The steady throb between my legs came from his hand trailing dangerously close. Right in front of everyone, he had no shame. My breath hitched soon as his fingers parted my pussy lips. He rubbed my clit as I sucked in air, his air, he was intoxicating, toxic in every sense.
He circled my clit with his calloused thumb, then smoothly inserted two fingers inside of me.
“Look at you, saying he’s your everything…you’re not fighting for him. Your wet as fuck and it ain’t just the piss that leaked up out of you.” He grunted as he slid his fingers in and out of my center. He stopped at my mound then gave it a light tap before pulling his hand away.
Grand licked my essence off his fingers, my mouth fell open in shock at his open boldness and arrogancy.
“In due time, I’ll have it. You’ll give it to me willingly.” He chuckled.
“Tell me what I want to hear and know.” He said lowly but firm enough to let me know that he meant business.
“I’ll watch my mouth.” I shuttered, chilled to my bones, yet turned on, hot, and flustered.
“I know you will.” He winked.
He lowered me down to my feet then fixed my dress. Grand eyes traveled from my breasts down to my fucked-up feet with a blank look.
“Tell me, how does it feel saying that a man like the one behind you is your everything. Do you know that saying a personis your everything means with them you feel whole? That the person is the core of your happiness, peace, and stability? They come before anyone or anything else, even yourself at times. Saying that to me means you’re saying that this half of a man is your destiny.” He chuckled out in disbelief.
“Darius was there for me?—”
“I don’t give a fuck. I’m your destiny!” His voice boomed for all to hear.
“Come drop him in her piss, he’s got some confessions to make before I do what needs to be done.” He stepped back and motioned for me to move out of the way. I watched him roll his silk sleeves up, old burnt marks mixed with new decorated his arm along with his tattoos.
“Please, I’ll do whatever?—”
“I know your dumb ass will. You’ll sacrifice, degrade and do whatever it takes to save his life. It won’t work because you are already mine. I don’t mind you hating me either. Eventually the hate will turn into understanding, understanding will then turn into admiration…next infatuation then so on.” He chuckled.
Oh, he’s full of himself!
“I won’t repeat myself again. Step next to me and face him as he tastes your piss. He’s got some confessions to make; this will force you to digest the words you just said about him being your everything. It’ll be the first and last time you attempt to embarrass me in front of my men.” He scoffed out.
I swallowed down, felt my shoulders drop in defeat. Like a child in trouble, I bowed my head and stepped to the side of him. His cologne caressed my nose as I took shallow breaths. His men moved quick, they dropped Darius like a bag of trash. The side of his face landed right in my pee; he groaned out in pain. He didn’t try to lift his head and move it from resting in piss, the look he gave seemed like the cold fluid comforted him in a sick way.
“Talk, Darius.”
I jumped suddenly hearing Grand’s voice so close to me. His voice held the kind of power that made you want to cower away.
“M-Mira…I love you so much?—”
“Confessions! Speak your confessions, fuck the love.” Grand spat.
“I never was faithful to you.” Darius spoke clearer and I wished his words came out strained and unclear.
I wished he hadn’t said that and the wordnevermade my insides feel tight. I thought he couldn’t hurt me beyond his confession days ago about having a baby on the way.
“I—I had you paying rent when you never had to.” He mumbled out.
“What does that mean.” I uttered out, already feeling on edge.
“Tylaniah and I was in an open marriage when I met you?—”
“Marriage?!” My voice elevated as I stepped forward by one inch.
“She owns the building we live in; the money you pay for rent goes to a trust fund for our kids.” He coughed violently.
Our kids…
