouad said breathing against my ear, tickling my face even more with his soft hands.

"Still.." I answered.

"Ghaneya.. I love you" he stated while hugging me from the back, "I'm sorry if i make you uncomfortable"

After he spoke, I felt his sorrow,  I looked at him and accepted his apology bluntly.

"So, what was your favor?" I said reminding Fouad.

"Oh right... Ghaneya, I want you to ah-m-m... if you don't mind can you.. u-h-m-m... dance  u-h-m-m... for me?"

My mind refused. I was too shy.

"Hahaha sorry but no" I said laughing.

"Oh come on... Please... for me" he said rubbing my stomach.

I was ignoring him.

"Please, Ghaneya, I would if I were you..." he said again, "please... for me..."

"U-h-h..." I muttered.

He came closer to my neck this time and started kissing it.

Here we go again.

I have to put a stop to this once and for all.

I was moving my head so he wouldn't get a perfect kiss.

"Uh-h-h... Fouad stop it.. uh-h-h stop it, please" I moaned.

"Stay still" he replied continuing kissing my neck and then reached my chest again.

I couldn't take it anymore, it was wrong. I slightly pushed Fouad off my chest and stood up.

"I-i-i-i'm sorry, I have to go, my aunt's waiting for me, I've been gone long enough." I lied, I just needed to escape.

Fouad was surprised with my words. He didn't have any other option but let me go.

I grabbed my clothes and put them over the swimming suit.

"At least let me drop you home..." he insisted.

I had no other choice, I wouldn't be allowed to ride a taxi all the way home in Bahrain, Fouad was obviously safer.

I nodded and walked out of the suite.

We entered the car, and the first thing I did was open my phone for any updates while i was gone.

Malak and Munya were both on their way to the airport, going to the same country.

The rest of the girls were hanging out together shopping.

It's a shock that no one talked to me, or even cared to send me an invite.

The car ride was quiet and unusual.

I explained to Fouad where my house was.

When we reached, I opened the door, and was held back by Fouad's palms on my arm.

I looked back at him, he smiled and mouthed the words "I love you".

I smiled widely and closed the door making sure I left nothing behind.

I entered the empty house, hid the new bikini Fouad got me, changed into some comfortable house clothes, and just sat in bed just replaying the whole day over and over again. Guilt spread over me, I can't believe a 15 year-old girl such as myself would lose it.

Ghaneya, what have you done?