Chapter 2
Connor Hughes POV
"Get on your knees and use your fucking mouth, bitch! That's what I'm paying you for," I snapped at the bitch I had picked up from the club earlier to satisfy me on the bed.
"You're so huge down there," she licked her lip seductively as she got on her knees and played with my dick, and fuck! It felt so good. Her warm hand wrapped around my slightly erect dick, playing with it while stroking it slowly.
"Yeah... Just like that... Yes, just like that," I groaned as I threw my head back and shut my eyes, taking all the pleasure in. My heart skipped and another tight groan forced its way out of my lips when I felt her lips curve around my shaft, and slowly, she took my length into her mouth until she was almost swallowing everything and it felt like... Fuck it! It felt so good.
"Shit!" I cursed and bit my lip when she started moving up and down it slowly, spitting on it, twirling her tongue around the shaft, and kissing it like her life depended on it. I've been with several women lately, but nobody has been able to make me feel this way.
I grabbed her hair in my hand and fucked her mouth fast and deep, making sure I pushed my whole length into her mouth until she was gagging. Well, I didn't stop even though she was choking because I fucking paid her for this, so what's the use if she can't even satisfy my needs?
"Ugh!" I groaned and tightened my fingers around her hair when I felt my cum building up, going extremely fast this time and she kept gagging.
"Fuck it!" I groaned as I pushed hard into her mouth and emptied my sperm down her throat. I pulled out of her and ran my fingers through my hair.
"What the fuck are you doing, bitch? Get your ass here and do your job," I snarled at her as I watched her seated on the ground trying to catch her breath.
"Fuck! You're so crazy," she stated as she managed to stand up to her feet, but I could tell that even she enjoyed every bit of it.
"Turn around and shoot your ass for me," I said to her as I walked over to my nightstand and pulled out the drawer. I got a pack of condoms from there, tore one out of it, and threw it at her.
"Do your job," I said to her after I threw the rest on the nightstand. I watched as she carefully tore the sachet of the condom, her face brightened with excitement as though she had been waiting for this all her life.
She walked over to me, her boobs which were standing firmly, shook slightly as she walked up to me. She had a beautiful body, but not perfect. I mean, good enough to turn me on, and that's all I want in my woman. I never gave a damn whether my flings have a super hot body or not. I mean, why should I care about that when it's just a one-time thing? Not that I'll be a boyfriend after the sex, anyway. As long as the body is sexy enough to turn me on, then I'm digging the hole.
She wore the condom over my dick, then turned and bent over my king-sized bed while shooting her round ass to me, revealing her shaved pink pussy and I couldn't just wait to bang her.
I smacked her ass and she moaned loudly. I pushed all my length into her all at once, and she yelped in pain. Sorry, but I don't do foreplay with bitches. It's up to them to get wet from sucking me or not. Why should I be all romantic with them? Just fucking why? I've never done that, and I wasn't ever going to do it.
"It hurts," she cried out as I banged her fast from behind, but fuck how she feels about this because the only thing that mattered to me was my pleasure and satisfaction, and as long as I was getting that, why should I care about how she feels about this? I am paying her for it, so it's her job to pleasure me and not the other way around.
"Don't fucking whine to me, bitch," I smacked her ass again and increased my pace, banging her so hard like it was the last thing I would do before I die, and guess what? It felt so fucking good.
My heart hammered against my chest like it was going to explode, my blood seemed to have all gone down to my dick because it became harder, and my body shook. I knew that I was about to hit orgasm. I banged her so hard ignoring all her whimpers when I finally released my seed inside the condom, I pulled out of her and she fell roughly on the ground, gasping for breath.
I pulled out the drawer of my nightstand and brought out a parcel of money.
"Take this and get out of my room," I threw it at her then stood up and started to walk toward the bathroom.
"Are you going to pay me off just like that?" She asked, and I was forced to stop.
"Besides, it's late and I can't go out at this time," She stated as she stood from the ground and dared to sit on my bed.
"Get your ass off my bed, now!" I snapped at her, and she flinched fearfully.
"You won't want me to repeat myself. Get your ass off my bed," I snarled at her, and she quickly stood up this time.
"Sorry, but this is not a hotel where you can pass the night. I don't want to see you here when I get back," and with that, I pulled the bathroom door open then walked inside and slammed the door behind me.
