Don't Play With My Soul

Ethan Junior's POV

"Don't do this. Just, please, sit back in your seat, and lets continue our dinner."

My brother placed a firm grip on my shoulder, stopping me in my path and putting an end to the flaming temper. I had intended to release on that guy.

I went back to my seat, scrapping the chair on the floor as I pulled myself up to the table. My temper slowly decreased as I stabbed my fork into the bed of vegetables in front of me. "Are you okay EJ?" Mom asked.

"I'm good Mom."

Mom had wanted us to have a family dinner ever since the beginning of summer. But everyone always seemed too busy.

Dad was being Dad-- always had something to do. Evan was the same old Evan, CEO of Hollen Tower, and always used that as an excuse to get away from family bonding. Jasmine was busy planning her wedding and being a mom, but tonight my mom had managed to capture us all and drag us to this restaurant for a family dinner.

Zenia quickly walked past our table, and the only other person who was aware of her presence, other than myself, was Evan.

I looked at Jasmine as she fed Evan diced lobster. I shook my head at my brother.

Baby.

I turned around to the direction Zenia had previously walked past and saw the bathrooms ahead. I peeled myself off the chair again; Evan's eyes fell on me.

"What? I'm going to the bathroom."

I walked to the bathroom-- the women's bathroom.

I waited outside the door for her, like a lion waiting to for its prey.

She burst through the door and, unintentionally, walked directly into my arms. I ushered her back into the bathroom.

"EJ, what are you doing?"

I released her but had her cornered against the wall. I took her in. Her tight blue dress instantly made me have cravings for her. I pressed my lips on her neck, which made her quiver as my arms wrapped around her waist, and pulled her onto my chest.

"What are you doing here with him?" I asked in her left ear. She shivered even more.

"I'm.. I'm... having a friendly dinner with him." She let out soft moans between her answer.

"I told you, I don't want you with him."

"You...you can't tell me what to do."

I pushed her back against the wall and stared into her beautiful chocolate brown eyes. My hands on either side of her. She lowered her head, biting the bottom of her lip. "Hey," I said in a whisper as I titled her chin upwards so that she was looking me in the face. "You look beautiful. I just wish you were here with me instead of him."

"EJ, he's my friend, and a really nice guy."

"I don't wanna talk about him."

"Then what do you want to talk about?"

My lips went to hers and my fingers went through her hair. I couldn't stop myself from kissing and wanting her.

Zenia was beautiful in every aspect.

"EJ... Don't... Stop... Please."

"I'm not going to stop, baby."

"I meant to stop it!" She pushed me away from her.

"Look me in the eyes, Zenia, and tell me you don't want me." I knew she was playing with my head to punish me for hurting her.

"EJ... I... I... I..." She fidgeted with her hair and her lips as she looked at me. I turned to leave but her hands quickly reached out for me. "Stop. Where are you going?"

"Back to dinner. You can go back Antoine now."

"EJ, I don't want to hurt you."

"So why is it that you're doing exactly that?"

"I don't know."

"Are you falling for that guy, Zenia?"

"No... Maybe... I don't know."

I heaved a loud sigh, calming myself before I had to go out there and beat him back to England.

Zenia's POV

I found myself stopping him and walking into his arms to comfort him. He was mad. I saw it in his eyes. Mad at the fact that I was slipping away from him and becoming friendly with another guy. I didn't want him to approach Anton and create a scene because of me. I didn't want him hitting Anton.

As I laid against his chest, I closed my eyes and listened his heartbeat. His arms circled around me, and his lips came down to mine.

I responded quickly. He woke up the current in my body, and it washed over me in haste. My fingers went through his hair as I was lifted up and pinned against the wall again. I twitched as his mouth traveled to my neck and his hand went underneath my dress.

I saddled myself in his hold, afraid of slipping out. He must have been reading my mind because his hold on me tightened and became firmer.

"EJ..." I let out as I felt my panties parted to the side and his finger touched my clitoris. He stroked me before inserting his finger into my opening. "Mmmhh," he mumbled.

I pulled his head backwards and claimed his lips. I heard his belt unbuckling as we kissed hungrily.

"EJ, someone... might walk in on us."

"I locked the door."

"Oh shit," I let out as I felt him on me.

"Tell me that you want me," he said seductively in my ear.

Every awakened nerve and cell wanted him. I wanted him inside me and to let him have his own way with me but, instead, I said, "I have to go back to Anton." His arms dropped, and I dropped too, onto my own two feet.

His body language changed and his dark eyes came back. He put himself back into his pants, zipped, and turned around, without another word.

"Are you angry?" I asked, before he walked out the door.

He stopped and turned back at me, causing me to regret asking that question.

"No, Zenia. I'm not mad. I'm very happy, actually, I'm so fucking excited that you're going back to Anton."

It was obvious that he was being sarcastic.

"EJ--"

"You know what Zenia? This is very funny. You're doing the same thing that your sister did to my brother. You're leaving because of another guy who's not shit, but, unlike Evan, I won't take your ass back when he fucks up!" He unlocked and slammed the door on his way out.

I was left in the bathroom alone, thinking about what he had just said.

I straightened my dress and smoothed my hair before going for the door.

"Zen, what are you doing here?" Jasmine asked as I walked past the table.

"Hi sis. Hi everyone," I greeted, as if I was just seeing them for the first time that evening.

"Hi Zenia. Why don't you join us?" Mrs. Hollen offered.

"Oh, ummm, I'm actually..."

"Yes, Zenia, join us. You can sit next to me," EJ said as he pulled out the extra chair beside him.

"I'm on a date," I finished.

All five pairs of eyes were on me while I looked at Anton.

"Have him join us, too," Evan suggested.

Being outnumbered, Anton and I joined their table. I sat down next to EJ and Anton sat across from me.

"I love your accent," Mrs. Hollen directed at Anton as the conversation escalated.

"Thank you, Mrs. Hollen. Zenia, are you hungry again?"

"Nooo," I almost moaned out as I stopped the fidgeting and attempted to pull away EJ's hand from underneath my dress.