FOUR | MINE!

CHAPTER FOUR | MINE!

LUCAS KNIGHT

“Why the hell are you winking at my man?" Vivian growls.

What the fuck!

“What the hell do you think you're doing Vivian? She wasn't even looking this way." I deadpan.

“Oh babe, you don't have to be humble. We both know that she was staring at you. She is obviously in love with you."

I mentally facepalm. Luckily for me, the place we are in isn't crowded. If not, she would have been drawing a lot of attention to me...us.

Taking my hands, Vivian drags me to the lady and her lover. She stops right in front of her and places her hands on her hips.

“What do you think you are doing?" She demands.

“Ummmm, what are...what do you mean?" The lady asks, looking genuinely lost.

“Oh, so that is how it is going to be right?" She says, scoffing in disbelief and switching from her left foot to her right foot.

“I don't know what you are talking about." The lady replies sincerely.

“Why the hell were you ogling me man."

“Who? Me?" The lady asks, turning her back to see if she is truly talking to her.

“Stop playing dumb you stupid bitch. You were clearly staring at my husband." Vivian growls.

Oh my goodness! She just called me her fucking husband.

“Hold on, I am not her husband. I am not even her boyfriend or fiance. She is just an escort." I try to explain to the lady and her lover.

They both ignore me, not believing what I said.

“She was not looking at your man, she was too busy shoving her tongue down my throat." The guy says while smirking.

The lady smacks him on the side of his head, her face turning beetroot. “Why would you say that." She exclaims.

“You know it is true." He says smirking.

“Hello, don't fucking ignore me," Vivian screams throwing her hands up in annoyance.

“What do you want." The lady sighs.

“I want to know why you are not satisfied with your man that you are trying to snatch mine away from me." She hisses.

“I am not interested in your man girl, my fiance is enough for me. And I wasn't even looking at him." She explains.

“So now you are calling me a fucking liar."

“You know what, this conversation is ridiculous. I don't have to talk to someone like you. Some screws are obviously loose in your head."

Thank goodness that I am not the only one that thinks she is insane.

The lady and her fiance start moving away from Vivian.

To my and their absolute shock, Vivian pulls the lady back and slaps her.

“The next time you lay your filthy eyes on my man, I will make sure you regret it." She yells.

The lady's fiance pushes Vivian away from her and starts assessing her face.

“I am so...so fucking sorry, I don't...I didn't...I can't. Oh my god, tonight is such a fucking disaster." I exclaim, running my hands through my head.

Fuck! I should never have brought Vivian. Who knew that behind that innocently pretty face was a psycho?

I honestly expected the Lady to slap her back, or at least do sometime to defend herself. Instead, she looks at her from top to bottom, gives her the nastiest look I have ever seen in my life, and leaves.

Vivian tries to stop her and cause more trouble, but one look from me keeps her in place.

Once they are gone, I turn to look at Vivian, who is already staring at me with...adoration?

“What the hell is your fucking problem," I ask aggressively.

“What do you mean? Are you angry because I didn't let you fuck me here?" She bats her eyes lashes innocently.

“First of all, I never wanted to fuck you. You are my maid and nothing but that. And, I am not and would never be in love with you, get that into your fucking skull." I hiss menacingly.

She observes me with widely open eyes, and for a second, I thought she has finally understood what I have been trying to say to her.

The words she speaks next confirm my suspicion that she isn't in her right mind.

“Where is the camera?" She asks, looking around and searching for a camera.

“What camera?" I question in confusion.

“The camera that is filming your act, silly." She replies, playfully hitting me on my chest.

“I almost bought you act." She laughs. “For a second, I thought you were truly angry at me."

She is insane.

Every single word that comes out of her mouth gives me a fucking headache.

It seems like she doesn't understand English, but speaks it.

“I need a drink," I announce, moving away from her to the main room. I take two glasses of wine and chuck them down.

“Can I get anything strong?" I ask the waiter carrying the tray of drinks.

“Just get me a bottle of vodka." I request, not giving a fuck about my reputation if I get caught drinking in public.

“Sir we have wine and..."

I cut the waiter off. “I said you should bring me a bottle of vodka. You are a waiter, right? Then do your fucking job." I almost yell.

The waiter bows down and leaves.

“And be quick about it," I yell after him.

He comes back a few minutes later and hands me the bottle.

I open it and start drinking straight from the bottle.

I don't stop drinking until a hand stops me. “You shouldn't drink so much babe." Vivian scolds.

Damn it! I was already starting to forget about her existence.

“Don't...tell...me...me...what to fucking doooo." I slur out.

I don't even know when I got this drunk.

“Awnnnn, is my baby drunk?" Vivian coos. “Why don't we go back home and I'll treat you very nicely." She winks suggestively.

Sober me would have been repulsed by her suggestion but drunk me loves the idea, and soon, I am kissing her like my life depends on it.