Standing under the shower, I scoffed as the memories of what happened earlier today flashed through my head.
"Wow! She must really be smart," I had to admit it because that bitch played a smart one on me. What the fuck came over me that made me gentle with her? It was the first time I was going to be like that toward my flings, and I was regretting it already. I shouldn't have ever done that.
"Ugh! My favorite watch," I cursed angrily and ran my fingers through my wet hair.
"Wait till I get my hands on you," I muttered and finally turned off the shower, then grabbed my towel from the rack and tied it around my waist. I walked back into my room and was impressed by the work of my maid. She already changed the bedspread.
Sitting on the bed, I pulled out the drawer of my nightstand, and there was the pack of cigarettes lying there. I grabbed it took out a stick and lit it. I only smoke once in a while especially when I'm disturbed or angry, but right now, I had no idea about what I was feeling. Whether I was angry or disturbed. I really could not tell.
I reached for my phone and dialed my bodyguard's number, Lucas.
"Yes, boss,"
"Come inside," I disconnected the call immediately then tossed the phone on the bed, and resumed smoking.
The doorbell rang minutes later and I ushered whoever was at the door, in. It was Lucas.
"Greetings, boss,"
"Have you been able to find anything about the girl?" I asked him instead, ignoring his greetings because what the fuck was I supposed to do with it?
"Not yet, boss. I couldn't track the number you asked me to track. It seemed like it was disconnected immediately," He explained to me, and I scoffed as I puffed smoke out of my mouth and nose. She is really smart and good at the games she plays. Not that I was expecting less, anyway.
"You can go," I said to him, and he bowed slightly before he left my room, and I sighed. I felt enraged that a girl outsmarted me and made a fool of me. What the heck was I thinking?
"I'm going to get you," I stated because I was very sure of that even though I had no idea when, where, and how I was going to get her, but I was sure I would...
Chapter 3 Janice POV One week after the incident and still counting. I was expecting Mr. Connor to send the cops after me, but I guess I was lucky since there hasn't been anything like that. The sound of my ringing phone echoed in the room, and I couldn't help the smile that laced up my lips when I saw the caller. It was the woman I saved from getting hit by a truck one week ago. After the incident that day, she gave me her card and asked me to call her, which I did, and guess what? She invited me to her house and she is super wealthy. Her house looked like another planet on its own, and trust me, the image was still living rent-free in my head even after five days of being there. I wished to be there even if it was only once. "Hey, Janice," Her gentle voice sounded through the phone, and I smiled as I sat up on the bed. "Hi, ma'am. How have you been? Are your bruises gone now?" I asked her with concern. Well, I may be a bad person, but I'm still nice, and I knew that. "I'm
Chapter 4 Connor Hughes 'Excuse me, do I know you?' I scoffed angrily and slumped on the bed as her words echoed in my head once again. Making me look like a fool out there was the height of it all. After she stole from me, she think she could get away with it by just pretending not to know who I am? "Ugh!" I groaned as I sank my fingers into my hair, trying to cool off, but it only got worse. The door suddenly burst open, and I sprang up to my feet to see Mom inside. "What the hell was that, Connor? What has come over you?" She snapped at me angrily as she glared at me, and I huffed unbelievably. "Mom, what are you saying?" I asked even though I knew what she was on about. "What am I saying? How could you embarrass my guest like that? The whole family owes that young lady everything for saving my life. I would've been gone by now if not for her..." "I know that Mom..." "Then what the hell was that? Accusing her of stealing something from you. Where the hell could you
Chapter 5 Janice POV I got dressed for the date I'm having with Carl tonight. After the incident that day, me and Carl have kept in touch, and we've hung out for some time. I was able to take care of Connor, and I know if I continue to deny knowing him, everything will be cool. My phone beeped, and I checked to see that it was a text from Carl. 'I'm waiting for you outside' After reading his message, I checked myself out in the mirror one more time to be sure I was good to go, leaving my apartment afterward. I live in a one-room flat apartment since I lived alone. I soon got outside where I met his car parked at the front of my house, and I got in. "Did I keep you waiting?" I asked him as I fastened my seatbelt, but he shook his head as he smiled at me. "Not really. You look gorgeous," He complimented me, and I smiled at him. "Thank you," I replied to him before the drive started. The drive to the fancy restaurant was peaceful and silent, and we soon arrived. Since the
Chapter 6 Two weeks later Connor Hughes "What do you mean, Mom? How could you even ask me to do that?" I scoffed angrily, and she sighed. "Connor, please you need to do this for my sake. We can't just stand her there and show up for the wedding. It won't make any sense, please," She pleaded with me, trying to sound as convincing as she could, but that was the last thing I would do. How the heck could she ask me to stand in as that bitch's groom because Carl ran away? Well, today was supposed to be Carl and Janice's wedding, but the jerk was nowhere to be found now, and they said that he wrote a letter that he was no longer interested in the wedding. "He shouldn't have started this in the first place if he wasn't interested in marrying her, and besides... I'm not your only son, am I? You can ask Chase to stand in as the groom, mom. I'm not interested in that," I stood my ground as I sat on the bed, but I knew she wouldn't give up no matter how much I tried to make him do it.
