My steps faltered as I stepped into the room, but Geoff was right behind me, pushing me gently into the room and locking the door.
He made his way to sit on his throne and I followed. I didn't need him gripping my throat again.
He sat and I kneeled.
"You learn fast." He chuckled.
I straightened my spine and tipped my chin.
"You forgot your robe and crown daddy." I snickered.
"I don't need them. Now do it."
"Bless me daddy for I have sinned."
"Confess." It took everything in me not to roll my eyes at him.
"I assaulted you and could've killed you if I just had a nice grip." I couldn't mask the smugness in my voice.
"I could kill you right now and no one would even ask." That was the sad and bitter truth and it made me straighten up.
I walked down the halls of Carrington High. It looked much better than it did last year. Probably from the donations of this rich kid, Jonah Kingston.I walked towards my locker and saw Jonah on Dahlia...again. That boy needed to get his issues checked. Speaking of issues, Geoff's face popped into my head, but I internally swatted it away.Dahlia was just too nice for her own good. Whatever he was saying to her made her face become red, so it must be something dirty."Don't you have something else to do? Like, I don't know, remove that stick up your ass?"Dahlia giggled. He stared at her for a beat and turned to narrow his eyes at me."Watch your fucking mouth Anderson." He turned back to face Dahlia."Take a picture. It'll last longer." I spoke to him and I honestly didn't blame him. Dahlia was easily the most beautiful gi
That night, after dinner, Dexter Raymond called me."Are you ready? You don't have to do this.""I know I don't Ray, but I want to." I slipped on a hoodie and a pair of loose pants, both were black.I silently opened the front door, but of course, Geoff heard it from his study."Ramara." That was all he said. I could risk it by running out the door, but I didn't want to be subject to his wrath later.I trudged to his study and opened the door."Where are you going?" He asked me.I put my hands in my hoodie pockets."I'm hanging out with Brandon.""If I didn't know the boy was gay, I would would have tied you up."My face flamed in heat."Can I go now?""Kiss me and I'll let you." My mission was really important, so
Geoff :Ramara. Remy. The thought of her sent a rush through my blood.I watched as she closed the door silently behind her after she peered into my room. She was glad her whore mother wasn't sleeping with me.I wasn't in the habit of letting women into my bed, especially women like her mother. After an hour of waiting, I got out of bed. I had a camera installed in her room. Too fucking bad, I couldn't keep one in the bathroom. I didn't need to use secret cameras to look at a sweet little body that belonged to me. I would have my fill soon.My dorogoy thought the locks would keep me out. A sinister feeling rose in me. If only she knew. She was too good for me. I didn't deserve her, but I'll be damned if I can't have her anyway.I got out of my room and opened her door with my key. I didn't need to worry about making a sound. She was out cold tonight, not t
The next morning, I woke up feeling hot and tingly. My body ached and I couldn't get up from my bed. I touched a hand to my forehead and groaned. This was not a good time to get a fever.I panted. It was a bad move. Morning breath. I got up, crawled on all fours to the bathroom and managed to brush my teeth, sitting on the toilet.I crawled back the way I came, which unfortunately took longer since I used up my energy to brush, but the good thing was I didn't have bad breath anymore.I pulled myself up on the bed and sprawled out on the cool sheets which felt cool against my body.I fell back asleep and when I woke up again, my eyes collided with cool grey ones."Oh hey." I managed to say even though I wanted to ask him what he was doing in my room."What's wrong with you?" He crossed his arms across his chest.
