I got home after speaking to Winter at the club. She scared me for a second, just for a second because I didn't know if what she said was true. Was Hunter really a psychopath who was out to get my soul? His female targets never survive. Survive from what? From his amazing thick body and good stroking skills? I found it a bit funny. Because I knew if a stranger asked about me to people, they'll say horrible things first before mentioning the good attributes about me.
I wasn't just anyone. I was his future sister-in-law. He can't mess with me like he did with the others. He gotta think twice about that.
Denzel was downstairs when I entered the living room. He was working on his laptop. I sat beside him and leaned my body on his bicep.
"Clubbing again?" He asked raising his brow.
"It was an emergency. Your cousin wanted to do something stupid. I had to stop him. Otherwise, I don't know what he'd do to those girls who try to fight me." I pointed out.
"Of course, he'll try to make you worry about him. He has always been an attention seeker."
I chuckled. "We are all attention seekers if you think about it from a general view."
"Sure, whatever you say. I got the wine today. My uncle's wine that you drank. It finally came in." He revealed. I looked over at the show glass and saw it standing separately.
"I'm happy for you." I teased.
"We can savor any of the drinks together but not that one." He pointed out. I nodded like a little kid.
"My body aches though. I haven't fully recovered from the fever and now, those hoes had to hit me where it hurts the most." I complained.
"I'm sorry about that—"
"I feel so feeble. It's just too much pain." I cried clinging to his shirt. He kept his device aside and stared at me intently.
"You're bigger than this. I know you are." He soothed and I sniffed.
A loud knock came on the door interrupting the moment. I slowly wiped away my tears and we looked at the door together.
"I'll get it." He said and went toward it. The moment he punched in the code, the door jolted open and Morgan came in calmly.
"Did you lose your way, father? You haven't come here for two years now." Denzel said still standing at the door.
"Oh, no. I didn't lose my way. I know what I was coming to when I turned on the ignition." He strolled to where I was standing and stood face to face.
"When I heard you were now living with my son, I laughed. I laughed because he let a cheap slut into his home. A woman that has been with an uncountable number of men out there. It's really a funny thing." He was mean and insulting but I didn't waver. "How could you do this to me, Denzel? How can you accept a woman who manipulated your father? How can you possibly see her as a clean person when she's nothing more than a filthy rag..."
Denzel interrupted him even when I didn't expect him to;
"You still screwed with the so-called filthy rag. That makes you an even dirtier person. If you've got nothing meaningful you say, please leave. We were in the middle of planning our wedding. Isn't that right, my little bee?"
"That's right, my crown. We have such a small time to plan such a big event."
"Denzel, what do you want me to do for you stop this nonsense?" Mr. Morgan pleaded, his voice cracking. He sounded really fucked.
"Well, let's see... You can start by going to hell." He replied sternly.
"I've given you a choice, son. Don't come running to me when this tramp runs away with all your money!" He yelled before storming out of the house.
"I can't believe he'll send those people to hurt you. Just because we are engaged." Denzel said after he was gone.
"Not because we are engaged but because we are not bowing to his terms. He wants to control us both with his money. He longs to see us give up. That's his goal."
That night, Denzel and I spent the night in his room. We put a demarcation on the bed and I was surprised we didn't ruin it when we woke up from our sleep in the morning. I went to Winter's house to see her since she didn't give me much detail the previous night.
I was outside ringing the doorbell nonstop. She wasn't opening the door. Her car was outside so I couldn't walk away yet. I kept tapping on the switch until the door finally opened. There she was, in her revealing nightie and an oversized robe to cover herself up.
"OMG, It's eight in the morning for peace's sake. Why are you coming over so early?" She asked with sleepy eyes.
"I didn't know you'll still be in bed. What better way to spend the weekend than visiting my cousin to get the juicy details of a man who's out to kill me, huh?" I rushed In one breath and she laughed.
"You're crazy, Sheldon. I can't believe gossip brought you to my house so early in the morning. Don't you have Denzel to take care of? I hope you both aren't just playing roommates. You should get some actions going so he doesn't get tired of you." She yawned in her bad breath.
"Oh, please. He's already tired of me but there's nothing he can do about it. He needs me."
"Oh, come on Sheldon. I don't want you to come back to the streets again. I want you to have something solid. Something that doesn't involve you dealing with impatient clients in the middle of the night. Remember, you said your mother didn't want you to keep doing that."
"I didn't know you cared enough to remember the things I said about my mother." I was amused.
"Of course, I do. What do you—"
"Baby, what's taking you so long to bring that ass back to me?" A manly voice questioned from the stairs and my heart sank. I was startled because I didn't know someone else was in the house with us!
It was Justin, one of Denzel's annoying friends. He was standing at the stairs, only in his briefs. He didn't leave despite seeing me. He remained stiff like what I just learned doesn't matter.
