Liam
I walked back in to find the bitch holding my prized most possession, more valuable to me than the riches I had. I scowled and lunged of her, I grabbed her shoulder hard, she whimpered but I didn’t care. No one ever touches that picture.
“How dare you” I roared and she cowered angering me the more. I let go of her shoulder and stared at my hands. When did I become so cruel? I stared at the photo on the floor and my anger started building.
“I am sorry” she muttered and I stared at her incredulous.
“You are sorry?” I echoed and she nodded. I bark out a laugh and snatched up the picture. “Don’t ever snoop in my belongings. Do you hear me? You want cars, houses, money, I can give you that without blinking but don’t ever poke your nose in my stuff” I growled. I expected to cower as she always does but she stared at me strangely.
“Who is she?” She asked and I stared at her surprised. When did she have the nerve to ask a question and why does she sound jealous?
“It’s none of your business” I retorted skirting past and crashed into the chair. “Get out” I said and she shook her head. I raised a brow surprised? Was she refusing an order from me?
“I want to stay with you in bed as your wife” she whispered shyly and I stared at her confusion. Why was she sounding jealous?
“Want me to fuck you?” I asked and she shook her head frantically and I smirked. Did she think I would sleep beside her without doing anything. I am not that nice at least not anymore, not before Janice died. She moved a step forward and sat on the bed.
“I know you are hurt” she said and I turned to look at her, hard. No one has ever told that well except for Janice. She scooted closer till she was across, facing me.
“I…. I.. I am sorry. You had to go through all this.” She said and smiled nervously at me. I scowled.
“Why are you afraid of sex?” I asked the one thing on my mind and she gulped.
“Huh?” She asked and bit her lower lip, something I noticed she did when she was nervous.
“Why are you afraid of sex” I repeated harshly this time. “Not like you don’t enjoy it. Don’t you” I stood, walked closer and grabbed her face.
“You are rough, it scares me” she accused and I grinned.
“It’s not my fault sweetie” I said and bit her earlobe I noticed she shivered at my touch. “You’ve got the body of a goddess. And I am a human with cravings” I bit her neck and she moaned and covered it with a cough. Oh was she pretending all this while so she liked it.
I moved away and turned to the stack of papers on the desk. My phone pinged and I sighed, mom as usual reminding me of that crazy party. I hated socializing and my mother seemed to love the idea of me meeting people. I opened a shelve and brought out a cigar. I hated it when too much thoughts invaded my head and I have been doing a lot of thinking lately. First was this Alice, she was something else I don’t know why I can’t seem to control my body around here she must be a witch or something no one has ever made me like this, only Janice! And she was dead. I scowled and lit the cigar, inhaling then let out the smoke. Alice frowned, but I didn’t care, I was way past worrying about what anyone thought about me.
“Do you want something to eat, you haven’t eaten” she asked and I glared at her.
“I am not hungry” I snapped but she ignored me and walked out. ‘Good leave me alone’ I mused and tapped out the last of the cigar. The door opened again and Alice walked in with a tray of pepperoni pizza and I stared at her surprised.
“I didn’t ask you to bring me….
“I know Liam” she interrupted and I stared at her again. Since when did she get familiar enough to call me by my name and I kind of liked it, I must be going crazy. I hated it when my body responds differently than my head it makes me angry and I was getting angrier and frustrated by the minute. Why does she have this effect on me Janice was the only one supposed to affect me this way.
“Go away” I growled, hating what was building in me. “Get out” I snapped expecting her to run but instead she stared at me in a different kind of way like she was no longer scared of me. Like she knew I wasn’t a total asshole, which I was. She stared at me with longing, with passion, with need then she did something I never expected
She let her robes fall to the floor
“I am ready now” she said and moved closer.