I’m wrapped in Trey's arms when I wake up. His legs are wrapped around mine making it hard for me to get out of bed. I look at his handsome face and smile. He is so peaceful when asleep and I could watch him all day and night.I lift my hand to touch him but withdraw it and put it back in it’s position. I don’t know why it feels wrong yet he is mine.Yeah, right. He is mine. He came to Paris to see me. He tracked me down and he is now here with me. He made love to me. Told me he wants me to be his girlfriend. He said his whole being wants me. What other assurance do I want? For him to put a sticker that says he is mine on his forehead?Maybe.I grin at my wicked thought. It can’t be a bad idea. I want the whole world to know I’m his and he is mine.To hell with whatever fear I have. I will deal with my insecurities later.I raise my hand again and trail my knuckles on his beautiful face. He takes my hand, with his eyes still closed and kisses the knuckles making my stomach clench.
The hell?That’s not the big deal. The big deal is that this bitch, whoever the hell she is, has her lips on Trey’s lips. My man's lips. Do you understand what I mean?This is the same man who was telling me how much he wants me and has the guts to kiss another woman? It’s not a deep kiss but the hell?Please bite me. It’s still a kiss to me. You don’t get to make contact with my man’s lips and expect me to be okay with it. What I don’t do is sharing. He is my man and there is no debate on that. Who am I? Hail Mary?Really Trey?What is this? We are now playing with each other's emotions? Because if that’s the case, I’m so good at that.He pushes her off him gently and gives her a smile that barely reaches the face.Oh! Now he finally lets her go!“What’s up Amara?”Amara? What a terrible name? Is she one of his flings?“Hey Trey? Missed you. What a surprise!”Oh yeah! What a surprise! He is mine bitch!I roll my eyes and glare at her but she doesn’t see it. Her whole attention is on
Who does this guy think he is?Wait a minute.What is his problem anyway?He doesn’t explain himself to people and I won’t be the first one he does that to?Does he think I care? He is such a fucker and if he expects me to follow him, kneel down before him and beg for his forgiveness for something I didn’t do, then he is so wrong.He was flirting with that Amara girl and expects me to be okay with it? After I gave him my body and heart and he decides to stamp on it?What the hell is wrong with him?Okay. He can go to hell or better, screw himself. I came here for fun and he isn’t going to spoil that for me. I’m still going to have my fun. Let him go back to his place . He is not welcome here and there is no way he is going to stay in my room anymore. If he wants to stay here, let him look for another room.I dig out my phone from the pocket and check the time. It’s three in the afternoon so I can go to some club and have fun.Can’t believe I slept and woke up late because of some su
I was hoping it would be Trey but it’s not him. This is not his scent. Come to think of it. It’s not his touch so I rub the hands off my waist and turn to look at who it is.It’s some tall, handsome guy who is all smiley. I give him a friendly smile and take a sip of my drink.This is so disappointing. I was hoping it was Trey.'Trey?'My subconscious laughs.'Why would he come here? This is not a fairy tale Isa.’She rolls her eyes and laughs.'That man doesn’t care.’ She continues taunting me.“Hey sinyorita?” the guy greets interrupting my conversation with my subconscious mind. I hate her at times. This is one of the times I want to hit her and shut her up.“Hey.” I smile and take another sip.“Vodka?” he smiles looking at my glass. “Two double shots of vodka please.” He instructs the bartender and pulls a stool, sitting next to me.The bartender pours two double shots and slides one glass to me.“What is a beautiful lady doing out alone?”“Just needed some drinks.” I answer and
TREYWho does tomboy think she is? Some goddess that I will bow before and beg for her forgiveness? Beg her to listen to me? No. Not Trey. I don’t explain myself to people. Especially not women and she won’t be the first I will do that to. She is annoying. Irritating. Stubborn. All the names you know there.And she expects me to explain to her who Amara is. To start telling her how I met Amara and what we had. I may as well write a list of the people I have banged and all their details and give it to her.Again?Who the hell does she think she is?Weird.Funny. Crap.As in for Trey Jones to start explaining himself to someone. Some woman? Not going to happen. She can go to hell.I have dealt with many women before. I can’t start listing them here. I don’t remember some of them and she thinks I can put up with her crap?Soothe her? I don’t do that. I can dump her easily. It has always been easy to dump the others so she is not different in any way.Ugh!I type some details on the l
I sit up and groan in pain. My head is killing me. I shut my eyes for what feels like the thousand time and snort in frustration.I swear, last night was the last time I was taking alcohol. I feel terrible. I don’t remember what happened last night. Apart from the stranger being yanked away from me. That’s all I remember.Shit!I open my eyes and look at Trey. He is leaning against the nightstand studying me intently. I look away fast, scared of his angry eyes and run my hands on my face. I need to pee. I need to take some painkillers and I need to throw up.I scurry out of bed and notice that I’m naked.How did I get here? How did I take off my clothes if I was drunk? How?“I said we should talk. Where are you going?”“To pee. Or am I supposed to pee here?” I ask with a glare and walk to the bathroom. I kneel and align my head with the bowl, throwing up everything I ate and drank last night. I feel dry. I feel dehydrated and even emaciated. I flash the toilet and sit. The door opens