"When is she leaving so we can get back to what we were doing?" He asked pointing at me as I was beneath him. I was beneath his peacock tail of course.
"Please, wait for me upstairs, Justin. I can't leave my cousin hanging." Winter replied looking at him.
"I see..."
"I'm Denzel's fiancee, you prick. You can pick on me all you want but I'm gonna be your boss, soon. You'll learn to respect me. It's just a matter of time." I seethed before showing him the engagement ring on my finger.
"Fiancee? You must be dreaming. I'm calling Denzel to confirm this outrage." He turned around and went back upstairs.
"What exactly are you doing with that guy? I thought you were waiting for Henry?" I asked, perplexed.
"I am but I decided to keep myself busy with Justin. It's only temporary."
"I get it. But I seriously wonder how you put up with his character." I shuddered dramatically.
"He's a lot more quiet when we are together, you know."
"Please, spare me the details. I'm more concerned about Hunter. You were going to tell me what you know about the females he targeted?"
"Oh, yeah. That's right. He used to have a girlfriend, A politician's daughter. She got kidnapped and despite everything her parents did to give the ransom to the abductors, they still murdered her and her body was found in a dumpster. Everyone believes Hunter is responsible for it all because he's friends with gangsters and works for them too. He trades weapons and does other bad stuff everyone talks about." She narrated.
"But the tragic stuff only happened to one of his girlfriends. How does that define the rest?" I drew my head closer.
"The last girl he ever openly paraded as his girlfriend got pregnant for another man. He broke up with her so she could go to the man who got her pregnant. After the breakup, she disappeared with her lover. Nobody knows where they went and if she ever gave birth to that baby. We don't know what happened to them."
"What if they left for another city? What if they got sick of this place and had to leave?"
"If that happened, maybe they could have told someone or maybe, some of their properties would have been taken. But when their close friends searched for their things in their houses, their clothes and everything they owned were still there. Hunter is only using his family's influence and wealth to get out of trouble. And he has made a name for himself. I personally see him as a walking danger zone. Something's not right with him, Sheldon. He can hurt you if you're not careful."
"This is a lot to take in. I don't know what I'm going to do." I racked my hair with my fingers like a mad woman. Maybe, I was mad with all this information.
"I think you should end the engagement if things go beyond your control."
I chuckled to myself. It already has.
On reaching home that evening, I received a message on my phone from an unknown number. I had already saved Hunter's number so I know when he's the one calling.
But, this number was different. With a locked ID.
I unboxed the message and read through it. At first, it was a photo of me driving out of Denzel's house this morning to go see Winter.
Then, a text message followed.
Unknown number: You're a sinner and you'll die an excruciating death for what you've done.
Oh, great. I've got a stalker and a potential serial killer on my tail.
I was busy as a bee today. I have been cleaning and hanging framed photos of me and Denzel around the house. I wanted it to pass a message to the future visitors who will try to disrespect me as Denzel's friends did on that faithful day the rain fell heavily. I was also cleaning up the paintings and rearranging them to how I felt like they should be. After I was done with the chore I wasn't asked to do, I went to the kitchen to grab a can of soda.Hana came to work this morning and she has been making dishes I loved the scent of. I offered to help her earlier but she turned me down. I didn't mind because I had important things to do anyway.While I sipped from the soda, Hana eventually cut her hand with the knife. She moaned loudly and cursed under her breath.I froze, reliving the moaning sound she just made. It was so clear and unedited. It sounded just like the one I heard weeks ago when Denzel was mad at me and brought a woman to his room. That woman was Hana.I wasn't shocked by
Our motorcycle was crashing into the wind, going fast on its wheels. I loved how it felt on my hair and my face. I rested my head on Hunter's back. I wasn't able to hear his heartbeat because of the helmet I had on. We were riding through the mountain and I enjoyed the view of the sea."Are we allowed to go this fast?" I asked in a yelling voice."You call this fast?" He asked out loud."No! Don't do anything crazy, please." I begged wrapping my hands around his torso."Don't worry, I won't scare you just for the fun of it." He reassured me and I nodded. When we go to a busy mall."I have to get something. Don't go anywhere." He said, taking off his helmet."No way, I'm coming with you, dude." I insisted and removed my helmet too. We went into the mall together and Hunter was walking faster than I was. We got to an art gallery in a section of the mall and I was more than excited to see some of his paintings arranged all over the place. They had his signature. These paintings were more
