As they sat around the big table that consisted of Mr. Enzo, Devine, Rita, Samantha, Invano, and Nuella, the loud chattering of Rita and Mr. Enzo’s voices dominated the sides of their table as they talked about how they met and fun activities they did together in the past, that has strengthened their relationship.
Admits the loud chattering of Rita and the subsequent boost of becoming a husband that her father made, Devine’s gaze against Nuella’s skin was still as piercing as it had been and it suddenly felt like there was no voice around. Just Nuella and Devine in their wild thoughts, together.
The party was soon over and as expected Mr Enzo and Rita were about to leave for their honeymoon.
“I am going to miss you.” Samantha made a point, hugging her Dad tightly.
Mr. Enzo ran a hand around her hair and smiled.
“I am going to miss you as much. Hang on, your new mum and I would not spend much time before we return to you all, okay?”
Samantha nodded with a smile, and Nutella also felt a subconscious tug of a smile against her lips as her father’s statement melted through her, sending a surge of happiness to her. She could feel the happiness in her father’s eyes and she loved that he was finally getting married to experience the love that he desired.
As Samantha and her father had a few chats to catch up on, Nuella watched the intimacy her father had with Samantha. It was a thing to be jealous of, but she never dared to.
It was pretty understandable if her father loved Samantha more than he loved her. Her mother had died while giving birth to her. She believed she stole a considerable amount of happiness from her father’s life and she hated that she was the cause of her mother’s death,
“I will miss you.” Rita smiled cupping Nuella’s cheeks into her right palm.
Nuella blinked back from her state of trance.
“I will miss you as much.” She replied with a smile that matched Rita’s enchanting smile.
While she was beading them a fair well, her phone made a gentle vibration against her hand and she checked the notification that sent a shiver across her spine.
“Isn’t it insane that you are FUCKING your father’s friend?”
Her mind jolted and the grip on her phone loosened slightly. For the first time today, she tilted her head gently to catch a glimpse of Devine.
She could have sworn that he was writing her this message to write his wrong, but he didn’t look it at all.
He just leaned over the wall, with his arm crossed beneath his chest, looking at her father. His gaze was unfazed, but the happiness shined bright in his eyes as much as the pain of not having Nuella in his arms reflected in those same eyes.
“Excuse me,” she whispered, taking the root that led to the existing doors
Devine’s eyes followed her retreating figure immediately, and something in his gut pinched.
She had walked out with a look he could read even if he was blind. She was scared and worried.
He dropped the glass of cup that his right hand held, on the table and zoomed off without the notice of anyone.
“WHO ARE YOU?” Nuella wrote back with quivering hands and the stalker sent a smiling emoji.
“YOUR GREATEST NIGHTMARE.” He texted back and her knees bucked hard at the weight of fear that the message sent surging into her.
She had earlier assumed that it was Devine’s doing, probably to get at her for not picking up his call, but, Devine would never blackmail her.
He was a coward, yes! He was one to leave after watching her rub her clit to orgasm, Yes! He was a man who didn’t believe in love, Yes! But, he was never a man to mess with her mental health. Even though she didn’t want to believe any other thing about him she knew that he would protect her mentally and Physically.
She had caught one of his men taking photos of her and she knew it was Devine who asked him to watch over her. But……
“WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?” She asked again, clearly unsure of what to do.
“ONE MORE WRONG QUESTION AND I WILL HAVE THIS SENT TO YOUR FATHER.”
A picture of her and Devine at her nursing school compound followed, and her heart jumped, her pulse thundering against her ear.
Her hands shook and she struggled to give a reply, but her quivering hands could not do a great job.
“MEET ME AT THIS LOCATION.” His command could be detected clearly from the message and that left Nuella staring at the message with a heavy thundering pulse.
She had a lot to lose. It’s not about Devine, it was about her dream. The nursing school campus. Her doctor’s life, then her illicit act with him. Everything was a ‘mess’ and they were the last thing she wanted to be draped in. Nuella hurried into her room, grabbed a key, and walked closer to the car park. Her body shook and trembled as she rushed her steps, scared to not get caught.
“And where are you headed to?” The familiar voice of Devine invaded her ear and her quivering self looked up to get a glimpse of him. He was leaning over her car, with his arms crossed and his gaze, unfazed.
Her legs froze, not for the fear of being caught. There was a gentle invasion of warmth that prickled through her skin as she took in the sight of him. Black suit, black inner button down that had two to three-losed buttons. A hair that was flipped backward and an aura that declared dominance.
She didn’t even think of the stalker again, all she thought of was the sight of Devine erasing his previous mistake from her head. She swallowed it, letting her eyes hover around the rigidness of his body that his suit concealed, She didn’t even realize how much she had missed him until now.
Nuella straightened up. Snapping the thoughts away. You should not think of him. She scolded herself mentally, braising herself like she didn’t spend a minute admiring him.
“Where I am going should not bother you.”
Still leaning on her car, his eyes moved around her body, and heck! She was just his favorite meal. He could sense that she was trying to cover up for something. He knew her very well. The look in her eyes was not of the worry and fear that they held before.
“Because I am your father’s friend.” His reply was very much stupid but yet iconic.
Nuella stared unbelievably at him and then let out a soft scoff.
“Well, My father’s Friend’s opinion does not matter in my life so step aside.”
Devine’s nose flared and his fist tightened. His unfazed demeanor cracked at her feistiness. He could see clearly that she was trying to fight herself from staying attracted to him and he hated how much she was trying.
He took a step away from her car, paving away from her, as she had requested.
Nuella was almost too shocked that he gave up easily. Devine has never been a man to give up. He pressed further and she loved that about him, but she concluded that he might have realized that he had no place in her life, like he said the other day.
Nuella took a step closer to open the door but before she could act, Devine had grabbed her wrist swirled her around, and pressed her back against the car, holding her wrists with his left hand and pinning them to the car.
“Oh my…” Nuella’s words trailed off and her breath quickened as Devine’s face hovered an inch away from hers.
Her pussy pinched as his strong cologne dominated the walls of her nostril like the way his hand dominated hers.
“What… what are you doing?” She asked, but not in the tone she desired. Her voice came out so shaky, low, and needy.
An invisible smile tugged at the corner of Devine’s lips as his eyes accessed her face.
He could feel the rise and fall of her chest underneath his, so he leaned into her.
“You didn’t think I would let you go, did you?”
“Why?” Nuella inquired in a snap, yet her voice didn’t make it to a stage that could be called fierce.
Devine’s dominating eyes ran around her face, from her left eye to her right eye, then to her lips.
“Because you are mine.” He whispered dominatingly, brushing his finger against her soft cheeks and watching closely as she shuddered involuntarily from his touch.
“All Mine.”