I try turning to look at him but he holds me steadily and kisses my neck, making my situation hard.“I want you baby. I told you that so you should stop doubting me coz if I say I want you, I mean it.” He whispers and nuzzles my ear. Every word comes out sensually and can’t believe I’m saying this. I want him. Not only as my man but I want him to make love to me or bang me now. It’s crazy how he makes me forget how mad I’m at him. He has said Amara and him were done long ago. It’s in the past and I can try put up with it but how many more are there? How many crazy women do I have to deal with on these streets? Because I’m not willing to get burnt or killed by some jealous fling.I take his hands which are still caressing my boobs and push them away gently.“How many are they?”“How many are what?”“How many women have you been with?” I ask dreading the answer. I’m not sure whether I want to hear it but is there much difference with me? I have been in one night stands before. How ma
TREYI am woken up by my phone vibrating on the nightstand. I groan in irritation and reach for it without attempting to open my eyes. I fumble with it and once it’s in my hand, I open the eyes slowly, cursing whoever is calling me.I manage to open them and throw a glance at Frankie who is still asleep and breathing softly. She is so beautiful. So breathtaking and the thought of how sweet she is turns me on. I brush her hair with my fingers and sit up on the bed, supporting my back with the headboard. It has been one whole month since I came to Paris. I don’t want to leave her here. I feel like staying here, watching her beauty, watching how her lips move when she is asleep, seeing how mad she can get; don’t get me wrong. I hate pissing her off but she is more beautiful when she is mad. It’s a complete turn on.This is the woman I want to be with forever. The woman I want to spend the rest of my life with. I will fight for her. It’s either her or nobody. That’s why I want her to mo
I widen my eyes at the man standing before us. “Dad?” Jim and I call in unison. I look at Trey who raises his brow at me and shifts his confused gaze to Greg or if you prefer Joe. He is my father. My dead-beat father and I wonder why he changed his name. So he is the man behind my suffering? I know he was when I was a kid but here we are. I'm grown up yet he still made me suffer. I lost my baby because of him. Because of the shameless man standing before us, who I hate with my whole being.“Wait.” Trey is so confused. “Greg is your dad?”“Nope.” Jim is quick to deny.“Come on Jim. You know I am.” I don’t know whether I should call him Greg, Joe or dad. I'm so confused.“Isa?” he calls stepping towards me. I step back and Trey holds me steadily.“Don’t call my name. You have no right!” I snap at him and look around. I notice Abel approaching us.“I have been looking for you Isa. I miss my daughter.”“Maybe you are talking about a different daughter. All you did was make our lives mis
It's Saturday; the day we are supposed to be going to Abel’s gala event. It has been an eventful week. Aiden and Jenny were arrested. They are still locked up and they are going to be locked up for a long time.Abel and Sera can’t keep their hands off each other. Sera is now working at one of Trey’s company. She wasn’t aware of the issue with fake drugs. Trey had Andrews security footage checked and it turned out that Sera was delivering the drugs but they were taken away once she left. It ruled out our suspicions of her involvement.Jim?He lives with us now and is also working at Trey’s company. I slip into some knickers and put on a necklace. The same necklace that Trey gave me on Monday. I stand in front of the mirror and look at myself with a smile. This is now my life. A life full of servants, a big house, expensive clothes and jewelry. It’s funny how one’s life can change this much. Months ago, I was so hopeless, no hope for the future. I was a waitress in some local club,
FRANKIETrey is here. I knew he would find me. I try to breath but Aiden’s grip on my neck makes it impossible for me. I look at Trey hoping that he will get me out of here. His gaze is full of pity, fear and anger. He makes one step forward but stops when Aiden tightens the grip making me groan with pain.“Make another step and I will slit her throat!” He threatens.This is a new Aiden. I didn’t expect this from him. Didn’t expect such a monster. And now he is holding a knife on my neck. Eddie, Kevin and Abel’s bodyguard have their guns pointed at him.“Let her go and you can have me.” Trey tries to reason with him. “I’m not a fool asshole! I won’t let her go until you do what I want.”“What do you want?”“Everything you have. I could have had that if it were not for this bitch!” “She is not to blame. What do you want exactly ?”“Your everything. I want you to go down. Thought you would after the fake drugs thing.”“What do you mean?”“You think Greg was responsible for that alone