The next day, I woke up feeling much better. Thanks to Geoff. I brushed my teeth and took a nice long shower.I pulled on a pair of skinny jeans and a loose T-shirt. Just as I was about to head out, I noticed something in my room. Something small, black and round. Something very similar to a hidden camera. With my pulse pounding in my ears, I walked closer and I knew. I knew a camera when I saw one.With anger fuelling me, I reared my arm back and punched the camera, shattering it into pieces.With the same anger in my blood, I stormed into his bedroom, finding him buttoning his shirt up. Just when I thought he was redeemable. I should have know better.I fisted his collar and slapped him. Hard. His head whipped to the side. I refused to feel any guilt."How dare you invade my privacy?! Did you get off on it?"He didn't say a word, his head slowly turning to
Shit just hit the fan when I reached school. I just happened to walk into school at the same time as Dahlia. I don't know what happened between her and Jonah, but now, I was covered in green slime.Jonah had a girl pinned against the lockers, but his gaze was pinned on Dahlia and I saw the brief flash of hurt she tried to mask. What a douchebag.I wanted to retaliate, but I saw Dahlia rub some slime on her fingers and mumble, "Interesting."She took out a small ziplock from her bag and put some slime in there. I think that's all the retaliation Jonah needed. I smothered a laugh. The girl Jonah was pinning muttered 'Nerd', looking at Dahlia and I muttered 'Bitch', looking at the girl.Right on time, Principal Richards came storming through the hallway."What in the world is going on in here?" His voice boomed in the silence.His gaze la
"Good evening! What can I get for you today?" I asked the middle aged lady standing in front of me."I would love a bubble tea and a scone."As I prepared her bubble tea, I heated up a scone. I put them both on a tray and placed it in front of her."Thank you." She tipped the jar and went to take a seat at an empty table.The door opened again and I gritted my teeth in anger. Chelsea and her entourage. She was the queen bitch. I had beef with her and I did not want her in my cafè. But, when I saw Dahlia walk behind them, worry gnawed at my gut.I saw that there were no new customers and went to their table."Dahlia! What are you doing here?"She smiled at me. "Chelsea wanted to get to know me better."I looked over at Chelsea and grimaced when she smirked.
"What the hell are you doing?" I snapped at him.He didn't respond. He just inched my oversized shirt over my thighs, but I stopped his movements with my hands on his, He didn't like this, so he trapped both my wrists in one of his hands.The shirt reached my hips and he looked down. My legs weren't even spread."Geoff, stop. You're married to my mother!"That stilled his movements and I sighed."You know nothing about that Remy. I know what I'm doing.""I don't sleep with married men.""I don't cheat on my wife. I don't consider your mother as my wife. Should've married you instead."I gasped. "Geoff! That's fucked up!"He wouldn't be deterred anymore and he whipped my shirt over my head, looking at my nakedness.Goosebumps covered my skin as I tried to cover myself, but I co
Three years later :"Geo." I groan as Geoff flicks my abused nipple. "You're a monster." I huff when he starts sucking on my other nipple. "I love your tits, dorogoy. It's not my fault they're irresistible."Somehow, after all these years, Geoff can still make me blush. I run my hands through his golden hair and stare into his grey eyes I love so much. The longer we stare at each other, the more heated our gazes become. I run my palm down his naked chest, lightly brushing his golden curls. It doesn't stop there though. I venture further down and am not surprised to find his erection in his sweats. I cup it and stroke. He closes his eyes and I touch my lips to his. An abrupt bang on the door jolts me awake."Ramara, dear. The kids are waiting for you.""I'll be down in ten, Yvette." I holler, despite my throbbing centre. I look beside me and find the other side of the bed empty. It's becoming more frequent these days. I don't know how it started, but I miss him already.With a sig
Geoff :6 years later:I decided to come home early today, because why not? My dorogoy barely has time for me as is, plus I can take care of the kids while I'm at home.As soon as I opened the door, the twins latched on to both of my legs. I pretended to fall down and heard both their giggles.Ava and Mikhail. They blabbered on about something at the same time, but I'm not fluent in baby gibberish.But, I did seem to nod at the right time and laugh at the right time because they gave me proud looks. Then, they ran back to the living room.I followed them and spotted my dorogoy on the floor with all kinds of art supplies scattered around. Even Yvette was there. We hired her as the nanny. The twins were a mixture of me and my wife. Blond hair and green eyes.Remy turned around to look at me and her green eyes s
