The smell of feminine perfume coils around me. Snatching me close, Takashi takes my lips in a near brutal kiss.
Twisting, I fight or at least try to against the onslaught of his cruel mouth.
“Lemme go,” I heave when he finally releases me.
Both our mouths wet, I wipe away his kiss in disgust.
“Never,” A wicked grin slicing his smug ass face.
“Asshole.” Nails curling, I fight the urge to fly at him. I know that’s what he wants. Cruelty licks at every inch of him as he regards me with animosity.
“You knew that already, wife.” Not knowing what has him in this mood, I search his person for signs. His body is pulled taunt. His nose flared like he’s ready for confrontation or more of one.
I thought the game of Go was the start of something promising. I feel silly for letting my guard down. He understands nothing but warfare and hurting people.
“Right.” Disappointment rocks me. Heat rises to my cheeks. When he said he’d be late, I didn’t let that bother me. Hell, it was an improvement from him not coming home at all. Like he did when he first dumped me in this haunted forest. Part of me wishes he had stayed away.
Picking up my iPad again , I return to the story of a young Black girl called by the gods of her people to save them from dragons.
I try to focus my attention on the story and not on my husband who’s ripping off his clothes in his closet. Turning, I swallow when I see him take the chopsticks out of his hair, then shake the samurai knot free.
“Come,” he snaps, standing naked in the door leading to the bath.
“Get one or all the concubines entertaining you tonight to do it, Takashi.” Letting boredom drench my tone, I try my best to ignore him, his beautiful naked body and his big swinging dick.
“It would make my life a hell of a lot easier if I did.” I’m not prepared for his wrathful reply.
My head snaps up. “Wow. So denying one woman of her choices is not enough for the great Takeda? You have to have a harem of them.” Sarcasm drips from every word. Adding a humorless chuckle, I turn back to my story. “Because you know they don’t like y’all asses for real, they have bills to pay.”
Seconds later the device is ripped from my hands. Tugging me to my feet, he pulls me behind him.
“You’re high as fuck.” Accusing to the board back forcing me to follow, I pull back with all my might but he ignores me like I’m a bothersome gnat.
“Yeah, it was good shit. All the way from South Africa. I would’ve brought you some because I know you like to touch a little grass, but I don’t want to fuck up the baby.” He chuckles at my gasp.
“Fucking asshole.” Gritting I tug my hand away hard, stumbling back.
“Try something new.” Catching my waist, he holds me steady.
“Fucker,” I hiss.
“Better,” he kisses my forehead. “Get my bath ready, wife.”
Stepping over to the shower unbothered, he steps in. He always showers first, then soaks afterward in the deep cedar tub.
Turning the knobs, I do my best to keep my eyes on the water pouring from the spigots and not look at my husband, who’s been doing goodness knows what in whatever geisha house he ended up in tonight.
No sooner than the water fill the deep tub does he step in.
“You know better, Bri-chan,” shooting me a glare, he grumbles before closing his eyes, allowing his head to rest on the curve of the tub.
“What are you talking about now?” My eyes hurt from unshed tears of frustration. I get mad thinking I’m about to cry.
“Thinking I would ever betray you in such a manner.” His gaze is hard as he regards me.
“You reek.” Wrapping my arms around my waist, so I won’t drown his ass, I don’t hide my anger and hurt.
“There are places that allow for a certain type of business to be done that we cannot allow at Takeda. This meeting was one.”Reaching out, his wet finger snags and curls around mine. “I’d rather have been here playing Go, with you.”