We got to the tattoo shop in a blink of time because Hunter was riding fast on his motorcycle. The wall in the tattoo shop was covered with artistic drawings and posters of all kinds of tattoos. A couple of guys were around but Denzel claimed he was VIP. We went into a room where a tattoo artist was. He was only waiting for Hunter. Then, the artist pointed to a bag on the desk."Help yourself out. We got it ordered just for you." The artist stated pointing. I nervously got hold of the bag and feasted my eyes on the different Chinese dishes which was ordered from my favorite restaurant."You want some?" I asked Hunter and he nodded eagerly."I'm starving baby. All the walking about was wearing me out." He replied coming close to taking one of the food boxes. As we sat together to eat before he gets tatted, I brought up a conversation."Are you and Denzel having a beef? You two don't seem close." I pointed out."He's like a kid brother to me. Who told you that?" He teased."Kid brother
He dug his tongue further and licked me off like I was a piece of fruit. I didn't know how he made his tongue dive so deep into my clitoris and move at the same time. He was fumbling my flesh on all sides. I moaned softly and widened my legs for him to get more access. My hands fisted on the bedsheets. He was licking quickly which sent me over the edge but his sucking was attentively slow. I grabbed a bunch of his hair to hold him close and in."Denzel! I'm gonna...I feel it so close!" I cried out with literal tears gathering around my eyes. He doesn't do anything about my sudden outpour but kept eating me out like nothing was happening."Harder, Denzel. Deeper..." I cried holding onto his head. "Please..."He withdrew from my pussy and lay next to me. "Sit on my face, Sheldon."I didn't hesitate and did as he said. I writhed when I sunk into his mouth and his tongue started thrusting faster than before. I had no clue if I should whimper, scream or moan. The pressure building up was a
"I'll stab those eyes with a fork if you don't take them off my fiancee. She's with me so how about you look for someone else to borrow?" Denzel angrily declined Hunter's request. I didn't say anything when his eyes narrowed at me. Why should I say anything? I wasn't able to pick sides. My side was obviously Denzel. He was the one dating me. I couldn't let him down just because of his sensitive eyes from Hunter.Besides, since these few days we haven't been seeing each other, I had some breath of fresh air. A lot more time to think about myself and not other people's problems. Lena's scars had been bothering me and I keep trying to figure out what was going on despite how much she didn't want to talk about it or even act like I was saying what was right."You need to calm down, Denzel. I just had some important things to talk about. She has to hear my side of what happened years ago." Hunter continued to press on."That's a dumb excuse. What if she wasn't able to make it to the party?
Denzel's hand felt cold in my palm, unlike mine which was warm. I applied a lotion which caused my skin to sweat. We went into the party hall. I felt an itch on my back and I tried to reach it. That one move caused a vase on a structure to fall and shatter on the floor. We both froze checking if anyone noticed but they were too enticed by whatever was going on on stage. The gentle music drowned the sound of shattered clay."I'm so sorry, Denzel." I shrieked, fearing for my life. He was already upset with me and then he sees me ruin something that belonged to his parents. I am damn clumsy."It's okay, my mom won't even know it's gone." He replied smiling charmingly that I did not feel so safe with him. He is hiding whatever outburst that would have unleashed at the garden."Let me clean it up." I offered, bending but he stopped me immediately."Leave it, Sheldon. It was just an accident." He protested."I'm sorry about Hunter. Something else happened and we—""That's enough. Let's just
I felt him pull me away from the wall. He turned off the shower with his free hand and carried me over to the sink. I got on my feet and he gently turned me over it. My ear was beating fast. I thought we were done. What else was going on in that crazy mind of his?"Denzel, I really should get going to my room." My body was in a frenzy when he started rubbing the tip of his cock over the opening of my pussy hole."We can stay together tonight. You don't have to go downstairs anymore." He answered beating my opening with his cap. My pussy was getting aroused and my nipples hardened beneath my shirt. I decided to take it off since it was wet from the moments we had under the shower. He kept repeating the same teasing in my pussy entrance and I realized it was getting it ready for another one. And my body, which I thought was weary got active again. He made me bend over the counter and I exposed my bud to him. It was left bare for him to do anything with. I was nervous and dropped his han
The next day, I went to the clinic with a lurch in my stomach. I got birth control pills and took the dose the nurse gave me. I didn't bother to discuss it with Denzel because of the big issue right in front of us — discussing having a kid together is unlikely unnecessary at this point. This wasn't an agreement that welcomed building a family together. I couldn't risk it. The court day eventually came and Denzel and I went to meet the lawyers. I didn't know how to face Lena. She has been hiding since the event and I heard she got top security surrounding her house so the paparazzi doesn't invade her privacy. Her father is also controlling the preying eyes of the public who wants to know if he is aware of Lena's scars. I messed up big time, I ruined the peace in the family with my meddling and concern. Entering the meeting room, my gaze first caught Lena's. Her eyes glimpsed at me before she looked away almost immediately. Her focus was now transfixed on the floor. She was sitting a