"So I'm not just your fuck buddy?""No." He said vehemently."Hate me. Loathe me. Despise me. But, don't fucking love me. Otherwise, you'd consume me. More than you already do. Until there's nothing left of me without you. I've been telling myself this for days. It doesn't matter now. You're mine and I want you so much. Back at the Bratva, I closed off my emotions. It was the only way to survive. But, seeing you always increases my emotions tenfold. I'm not blaming what I went through for my actions. I'll make it up to you, but you're staying with me." He squeezed my thigh and I was pretty sure my panties were soaked."Now that's the Geoff I know. The demanding insufferable ass."He shot me a look.He drove us to the airport."Didn't you bring anything with you?" I asked him."I knew that I had to bring you back. I didn't
2 days later :I was just getting settled in Dad's place, even though it didn't feel like my home. I tried not to think about Geoff, but it was impossible. I wonder if he's thinking about me. My lips curled when I thought about him with another woman.Sandra and Dad were very excited to see me despite my sour mood. They didn't have many visitors in the two days I was here, so when I heard the door bell ring, I was sceptical, but I opened the door anyway.I stumbled back a step when I saw Geoff in front of me. Not just normal Geoff. Haggard, disheveled Geoff. His hair was mussed up, his clothes were rumpled, his eyes were red and he even wore mismatched shoes. His normal five o'clock shadow was thicker than normal.I mean, I didn't look any better, but..."You look horrible." I was the first to speak. I was anxious, happy, angry and frustrated all at once.&
I parked Geoff's car in the driveway and slumped my head against the steering wheel. How in the ever loving hell will I get him inside?"Geoff. Wake up." I shook him hard.He jolted."Come on baby. We're home."I got out and opened his door. I leaned in and held his face in my hands."You have to help me out here Geo. You have to stay awake honey. I don't want to drag you and I can't lift you all by myself. Got that?"He got out on unsteady feet and slumped against me. I wrapped my arm around his waist."Easy."I locked his car and managed to get him to the front door. I couldn't unlock the door without putting him somewhere. I made him lean against a pillar and made quick work of opening the door."Geo. Come on honey." He could barely keep his eyes open, but he leaned against me and stumb
We ended up riding in Geoff's Audi. I put up no protest because I honestly didn't want to drive around in a dress, so I let it go, by pretending that Geoff was my chauffeur.I've seen Ray's house from the outside, but I've never been inside. The normal beige exterior was strewn with lights. For a rich man, his two storey home was humble and cozy."What's the party for?" I asked Geoff.His hands clutched the steering wheel in a white knuckled grip. I dared look down and I knew why the steering wheel was facing his white knuckled wrath. The man was painfully erect.I damn near rolled my eyes. Was it even normal for a man his age to be hard all the time?Still, it did things to my ego. But, I would be very, very mad if he was like that around anyone else. In fact, the thought had me shoving open the car door. It was irrational and downright stupid, but I couldn't do anything about
Dinner at Yvette's was lovely. She made jalapeño poppers, seafood paella and a delicious chocolate pie for dessert.The whole Garcia clan was welcoming. Yvette's husband, Anton Garcia welcomed me with open arms and her son, David Garcia was cute in a next door boy kind of way.I pretended to be happy, but really I was thinking about Geoff the whole time. I wasn't very good company that night, but no one pointed that out, and for that I was extremely grateful. I would definitely do dinner again with them and I hoped Yvette would invite me again...maybe when I wasn't feeling so down.I thanked Yvette for dinner, said my goodbyes and drove back home. I jumped out of my truck and wiped away my tears. God, I was miserable. It's like someone is piercing a blunt knife through my chest over and over again. As soon as I walked through the front door, Geoff was on me, pinning me to the wall beside the fron
I passed Geoff with pain in my heart to add to the pain in my head. Last night, I just wanted to forget the pain and forget the memory of his words, but in the end, he was the one who ended up taking care of me.I decided to give Geoff one day to apologize. If he didn't, then I had to go. I can't live with this constant ache in my chest.Want me. Love me. Own me.The words sounded pathetic even in my own mind.Marla, the cafè owner gave me a full time job once she knew that I graduated. I thought Geoff could come to my Graduation party, but that card seems to be off the table now.I dressed in a pink polo shirt and jeans when I saw Geoff in my doorway. I opted to ignore him. He looked as drunk as I felt.I put my keys and money in my pocket and stood in front of him. He was still blocking the doorway."Move."
Geoff:Goddammit.She was scrambling in my arms, but I just tightened my hold on her. What the fuck was I thinking?Hate me. Loathe me. Despise me. That stupid fucking monologue got me into this shit. I stared down at her face after slamming the door on the boy's face.Her eyes were bloodshot and her face was wet with tears and snot. She was a beautiful mess. Her lips were also red and swollen. Anger immediately filled me."Did you kiss him?"She blinked at me. "Fuuuckk you. Put me doooown."Yes, I could deal with her anger. I gently put her down and she took a step forward. I immediately caught her as she tripped on her own feet.She slumped to the ground and faced the ceiling, giggling as she tried to make snow angels on the floor.I crouched down beside her.&