Brent’s bike sped along the busy main road, speeding so fast that one would think it failed brakes. His anger escalated each second he thought about Tiffany being with Roman.
If Tiffany’s absence with Roman was driving him crazy, he couldn’t imagine seeing her close with another man, especially Roman. He could have any girl he wants, just by winking his eyes.
It wasn’t so long before he drove into Roman’s estate, his tires screeched with a loud sound and he halted. He removed his helmet and went to ring the doorbell.
Not long after, the door was pulled open from inside, revealing Tiffany’s face and figure, which was draped in a creamy towel that stopped above her knees.
Her hair dripped with water, indicating she just showered. She frowned upon seeing Brent’s face and slammed the door, just before he could say a thing.
Brent boiled with anger as he stood there, waiting for the door to be unlocked. Just then, the door was opened, but not Tiffany’s face, it was Roman, he smiled upon seeing Brent.
Brent seized him up, he was dressed in shorts, his upper body exposed as there was no cloth on it, revealing his chiseled body and sturdy chest. His hair was also dripping with water.
‘Did they just bathe together?’ Brent frowned, his gaze darkening.
“Dude? Are you just gonna stand there? Come in already.” He backed away from the door, giving Brent more space to come in.
The latter didn’t even bulge or make a move, he glared at Roman. “What’s going on between the both of you? Why are you just showering?” He asked, not minding the coldness in his voice.
Roman frowned, slightly surprised, at what Brent was thinking. “Jeez, don’t tell me you’re thinking that I already slept with her?”
Brent glanced at him for a while and looked away, he could have punched Roman, but that was going to make taking Tiffany home a bit difficult. So therefore, he slipped his hands into his pocket.
“Tell Tiffany to get dressed, I’m taking her home.” Brent said, looking at Roman who just nodded but didn’t make any move.
“What part did you not get?”
“I’m not coming with you, Brent, go enjoy yourself.” Tiffany yelled, from inside the house, making sure Brent heard her.
“Cut that crap Tiffany and come with me, we still need to talk.”
“We don’t have anything to talk about z so whatever you want I don’t care, not anymore.”
Brent paused and glanced at Roman, who looked confused.
“Fine! I will do whatever I want, and I will start by calling your parents. What would they think, if I told them, tha their innocent daughter showered at a man’s house and wants to stay the night there?”
“Brent! You won’t dare to involve my parents in this!”
“Oops, I’m calling them already, too late.”
“Why are you doing this?” Roman suddenly asked.
“I’m protecting her. Whenever her parents are back, she can do whatever she wants, even if it means, sucking your horny dick head. You’ll die for that, won’t you?” Brent grinned teasingly and patted Roman’s shoulder.
“Get her to dress up quickly and come with me, I’m calling her parents again, they didn’t take the first call. Let me call her dad first.” He hummed, scrolling through his phone.
Before Brent could dial the number, Tiffany was standing at the door, all dressed, with her small bag hanging across her shoulder. She glared at Brent with hatred and disdain.
“I’m here already, no need to call my parents.”
“Good girl, let’s get going.”
Tiffany glanced at Roman, an apologetic look on her face. “I’m sorry Rome, I’ll make it up to you next time.”
Roman smiled softly, “It’s fine. Get going, it’s getting late already-” Before he could say another word, Tiffany pulled him into a hug.
Brent frowned, as he felt his heart twist in anger or Jealousy, he clenched his fists as all he wanted to do was go right there and separate the both of them.
Thankfully, they backed away with Tiffany waving goodbye to him as soon as she hopped onto the bike.
“This is just very simple, but you’re making it complicated….. I can stay with Roman, while you do whatever you want to do with any girl of your choice.” Tiffany murmured behind his ears, as he drove along the road.
“What if the girl of my choice is you?”
Tiffany paused, “You’re kidding, not after what I saw today.”
“You saw nothing.”
“Yeah, I saw nothing, apart from the pleasure in your faces.”
“One more word and I’ll pulled over and fuck you inside these woods.” his huskily voice rang Inside her head.
“…” she choked on her own saliva as she couldn’t say anymore words, she knew Brent could do just exactly as he said.
Brent chuckled, and increased the speed as they drove home.