Prince Trusting people is never easy. But when you put faith in someone, betrayal is the last thing you expect from them. You expect them to have your back, not wanting to put your wife on her back! This hurts so much; I haven’t even touched my coffee and bagel since morning. The hunger in my stomach was filled by rage, hatred, hurt, and betrayal. It was one of those moments. I tried retracing my steps in order to see where I went wrong in all those years. We were friends, but I couldn’t, because I have been a damn good friend, and now I felt as if there was no one I could trust. Not even Henry who sat in front of me staring without saying a word. If my best friend can betray me like this, who won’t? I sat up and clasped my hands together. “You don’t need to be here Henry.” “I am your friend.” I scoffed. “I feel offended, but I won’t allow you to drink that bottle of tequila like it’s a bottle of sprite,” he said signaling to the half-finished bottle on the table. “Because when yo
Cheska “What do you think about this one?” Prince looked up at me and stood up. I twirled around to give him a full view of the dress. He placed down the newspaper and looked at me from head to toe before speaking. “It’s great. Just like the other seven ones. You might have no ass and a flat chest, but you’re still sexy to me.” “Really Prince?” I placed both hands on my waist and frowned. “Sweetheart, it’s just a dinner party with a few celebrities that are not even half as beautiful as you are. He picked up the red dress I had thrown on the chair beside him. “I liked how this gripped your body, extremely sexy.” “The fact that you like it means I’m not wearing it.” “Oh, God. Women are so complicated.” He turned and signaled to the store assistant to come over. When she did, he told her to take all the dresses to the cashier and he would purchase all of them. “You don’t have to do that.” “Hurry and get out of that dress. I might as well buy all of them and you do a whole runway
Cheska "You like it?" Kate asked. I stared at the nipple piercings with concern. It looks like it hurts more than a new tattoo. She laughed, then turned around showing me the huge tattoo on her back. "Got both yesterday. Would've asked you to follow me and get one too but I know you wouldn't do it. I believe Prince would love the nipple piercing on you." She pulled down her shirt and sat beside me on the bed. "Prince hasn't even seen my nipples." "I'm sure you want him to." I dropped back on the bed and stared up at the ceiling. "Does sex hurt? The first time?" Asking that question made my whole-body shiver, because it has been resting on my mind for weeks, along with other nasty details. Like the size of Prince dick, and the look he would give me while he was on top of me. I despised thinking like that, but controlling my thoughts was now a problem. "It feels like your kitty is being pulled out by a wrench." "Oh shit! I can't handle that." She chuckled. "I'm kidding cousin. It
Detective Vergara “Do you have a confession for me?” I pulled out a seat and sat in front of Alex. “I have nothing to say until my lawyer gets here.” “You can start confessing. That would be a wise decision.” “I did nothing wrong. Even punching you in the face was a great idea. Detective, you were being rude.” “Did you know that can land you two or more years in prison? He widened his eyes in surprise. I leaned back as I assessed his facial expressions. He tapped his fingers on the table nervously, and kept looking up at the camera “Fine. I might have sent one of those letters, But that’s it. I was just messing around.” “By threatening them?” “Yes. My friend doesn’t know how to treat his woman.” “So you decided to rape her?” “I spent months telling her how much she meant to me. I can’t go to bed without her running through my mind. Have you ever been in love detective?” “Never with my friends woman.” He scoffed. “I am in love with Cheska. She is my oxygen. I have made love
Cheska I laid there with the covers drawn to my neck staring at the ceiling, wishing I could sink between the sheets and disappear into thin air, but unfortunately my wish was not granted. Maybe God was punishing me for moaning so much last night, if that even made sense. Although I felt much pain, it still felt good. Is that a normal thing for my first time? I don't know! I sideyed Prince who was fast asleep. I felt relieved that he wasn't awake to see the awkward look on my face at this moment. I needed to figure out what type of face to put on since he saw and explored every inch of my body last night. I replayed the scene in my head, and it made me cringe. Did I even moan right? I rolled my eyes and sighed. I thought it would be all roses after sex, but instead, I wanted to disappear. I nervously watched the clock hoping he would sleep until midday, or maybe even until tomorrow. Does my pussy have that power? The power to put him to sleep for days? The swore feeling had me yearn
Prince Cheska pulled out of my hug and stepped back. For a minute I thought maybe she was joking, but she just stood there glaring at me. I knew exactly why she was mad, but I decided to play the fool. "What's wrong sweetheart?" "What's wrong? So, you didn't see your phone ringing yesterday?" Of course, I saw it, but I was in the middle of telling Henry how fucking amazing sex with you was. "No, I didn't. I told you I was at Henry's. You know how he gets once he starts talking." "What were you guys talking about?" If I tell you that there's a chance of you killing me. "I don't like when you are mad." I brushed her hair behind her ear and stepped closer to her, crowding her personal space. "After last night, shouldn't we talk?" she shook her head, and I decided not to pressure her to have this conversation. At least not yet. My body was craving for her touch right now, and it wasn't just to fuck. I wanted to make love. I clenched my jaw at the thought of my brain thinking that.
Cheska Andrew watches me as I sniffle, wiping a tear from my eye. I take a deep breath, still trying to calm myself down after what happened at the apartment. "I'm sorry," I say. "I shouldn't be doing this." But the tears just won't stop flowing. Prince words cut deep through my heart. I've never thought that he was only using me for revenge. It's like the person whom I used to know never exists. The one whom I love and loves me back. The one who always makes me feel contented and safe in his arms. I've never thought either that Drake would have done something so horrible to his best friend. I guess that I just have nowhere else to go now. I don't think that I can face either of them. Andrew seems to worry about me. He has stopped the carina secluded area of the street. "It's okay, Cheska," he says. "I don't know what your problem is. But you can just let it out. I'm here, if you need someone to talk to." I just look down, feeling ashamed of myself. This is the second time that o
Prince The story Drake has told me is insane. I feel like a hammer just hit me right on my head because it fucking hurts right now. How can I believe that Gia is the one who has stabbed me behind my back? Did she really betray me? And has Drake been on my side this entire time? Hell, from what I’ve heard, he even manipulated the woman who messed with me to get the fuck out of my life. “You know what, Prince?” Jake hisses. “The moment I heard about the rumors between you and Cheska, I wasn’t furious like the way I used to be when I heard about some guy trying to be with her. No, I wasn’t. In fact, I was thrilled. Thrilled that she finally found someone who was worthy enough to deserve her. Thrilled that it was you, my best friend.” I stare at him like the dumb person that I am. Drake’s eyes are filled with fury. I’ve never seen him so consumed by anger before. “I’d never entrusted Cheska to any man, until you came up,” he says, his jaw tightening. “l thought you were just the perf