Olivia
It’d been three weeks.
Three weeks since I ended my relationship with Javier.
Three weeks since I found out about Karen’s affair with John.
And three weeks since I started my relationship with Blake aka my uncle.
I spent most of my time with him. Blake demanded me to. Not even my parents could stop him.
Blake was a man who would never take a no for an answer. Never said no to Blake Morgan. I never spoke of it but the second he brought me home three weeks ago, I felt like he had shown Cindy and my dad that he owned their daughter. None of them would speak of it and based on what I had experienced so far until today, my parents didn’t show any disapproval of my relationship with my uncle.
Today was another usual day.
Blake picked me up from school. Keeping me in his office, practically making Carol jealous of me.
That was Blake’s intention.
Not just for having me beside him, within his eye-sight, but also for Carol to see that he was not interested. He thought by having me with him, I was protecting him. All Carol knew, I just broke up with Javier and Blake was there to keep me company. He told me before that he fired her ass but her father visited him the next day with Carol beside him and at that time, I was with him.
Blake was lucky enough for having John with him or else Carol’s father would walk in finding us in the middle of our steamy session.
Her father-Dean tried to convince Blake that his daughter could do better. We didn’t need an expert to do this, even I could see his nasty intention. He was still trying to set up Carol with Blake. And along with his attempt to convince Blake, Carol’s eyes were on me all the time. Like she saw me as her enemy, her biggest one. She had every reason to hate me but she had no idea that she was looking right at Blake’s lovers.
Blake had refused before to hired her as his intern again but my kind heart won over. I told him to accept her back. Although I was not going to like it having her within Blake’s space, Carol still needed it for her university’s project.
I was surprised when I learned Carol was older than me. She was twenty-one, three years older than me, but she acted like a child more than me.
In the end, Blake accepted her back and as far as I knew, Carol never did anything sneaky on him again. Maybe because I was there and she had learned her lesson to not messing around with Blake.
He told me everything.
The way she tried to seduce him. It disgusted and pissed me off.
I admitted it; I was jealous. No one touched Blake beside me. He was mine.
Wow. I groaned softly, thinking of how much I became uncontrollable since we became lovers.
This was not healthy. Feeling possessive over him. Well, Blake was possessive about me and it was a pain in my ass. And now I experienced how Blake had to handle himself when there was a guy around me.
Maybe this was my karma because I was messing around with Blake by becoming Javier’s girlfriend. I had to accept the consequences of having Carol around him.
While I was thinking, the bathroom door was opened, revealing Blake with his white towel around his torso. His hair was still wet. He directed his body towards me, showing his well-built naked body as I gasped silently. His piercing blue eyes were directed to me. And the side of his lips lifted. “Like what you see?” he smirked.
I scoffed. Shaking my head. He was doing that on purpose. “You already know that I like it.” And he responded by chuckling lowly.
He walked towards me who was still sitting on his bed. Leaning forward and kissed me. I welcomed it in an instant. Reminding myself of how much I loved his kisses. He could be sweet and gentle. But mostly hard and rough. Demanding. Claiming at the same time.
Through his mouth, he was marking his territory. He already owned me, but he always thought he had to do it over and over. The last time he did it, he placed a million hickeys all over my body knowing the next day I had a swimming lesson at school. As the result, I had to skip it saying I was on my period where Karen laughed out hard on me. I sulked almost a whole day to him and Blake apologized in the end.
“You taste so sweet, baby.” He pulled a bit. “And tempting at the same time,” he added.
I smiled. “You taste like a mint.”
“That’s because I just brushed my teeth.”
“That figures.”
None of us moved. Blake stayed like that. I kept sitting on the bed. Until his eyes found me as we were staring at each other. I knew what’s coming. “Don’t go out tonight.” See? As I suspected.
“I have to.”
“Why the hell you have to open a haunted house in the middle of the night?” he asked annoyingly.
“Because tonight is Halloween,” I replied innocently.
“You’re scared of them.”
“I’m just going to handle the registration. I’m not going to enter.” Blake was not convinced; I could see it. But it was just a school event. I didn’t know why but my classmates had this idea out of nowhere to open a haunted house in the middle of the night. Not all the students were allowed and unlucky enough for me, my class got permission first.
“I fucking hate the idea.”
“I’ll go straight home right after.”