TREYFrankie has taken long in the washrooms. Maybe she is not yet done but it’s been over twenty minutes. I look at the washroom direction and look at Abel and Sera.“Frankie is taking long.”“Yeah. I will go and check.” Sera offers.“Nope. I will go check whether she is okay.” I pull my stool back and stand. I walk towards the ladies’ and open the door but there is one lady, who is looking at herself in the mirror. She sees me and glares at me.“It’s the ladies’.” She says rudely.“I know. Are you alone here?” I ask looking around. All the toilets are unoccupied “Yap.” She answers and goes back to what she was doing.Where is Frankie? Why do I have a bad feeling about this? Why am I this unsettled?I open the door and step out. I look around but there is no sign of her. I should probably look for her outside. Maybe she went out for some fresh air.I walk out of the restaurant and look around. My eyes scan the area but there is no sign of her. I decide to ask around and walk to a
Do those two know each other? Or did they team up after their rejection? Because that’s the only possible explanation you can get for their being here together.“Are you okay?” Trey asks in a whisper.“Yeah. I'm okay.” I answer and gulp down the wine in my glass.“Maybe we should move to the bar.” Abel suggests.“Yap.” Trey says and stands up. He holds out his hand and leads me to the bar, pulling a bar stool for me. I give him a smile and sit. He sits next two me, while Abel and Sera sit directly opposite us.“What are you taking?”“Some wine will do. I’m working tomorrow remember?” He smiles and goes ahead to give our orders to the waitress.I can’t stop thinking about Aiden and Jenny? Are those up to something nasty? Was Trey right about Aiden? Because he has warned me to stay away from him a couple of times. Does it mean he is not who I think he is?No. I’m just being paranoid. They may be together but it doesn’t mean they are up to no good. Maybe they are talking about something
FRANKIEIt’s Monday again. My worst day in a week, especially after such a busy weekend. A weekend full of partying, where Trey introduced me to his world.I moved in with him, something Aiden didn’t take lightly but he later accepted it. At least, that’s what I think.I’m busy with a file on the computer when I hear some footsteps approaching. I look up and widen my eyes at a grinning Sera.“Sera!” I stand to hug her.“So this is where my bitch has been hiding?”“Yes. What’s up? Didn’t expect to see you this early.”“It’s one hour to lunch swiry. It’s not that early. Just missed you.”“Missed you too.” I lead her to some seats, grinning at her.“This is your new life? Look at you all girlish. Expected some tomboy look.”“I had to change my look. The new job dictated so. What have you been up to?”“Dre disappeared, I don’t know where to and his number is out of service. I’m back to waiting tables at Lex.”“There is something I have to tell you.”“What? Are you okay?”“Yeah but a lot h
TREYI turn on the bed and open my eyes. Frankie is not in bed. She is probably in the kitchen or with Stacy and Celine. There is something I’m scared of.Losing her again. I don’t want to lose her. I want her with me forever. I don’t want Aiden to come in between us. I shouldn’t be worried about him taking her away from me because I’m the one she loves but I have to be careful. He wanted to poison her mind. He wants her, not because he loves her but wants to punish me. He knows she is my weakness. That I will do anything for her but I’m not letting him do that. He will never have her. She spent the night with me, not him. She told me that she loves me so meaning she is mine but I have to get Aiden out of the way first.That’s why I stepped out last night. I went to see Abel. Needed some advice from him on how I should do that and we came up with a plan. I just have to keep her away from him until our plan works.I step out of bed and walk to the bathroom. I take a quick shower and s
He cups my boobs and kisses my hair.“Waiting baby.”“Don’t do that. I won’t concentrate.” I say knowing well what he does to me.“Okay.” He chuckles and uncups my boobs wrapping his arms around me.“My real name is Isa.”“Isa? What about Frankie?”“Frankie is my street name. I changed the name when mum died and I had to go to the streets.”“I’m sorry baby.”“Don't be.” I rub his arms and take a deep breath. “I come from a poor background. I know what it means to go hungry. My dad was a drunkard who would come home drunk and beat mum up. My brother, Jim, couldn’t take it and ran away. I had no idea where he was until few months ago when he came to Lex looking all shaggy.”I pause to let it sink in.“One day, dad came home drunk. I heard a scream and went to protect mum but he hit me and left angry. He came back later and got into an argument with mum then stabbed her.” I swallow heavily. Trey rubs my arms and raises my right hand. He kisses the knuckles and takes a sharp breath.“He
She swirls the drink in her glass glaring at me. Am I going to fight with her over Trey? Nope. I don’t wanna do this.“Jenny, right?” My voice is laced with sarcasm. “What do you want?”“For you to stay away from Trey. You don’t belong to our class.”I can’t believe she has the audacity to tell me this. There has never been anything between her and Trey.“Oh! Really now?”“Yap. Stop throwing yourself at him. He doesn’t love you. That’s why he made you his help. Go back to Aiden. You are better off working as a help.”“I can see you know a lot about me.” I take a sip of my margarita and look at her, with amusement.“Leave this party. I will pay you. I will give you any amount you want to leave Trey alone. He belongs to people like us. People with class and you are not part of our word.”“I see.” I chuckle and take another sip of my drink.“How much do you need to disappear? Name your price.”“So you are serious about this?” I laugh and cross my legs.“Yap. I want Trey and you are in t