Yours, Until Needed
Chapter 85: Dare

Chapter 85: Dare

RINA

Driving away those vultures took some effort. They were adamant about staying over; something about Lily needing to play with kids her age.

Pssh.

Luckily, Aunt Serena figured something like this would happen. Her solution was to ask the house helpers to stay in individual rooms, occupying all the sleeping areas.

These people would be unwilling to sleep in rooms previously used by the house help, even if they were vacated.

You’d assume that someone of their status wouldn’t be picky or outright disrespectful, but here we are, being proven wrong.

But that’s on them. If they wanted tickets to hell, so be it.

In reality, Rina’s got bigger problems to think about. These people should have been the least of her problems.

She’s got Eli following her every move, which was understandable because Rina was crazy enough to run away.

Rina grimaced, knowing she’d have no choice but to tell her everything today. She had been delaying it, thankful that Lucian was such a sticky bastard and had followed Eliana around like a dog.

What happened to being an angry cat?

And how come Eli hasn’t noticed her tail? Or was it because she didn’t care?

Rina had many questions, but the biggest issue was explaining her situation.

This darned situation happened some weeks back.

She couldn’t attend Summit University like Eliana did as someone studying Pharmaceutical Management. So, she inevitably had to socialize with people apart from Eli.

One of her classmates hosted his birthday party at one of the city’s most prominent bars. And being the good and sociable friend that she was, Rina decided to go.

But that party turned crazy when she encountered several drunken women who had some past beef with her.

There were many such people because Rina wasn’t as kind as Eli. She could definitely play nice, but that was the extent of it.

So when these women came down on her with accusations of wanting to steal their men, Rina was not reconciled. Because who the hell would want your moronic men.

Hello? Those guys fell for such women, so they clearly had problems, too.

Rina didn’t feel like arguing today, especially since she was still angry over Jasper’s attempt at hurting Eli.

Rina was concerned she’d end up as the next guest of the detention center.

But before the brawl could start, someone broke the tense atmosphere.

"Hmm. That’s unlikely."

Rina had to whip her head back to see if her guess was correct. The voice was familiar. That slightly mocking tone was only forgivable because his voice sounded great.

Architect Idris.

Rina furrowed her brows at the newcomer, wondering what he was planning to do by interfering.

As expected of a bar, the lighting was fleeting and multi-colored, so it took the boisterous women a while to see the newcomer’s face.

Idris looked great. Next to Lucian, he didn’t turn into a squid but could hold himself against the most handsome crowd. He also had a carefree attitude, a far cry from when she had to beg the man to look at their project.

The duality irked Rina, who was unsure of the man’s true personality. But one thing was sure: His suave movements reeked of playboy material.

Although her gut told her it was a bad idea, her body remained glued to the spot as Idris approached.

The women were surprised, much to the annoyance of their supposed men. Their dripping stares and moving tongues did not escape her sight. They had clearly switched targets, from attacking her to impressing Idris.

Or they were probably thinking of hitting two birds with one stone.

And they surely tried for most of the night. Insinuations of my unruly behavior and dealings with men were thrown out like crazy. Even Rina started thinking about whether such claims were true or false, considering how many there were.

But Idris, who had sat by her side, just chuckled and waved it off, which ticked off the women who kept trying their best.

He played the role of "companion" well, and the hounds were left with no choice but to challenge its foundation.

Someone probably noticed how we left a gap between us as we sat.

So much for being together when we couldn’t bear being near each other.

That was how we ended up playing Spin the Bottle. There wasn’t much spinning, but it ended up in a lot of lip-smacking.

The first time they ordered the dare, Rina felt her back stiffen. She was no prude, but she still wanted to maintain a semblance of professionalism. They were asking her to lock lips with their project architect, for god sake! But reacting wouldn’t do her any good, so Rina complied.

"Well then, excuse me, I guess." Murmured Idris as he got close to Rina’s face.

She wasn’t expecting much and just wanted to get it over with. But kissing Idris was like being set aflame. She couldn’t help but give him access and embarrassingly arched towards him as well.

Rina was dazed when he let her go. It was a dare, and it shouldn’t have taken too long. Rina had no idea how long it took because she was sure she had lost a bit of her soul right then and there.

Idris cradled her back, returning her to a more comfortable position. So now she could see the blackened faces of these hounds.

They definitely did not want to see a round two of that. But their men thought differently. They enjoyed being voyeurs for some perverted reason, or maybe they just wanted to piss off these women who were being infidels right in front of their partners.

So, one kiss turned into two, then eventually into three, and honestly, by the time the party ended, it was up there in number.

It was high up there because when Rina attempted to go to the bathroom, Idris had to assist as the women tried to follow her.

The assistance included making out by the hallway and then by the stairwell. They made out everywhere there was space, like the back of that chauffered car and by the door of Idris’ hotel room.

These two were drunk, not from alcohol but from lust. They drank an embarrassingly small amount of alcohol, and even the kids would laugh at them. But they kept caressing and kissing each other like starved animals in heat.

Unadulterated lust.

They probably were really in heat because so much for the bed being the first area of business. The bed was their last destination.

If they hadn’t seen that surveillance camera inside the elevator, these two would have jumped each other right there.

Rina had no actual experience in this. She only played with herself and has been content with that. It’s why she was technically no virgin, but she’s never actually had anyone in there.

And Idris was leagues above her trusted dildo. This guy burned her with every touch, stroke, and pump. And she relished in it.

Mornings were usually for the walk of shame, but Rina felt a different kind of shame as she had more of Idris for breakfast and lunch.

There was no walking and talking. Her throat was too hoarse for an actual conversation.

To be fair, they tried eating a legitimate lunch and partially succeeded. They ate quietly and focused on their food.

But when the front desk called to ask if they were planning on extending, Idris looked at Rina before saying, "Yes."

And boy, did they extend.