CAGED IN HIS ARMS

that much of a problem to him.

"Thanks for bringing us home Max." Hera smiled graciously at Max as soon as they arrived back at the mansion. He had driven them all the way back here. Although she was worried about his safety driving back home but she figured that he was used to it so it wouldn't be "You're welcome Hera. Can you..." He pointed to Bryce who was very much rested on her shoulders.

"It's okay. I can handle it from here." She affirmed his thoughts, waving his doubts completely.

Well, there's nothing to worry about anyways. If there's anyone who can take care of Bryce right now, it's none other than Hera. He trusts that she knew what to do.

"I would've loved to stay and help but he made quite a mess at the hotel and I need to clean it up as quickly as possible." He explained his current situation to her and she nodded in understanding.

"You don't have to worry about it and I'll make sure he apologizes for the rukus he created tonight." Hera assured him.

Max stifled back a laugh as his lips broke out into a wide grin. Bryce apologize? He can't wait to see it happen. He'd make sure his ears are wide open so that he didn't miss a thing to tease him about later. He'd also get it on camera If possible.

"If you say so then." He added "And if you need my help with anything, and I mean anything at all, don't hesitate to call me."

She nodded once and he took it as his cue to leave.

The minute he got into his car and zoomed off, she helped Bryce take slow and steady steps into the mansion till they arrived at the confinement of his bedroom.

Once inside, she let him lie down on his bed and proceeded to help him out of his clothing.

At first, she couldn't do it. She couldn't bring herself to strip him out of his clothes. It wasn't something she was entirely used to but she knew that she needed to, so pushing her conscience that always guilt stripped her to a corner of her brain, she did just that. Leaving him only in his inner wear and shorts.

she touching him down there. Taking off his clothes was one thing but his shorts, was another battle on its own that she wasn't prepared to

on his hands and decided to

her hands tightly to himself so that she wasn't able to move let alone stand

go. You're injured and I have to take care of your wound before it

out again when he

get up but he pulled her down so that their faces were

his weight and hovered over her

ever seen before. They were cold, angry and bitter. At that point, it registered on her brain that this wasn't her Bryce. He

pushing him away so that she could free herself but it felt impossible. Why was he built so

hers and placed his lips at the nape of her

do something before he does something he'll regret. She was already shivering in fright and beads of sweat

wasn't what she expected when she agreed to take

quivered and her eyes dilated when she found it impossible to move from

hands down

mouthed kisses on her face and proceeded to

mouth

Her voice came out trembling. Her eyes

drunken state. His eyes

goodness!" He shrieked and rolled down her body. Her clothes were ruffled and tears streamed down

her and pulled her closer to himself "I'm sorry." He whispered,

mean to do this to you." He apologized continuously

okay Bryce." She pulled away from his embrace "You're not in the right frame of mind

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