His movements became faster, harder more needful. I exploded with a blissful release and he stilled, he moaned my name and said something I couldn’t understand and he found his own release too. But, he moved once and then twice before he pulled out.
He kissed me once more and brought my pantie from the side. But, before he put it on, he bent down.
“What are you doing?” I asked him.
“I want to get a taste of you… ” He said his voice was deep and smooth.
I didn’t protest, my toes curled as his tongue swept over my cunt. He came up.
“Want to taste us?” He asked me and I nodded.
He smiled a dirty smiled and he leaned in.
I kissed him and tasted the both of us.
When I pulled out of the kiss , his eyes were shimmering with love and admiration. After I was fully dressed, I stepped down from the counter and straightened my dress.
“Thank you for keeping your hands out of my hair”
He didn’t smile.
His face had turned from grinning and stated to alert and grim.
“What?”
“You’re going to sit away from me the entire time and we’re going to pretend that we’re nothing to each other”
“It’s just for a little while”
I tried to touch him but he stepped away from my reach. I withdrew my hand, my fingers felt too heavy.
“I can tell Marcellino planning something. Under no circumstances should you talk to him, you will not be alone in a room with and stay away from all of them. I hate this place, it’s getting to my head. I’ll be watching you, just do as I told you and we’ll be out of here in a few minutes”
He walked farther away from me and he unlocked the door, I thought he was just going to leave but once again, he proved me wrong.
“I love you ” he said and he hugged me, tight. He kissed my forehead and he took one step back. “Don’t forget that I love you. It was your promise to me”
“I’ll always remember ”
He nodded.
“I’ll go first ” he said and he left.
I waited for about five minutes, when I felt it was enough time, I went to the back.
They were really indoors, as Jeandre had said. The entire back of the house had wall of glass, something that had marveled the fuck out of me when I first got here.
They were sitting in an open space that was decorated to look leisurely. I was the last one at the table but… There were two men at the table, one was older and the other one was young. I didn’t recognize them and they were drinking me up lustfully, and grinning.
I quickly looked at Christian, his face was the face of death. He was staring at me and I could almost hear him begging me to run even when his lips were not moving. I stopped walking.
“Jenna, please… Come” my mother beckoned to me.
There was something in me, something thicker than water that made my legs act opposite to my will. It was that bond that a mother and child shared and even though I wanted to leave, I found myself walking to the table and taking the seat that was beside one of the men. The one that was roughly my age.
Christian picked up his knife, in his hands it was a nuclear weapon.
Christian’s wicked smile told me all I needed to know.
CHRISTIAN
immediately went to the table, my eyes fell o. Mr Cooper. I was shocked to the core but years of training myself was the only thing that didn’t make me freeze on the spot. I kept on walking, calmly, yet my mind was on fire and it was calculating and piercing together the entire puzzle.
I saw Mr Cooper’s first son, he was about the same age as Jenna. I saw Elisa’s face, she had been beaten. I saw Regalia, beckoning for me to take the seat behind her, I saw Jeandre, scowling at his sister as if she was a thee year old kid.
I sat and at last, I knew that Mr Cooper and and marcellino’s had struck a deal. Marry Jenna off to Mr Cooper’s son and Mr Cooper would invest in Marcellino’s company.
Of course, there was nothing Mr Cooper would gain except to spite me and Marcellino would gain lots of money. His account balance was not my concern but Jenna, my future wife was being dwindled between these two cock suckers like a goose for sale.
They could play with me all they want, they could use me as an auction item, they could do nasty things to me but, not her, never her.
“Mr Christian.. I heard you’re changing your last name” Mr Cooper said.
It was news to Marcellino and he could not keep the look of shock off his face. His face paled instantly.
“You are, why?” Regalia and Elisa asked me at the same time. Both, looked horrified.
“That’s your way of regretting?” I asked Cooper and his thin lips stretched into a mischievous smile.
“Aren’t you going to ask what I’m doing here?” He asked placing his elbows on the table and leaning in.
“Marcellino has the habit of inviting useless men over to dinner, you’ll be surprised to hear you’re one of the least sensible on the list”
Marcellino at me and I knew the insult had cut deep on Cooper.
I needed to act fast. I turned to Cooper’s son, he had muddy brown hair and that aura that all rich kids had. He leaned in on the chair as if he owned the entire room and he ate slowly. I watched him, I wanted to lean in and strangle him. Marcellino must have put him opposite me for a reason, so that the little distance between us would chew me up.
It was a taunt. I could just reach out and stab him with my knife and Marcellino knew this.
“I see where your eyes are, I know what you’re thinking” Marcellino mumbled.
I turned to him, he was already smiling at me, waiting for me to turn to him.
I heard footsteps, familiar footsteps.. if I were to be dreaming and I heard those footsteps , I would wake up.
Jenna walked in and she was beautiful, in an ethereal way.
Cooper’s son made a sound at the back of his throat and Copper himself made a soft whistle.
She’s carrying my child and they’re eyeing her like a priced turkey.
All hell would break loose, soon.