~Zion’s POV~
Fuck!
When exactly did all of these folks arrive, considering the time of day? Wait, is that my cousin?
“Javier?” I went over there to give him a hug. This man and I haven’t crossed paths in a very long time. I gave him a bear hug and took his hand so that we could catch up with one other.
“Hey, that hand was just holding your wife’s, Ummm, you know, you know what I mean.”
“Cut it, Javier! How are things in New York? Oh my goodness, even after all this time, you haven’t lost any of your good looks. “Aaah, the ladies won’t be looking at me anymore; from now on, all eyes will be on you, bro!”
“Ah, shut it.” We ventured out into the fresh air, Javier and I. The bastard is still as handsome as I can remember. And despite the fact that I recall him being haughty, damn, he’s aging in such a lovely way. Lord help me. My appearance will suffer if other people see me out in public with this man, so I must avoid doing so. I won’t make anyone go weak in the knees. With this bastard by my side, no one will drool over me.
“So you married, huh?”
“Yea, I’m a married man.”
“Finally…” I heard someone refer to my wife as a bitch just as Javier was about to continue talking. This time, it was not Kelly who was responsible; rather, it was a man. Hell! No one, I repeat, no one ever refers to my wife in that way. Before I could return inside, however, my grandma slapped Jonathan Martins. I am going to guess that he was the one who referred to my wife as a whore. It makes no difference; that is not anything that my wife would ever refer to. I came charging at him. I struck him hard and with a resounding bang!, and I watched as both of his jaws flew out of his mouth. Nobody in their right mind would ever refer to my wife in that manner. No one. This man has just awakened the demon that lies dormant within me. I kicked him so hard that everyone in the room let out an audible gasp. Javier grasped my hand.
“Old Mr. Archer, is this how your grandson behaves? Look how he chiseled my son!”
“And if you don’t remain quiet, I’ll chisel you myself for not teaching your children how to behave appropriately. ” First, your son entered here ranting. In front of me, he is currently using the slur “bitch” to refer to my granddaughter. To begin, Zion never had any interest in your daughter in the first place. I have been the one forcing him to marry her. Second, I would like to mention that I am the one who bought and presented the ring that your daughter is currently donning. So, young lady, because I did all of those things without him, do you consider me your fiancé? You have no manners. It is not surprising at all that my grandson has not shown any interest in you. You appear aristocratic, but you are identical to the street-card-playing women. You have to realize that the woman you are calling a whore is incomparably superior to you in every way. I mean, she has the man, but you do not have the man at your disposal. Right, Andrew, take off the ring that’s currently on her finger and toss it in the trash can. I bought it after all. ”
Kelly Martins’s face turned an angry shade of red. It was impossible for me not to notice how self-conscious she was, and I gave thanks to God that I wouldn’t have to interact with another person like her ever again.
“Why did we even bother coming here if we’re going to be treated with such contempt? First of all, you came here kissing your mistress in front of us while your wife watched. I couldn’t give a rat’s behind about who bought the ring. Fuck off. What matters is that both families agreed to this. You must not fucking try to outsmart us. Who exactly is this piece of trash? Is she more sophisticated than my eldest daughter in any way? From which well-known family does she hail? She has no name for herself. ”
“Oh hell, she does have a name, and she does have a family. We are her family, and she is everything that your daughter is not. She is our treasure, although your daughter is not. Now get out of my house! ” Grandma remarked as she motioned for them to follow her toward the front entrance. The Martins departed without further comment. I ran to my wife and stopped her from getting ready to go to our room. But grandma stopped me.
“From today onwards, Lady Maya will be sleeping with me. You will sleep with your grandfather.”
“What?” But when I look at Grandma, I see that she left no space for debate. On the other hand, an idea struck me at that moment. You probably remember this from when you were in high school and used to sneak out of the house to meet your sweetheart whenever you could. Yea that, she doesn’t want me to have sex with my wife. Well, grandma, I will be having sex right under your nose. I couldn’t help but laugh at myself when I considered that possibility. Well, that kind of sex is very sweet because you will be sneaking out and be quick because you’ll be scared to get caught. The odor of sex will permeate every nook and cranny of this home. Because of Grandma, I have been transported back in time to my senior year of high school. After giving my lower lips a quick lick, I positioned Lady Maya on the ground.
“I know that look,” Javier said as he laughed. He knows me very well. He came to me and whispered, “I will put cameras in every corner of the house.”
“Don’t even try me.” We both laughed.
Grandma, I promise you I will fuck my wife three times a day, just like breakfast, lunch, and dinner. It’s a promise. I chuckled at my filthy thoughts.