Chapter 4

When I woke up the next morning Cameron was gone which did not come as a surprise, I did not expect to see him cuddling me. After narrating his heartbreak story to me last night he went on to smash my heart into pieces. Not sure what expected but now I know to have no expectations. I was half way through the stairs when two girls walked by.

"Good morning ma." They greeted.

"Morning." I greeted back and they giggled on their way up.

"She must really think she's the madam of the house." I heard one say to the other. 

Rather than get angry I continued my walk to the kitchen. 

"Good thing you're here." Blair faced me as I passed through the door. "Fry me some eggs." 

I wasn't willing to put up with her nonsense this morning, "you should start frying your eggs yourself or maybe get a maid to do it." 

"Exactly, I'm simply asking you to do your job you have no right to refuse." She said mischievously. 

"I'm not a maid Blair." 

"That's not up to you to decide, fry me two eggs now!"

"Sure." I moved to the fridge, grabbed a bottle of water and spun around to leave when I felt her grip my hair from behind, turning around I graced her cheek with my palm, I was in no mood for nonsense today. 

Cameron's confession made it clear that there was no hope for us, why will I bother tolerating his unruly sister? And to think she's three years younger, from today henceforth I refuse to take any more bullshit. Blair was too shocked to say a word.

I made my way to leave but she suddenly pushed me from behind causing me to fall flat on my face then she pounced on me like a wild cat. It took little effort to flip her over, I rushed her with several slaps all at once. I was going to deliver one last hit when someone held me back. I looked up to see Cameron staring at me, "what do you think you're doing?" His angry tone boomed across the kitchen.

Blair was smiling on the floor aware that her big brother would probably take her side, he pulled me up with his grip tight on my arm. "You're hurting me." I cried but Cameron did not care. 

"How dare you hit my sister? It hasn't even been days, and you're showing your true colours already?"

"She's the one who started it." I defended.

"Do you realise she's a minor?" He questioned. 

So? I should sit back and let her push me around when she could literally be my younger sister. "Does being a minor give her a free pass to hit me?" 

He opened his mouth the speak but quickly closed it, and without saying a word pulled me out of the kitchen.

"Let go!" I demanded but he continued dragging me up the stairs. 

We go to his room and he shoved me on the bed harshly. 

"What are you-" before I could complete my sentence he flipped me over and spanked my ass, I flinched at the roughness of his palm and he did it again, it gave a bittersweet feeling of pleasure mixed with pain. 

I was putting on a skirt which made it easy for him to trail his hand underneath and rip my lace panties apart. My skirt went over my head in a minute, he descended on me raw like a wild animal spanking my ass with each stroke. He went on to grab my ponytail increasing his pace, I cried out both in pleasure and pain, Cameron has never fucked me this way before. 

"Please." I sobbed into the pillow but he kept hitting hard, like my tears were music to his ears. I have no idea how long he went on for but by the time he was done I could barely move my waist and was forced to remain still in the painful position.

However, he flipped me on the bed harshly causing me to shout then his brooding figure came over my tiny frame, he grabbed my tits and squeezed, "bear this in mind anytime you want to make trouble, I don't hit women with my fists but I can certainly do it with my dick. This is just a tip of the iceberg, next time I'll have you blind folded with your hands tied then I'll fuck you hard, I won't stop until the pillow is dripping wet in your tears. Do you understand?"

"Yes sir." I quickly nodded not wanting a replay of what just happened. He rolled off the bed, got dressed and left the room. I tried to move but was unable to so I just laid there in a pool of my tears. 

The sound of my baby crying forced me out of bed, I ran to the next room where the nanny was taking care of them. I found my daughter Vera crying and quickly cuddled her. "You should feed her." The woman advised and excused herself out of the room. 

While I was busy breastfeeding her, Leo started crying. I placed Vera down and picked him up but as soon as I did that she burst into a crying fit again. With both babies crying my head became a mess, I didn't even know how to soothe them.

"Can't I have some peace in this house!" Gina kicked the door open. 

"I'm sorry." I apologised placing the both of them on my lap to breastfeed at once but I mistakenly lost hold on Leo and he headed for the floor. Cameron raced in like a cheetah and caught him before a catastrophe could occur. He laid the baby down gently and faced me with a glare.

"You have just one job!" He yelled, it was two actually but I remained silent.

"Remember, if anything happens to my kids, I will not only

file for a divorce but you will also find yourself in jail."