Chapter 7 Janice POV My heart pounded hard against my chest as I sat on the edge of the bed while listening to the sound of the running shower. Many thoughts ran through my mind, and I couldn't help but shake nervously. My life took another turn for the worse in a space of seconds. "Ugh! What do I do? I can't stay here. He is going to kill me if I stay here as his wife," I mumbled as I ruffled my hair crazily as I sprang up and paced restlessly in the room, thinking of any possible solution, but I couldn't think straight or come up with anything as my head was blank. I hurried over to the door and tried to open it, but it was locked from inside and the key was not even inside. "Damnit!" I cursed under my breath as my heart sank into my stomach. The shower finally stopped running, and I didn't need anyone to tell me that he would be out soon, and that only made me more terrified. As expected, the bathroom door finally opened, but I turned my back to him s
Chapter 8 Connor Hughes "You bastard!" Carl snapped angrily as he sent a punch hard to my face as soon as I walked into the living room, and I scoffed unbelievably as I rolled my eyes. "How dare you bastard! How dare you!" Be roared again as he grabbed me by the collar of my shirt and punched me hard in the face for the second time, but I only smirked at him. "How does it feel, brother? Did you enjoy it, huh?" I smirked at him after I yanked his hands off my collar, adjusting my clothes. "How dare you!" He snapped again as he grabbed my collar again, but this time, I retaliated and punched him hard in the face, sending him staggering back. "What the hell is happening here?" Mom shrieked as she finally showed up with the kids, since Dad traveled immediately after the wedding yesterday. Mom gasped sharply and stopped on her track when she found Carl standing with me. "Carl! Where the hell were you? How dare you run away from your wedding? You were the one that asked her to
Chapter 9 Janice POV I scoffed for the fifth time as I stood in the garden with my hands on my waist. The view here was supposed to be called beautiful, but I couldn't even think of that because of the shit going on in my head. "Ugh! That guy is a real bastard. So this wasn't because of me, but his brother? How could he get me involved, huh?" I mumbled and scoffed because all this doesn't make any sense to me. The sound of the footsteps behind me pulled my attention, and I turned to find the youngest brother. I mean, Chase. We have only talked a few times since I've been coming here even before I moved in yesterday. "Hi, sister-in-law," He smiled at me. I've noticed how different he was from every other person in the family. Unlike Connor, he smiled a lot, much more than Carl does too. "Oh, good evening," I greeted him as he came to stand beside me, and he nodded his head. An awkward silence assumed the atmosphere as we both stared into space. I was nervous and curious ab
Chapter 10 Janice POV 'Don't think of running away, for I will find you wherever you go' Those words kept driving me nuts that I couldn't even think of running away. Connor looked like he would be someone dangerous, and I didn't want him to do something nasty to me if he found out I ran away and managed to get his hands on me. Sitting on the bed in Connor's room and trying to think of a way out of this mess I was in, the sound of the knock on the door disrupted my thoughts, and I went to get the door, but I froze on the spot when I pulled it open and found Carl standing there. "Ca... Carl?" I called surprisingly, but he held my hand and dragged me out of the room. "Where are you taking me?" I asked as he dragged me down the hallway, but he didn't even bother to answer me until we got to the garden. "Janice..." He paused and caught his breath, running his fingers through his hair. "Why don't you want to choose between us? We were going to get married before he ruined every