Chapter 10
Iam
“What are you thinking about, boss?” Astrid asks as she tries to throw her arm around me.
My wife’s pussy.
“Nothing,” I respond. She didn’t hear me because she’s still trying to figure out how I moved so fast.
I don’t completely shut her down since she’s good for the media. It keeps them guessing if we’re a couple, but we never have and never will be. She likes the attention and I’m guessing if she could confirm our status or tell them some of my secrets, she’d be a shoe in for her reality television show. Good luck to her. She’ll never know my secrets, nor will she ever see my dick.
My mind goes back to my wife. Imade her laugh earlier and it was rewarding to see her eyes light up with mirth at something I said. She’s relaxed around me and hasn’t realized that she comes to me now. Our other dates were successful although she’s still bummed about no sex. It can happen soon because I’m beginning to feel her love.
“Are you sure? You look deep in thought. I can help you.”
Oh right, she’s still here. Like a gnat.
I stare at her a bit as I consider sending her away to...I don’t know, her death, then just create the illusion of an assistant who won’t get on my nerves because it’s me. I nod as she speaks pretending to listen as I mull over my plan. I could kill her, create a new assistant, and cry publicly about her disappearance. I smile at a more amusing thought. I’d offer an award on a lead for her whereabouts.
“I believe that’s the first time you’ve smiled at me, Iam.”
“Hmm? Oh, right.”
I stand considering how she should die.
Iam? What are you doing?
Of course, that’d be the question Sigyn asks me when I’m up to no good. Then the memory of me almost leaving my existence to never see her again hits me. This is a second chance. I’m supposed to behave, and I vowed to do it for her.
Nothing. Question. How do mortals get other mortals that can’t take a hint to leave them the fuck alone without killing them?
Oh, my goodness. You’ve been here a century and haven’t figured out how to tell a woman you’re not interested?
She means it lightly, but I can feel the jealousy.
No. Not willing is an option.
Oh, wow. Just say I’m not interested. If it’s a repeat offender, tell them to leave you alone although it didn’t work for me…
Very funny. I’m a god and your spouse. It wasn’t going to work. Stop rolling your eyes. I can feel it. I have to go.
Astrid is smiling again thinking I’m smiling at her. “I tried to think of a nice way to say it. I got nothing. Fuck off, Astrid.”
She scoffs. It wasn’t as effective as I wanted. She just gave me that wink that tells me she likes hard to get bad boys. Maybe I should just kill her. Tonight, we are in New York. It’s a private event for some super rich fucker. He’s annoying and thinks everyone should respect him not knowing how much more powerful I am than him. But I black-haired Iam right now and not Loki so I’ll let him make it.
I look damn good in all black. I take a mental picture of myself and put it in Sigyn’s head.
Oh, don’t tease me like that if you’re not giving up any dick.
Keep talking to me like that and you won’t ever notice I find it fun giving you the opposite of what you ask.
Ugh...Imma go pray about it.
I laugh harder than I need to which is weird in a seemingly quiet space.
“I bet that nut is cracking and his tricks aren’t all that impressive,” I hear one of the men whisper to his wife.
This shit is rudimentary compared to what I can really do. Sucks for him though, I just gave him erectile dysfunction. Good luck keeping that arm candy now. It’s temporary. I’ll allow his dick to get full functioning at the most inopportune time. How’s that for impressive?