He glared at me. “I’ll pick you up,” he stated, leaving me no room to argue, and he pulled himself further away from me.
“I have to go home, Blake.”
“Tomorrow is Saturday. You can stay over.” He went to his closet right after.
“I don’t bring any extra clothes!” I shouted. This was Blake always did the best, or the worst. Always made a sudden plan. Like this. We didn’t talk about anything that I would stay over tonight. He only knew that I had a school event.
He stepped out of his closet, already wearing his dark blue shirts and sweatpants. “You can wear mine.”
I sighed in defeat. “You’re being unreasonable again.”
“I am being reasonable. And I don’t mind about you wearing my clothes.”
“What am I going to say tomorrow when you brought me home?”
Blake chuckled. “Come on, little girl. Your parents already know what we’re doing. There’s no point in hiding it.” I glared at him. He said that so easily like it didn’t bother him at all. I knew my parents were very supportive of us but still… “Take a shower, Liv. I’ll take you to school,” he said and exited his bedroom, and once again, leaving me no space for argument. So typical of him.
In the end, I took a shower, wearing my change of clothes that I already brought from home, long sleeves white shirt, black jeans, and a gray sweater. I went downstairs and found him in the family room with his phone. “Just let them know, John.” Another work? I hoped it was work and not asking John to watch over me. He wouldn’t be focusing on me; Karen would be his main target.
I went to the kitchen, grabbing a glass, and filled it with water. I drank it and at the same time, Blake ended the call. I saw him stood up and turned over to me. “You’re ready?” I finished my water and nodded my head.
We walked out of the house together and entered his Aston Martin. Blake drove immediately to my school.
It was already nine in the evening. The event would start at ten but I had to prepare something before we opened. The last time I did this was with Blake in the haunted maze house two years ago. The place where I had a panic attack with a scary clown as my inner demon. I was grateful because Blake came back and saved me.
This time, the haunted house was the real one. Lots of ghosts would be stationed inside. Some of my classmates would put on some costumes and scared the customers. I was not good at doing that job so Karen asked me to handle the registration instead with her as well.
We reached the school where I turned to Blake who didn’t speak along the way. Bad habit of him when he was sulking. Giving me the silent treatment like a child. “Thanks for the ride.”
He finally turned. “What time will you finish?”
“Around twelve.”
“I’ll pick you up again.”
“I can go home by myself, Blake.”
“The fuck?” He raised his eyebrows, looking so offended. “I will not fucking let that happen. You will be coming home around midnight, little lady. I will not let you go home alone. Just call me when you’re finished, will you?”
“Okay, Blake. Calm down.” I thought I should just obey him. Didn’t want to poke the devil even further.
His eyes softened when he saw me giving up. “Come here,” he gestured his hand. I knew what I would be getting as I obeyed him. Taking off the seatbelt and went closer to him as he gave me a soft kiss. Through his mouth, I could feel him relax a bit. He needed this.
“I’ll be fine, Blake,” I said, trying to assure him while rubbing his cheek. We locked eyes and he gave me another kiss.
“Don’t cheat on me with the ghosts,” he playfully said causing me to giggle and slapped his shoulder. He wrapped his hand around my hips, pulling me even closer, and landed his lips on me again. Kissing me hard. Pushing his tongue inside. He doesn’t want to let me go that bad, huh?
“I’m going to be late,” I reasoned through his unstoppable kisses. He didn’t stop. “Blake.” Again, nothing. “Come on, let go.” He groaned while pulling himself away from me. I could see his control almost snapped but he had to endure it.
“Fine. But I will make love to you again tonight.”
“Hm. How are you going to do it?”
“It depends on you.”
“How so?”
“Whether you pissed me off or not. But I know you will try to provoke me because I know how you love it when I fuck you so hard. Making you come over and over until you pee all over my bed.”
“Okay, I have to go now.” I had to, or Blake would practically have me right now, in his car. “See you in two hours,” I parted.
“Call me.”
“I will.” I jumped out of his car, heading to the indoor basketball court where Karen was waiting for me.
“Hey, babe!” she greeted me first as I waved my hand. “Blake drove you here?”
“Yes. You’re ready?”
“Absolutely.”
We positioned ourselves near the door after having a little brief of what we would be doing. Now we’re waiting for the customers to stroll in and I hoped…
Nothing wrong would occur.