Deception's Game (The Misses Book 2)

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Reeza kissed Grayson on the cheek as they parted ways. [Another successful date.] She stepped into the elevator and her phone vibrated. [Already?] When she checked the message it was from Legs. “We need to talk.” Even though it was a text message, she could hear his frightfully rugged voice.

“When.” She promptly responded.

“Come to the garage in your building. I am pulling in now.”

His words shook her. [He followed us.] He knew what building she lived in. As soon as she arrived on her floor, she pressed the button to go back down to the garage. When she walked out into the garage an all black sedan with blacked out tinted windows sat off in the corner.

Luke stepped out and opened the back door. “Get in.” Reeza took a deep breath and pushed herself to get into the back sit of his vehicle. After she stepped in and sat down, he climbed in behind her. He slammed the door then leaned against it.

“I can not believe I did not notice who you were. I should kill you.”

Reeza gasped. She held her breath trying to determine if denial was the best direction to go.

“What are you talking about?”

He squinted his eyes and leaned in “Don’t f*****g lie to me. Everything about you, even that timid shy girl that you try to be in front of my brother, reminded me of her. Athena?” Reeza continued to stare blankly.

“There were little things that made you familiar when we first met, then all the pieces came together while we were at the mall. Your eyes, your petite frame, that f*****g voice. Does he know that you are a wreckless cheating w***e?”

She found herself hyperventilating. “I do love him. I was….I was just curious.”

Luke started to laugh. She watched him laugh hysterically for what felt like several minutes. Then he grabbed her hair and dragged her body over to his lap. He held hips and pretended f**k her.

“As long as it’s me and only me, then I will let you live. BUT the moment he finds out and my relationship with him changes, I am killing you and burning this f*****g building down. You understand me, princess?” He wrapped his arms around her hips and licked the back of her ear.

She could feel his boner pressing against her bottom. She moaned and pressed herself harder against him, “Yes Luke. I understand.”

“You are a naughty little bitch.” He held her body against him with one arm and took his length out with the other. Without hesitation he slammed her body on to his length. She screamed out in pain. “Be ready when I am ready.” He growled and continued to use her to reach his happy ending.

As his length throbbed and became harder within her, she hissed and gritted her teeth. He was hitting so deep and so hard, she found herself reaching for something to hold on to. His s*x was so unhinged. He could care less how she felt or if he was pleasing her. His purpose with her was to c*m hard at an optimal speed.

She knew he was leaving her a message the moment he didn’t even attempt to pull out of her. He held her hips firmly until he was finished then forced her off of him, knocking on to the floor of the opposite seat. She wanted to cry. He was good at making sure she was good and humiliated. She never wanted to contact Legs again but now that she had been made she had to continue dealing with him, being humiliated by him.

Being treated like a low life cheater was more than she could mentally handle. She adjusted her panties and avoided eye contact with him. “I’m leaving.” she spoke into the air and pushed the door open. His last words to her were unequivocally terrifying, “Until next time.” She hurried to the elevator without looking back. She needed to use the bathroom and then sit in a boiling hot bath. Luke was becoming a monkey wrench in her perfect love story.

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Luke sat in his car staring at the ceiling after Reeza stepped out. He was angry with himself for wanting to see her scared face. He should’ve told her that he would kill her if she broke his brother’s heart and that they should never see each other again. He didn’t though. The small beads of sweat that accumulated on her brow when he said he knew who she was made his d**k jump in his pants.

In his heart, he couldn’t stand her face. She cheated on his brother and then requested to be a part of traumatic s*x play with a complete stranger. That thought alone made him want to go ahead and remove her from this planet. He stepped out of his car and got back into the driver’s seat. He loathed going home.

Maybe he was looking for companionship or someone to take his frustrations out on. He hated that his wife worked long hours. He had bought them a nice size condo, with a large pool. He accepted that she didn’t want kids, which also meant that he accepted that they may not have a lively s*x life.

He turned on classical music and thought about Suzy. She was a tall woman with big breasts and a round plump bottom. She was more woman than Reeza would ever grow to be. She had long curly brown hair. With all of that, the two main characteristics that sealed the deal for him were her silver eyes that had green accented around the edges and her brown freckles. Even though they were the same age, she had a baby face that would keep her proverbially in her twenties until she was forty.

Thinking about her always stirred strong feelings of sadness in his heart. He wanted her to talk to him about her time at the lab or some silly dad joke she heard, anything. He pressed the command button on his steering wheel, “Call ‘My Love’ “. The car repeated the command and then dialed the number. After the second ring, she picked up.

“Hello.”

“Hi Honey. How’s work going? Will you be home for dinner tonight?”

“I told you this project should be over in another month and everything will be back to normal.”

“I just really miss you. We don’t even have our special night together anymore.”

“Why must you make this difficult? Just give me space for once!”

“You know I’d give you the world.” He felt a tear swelling up in his left eye.

“I can’t wait to see you happy and in love with me again.”

“Lucky, you know I love you. I have to go. I will talk to you later.”

After she hung up all he could think was, “No you won’t.”

He pulled up into their driveway then waited for the garage. He could have a butler and staff like the rest of his family but she insisted they didn’t need all of that. Her need to live fairly below their means kept plenty of money in his pockets.

He walked into his home through the attached garage door. It was immaculate as always. He refused to skip on having a maid. He took off his shoes and stepped into his house shoes. He did as he always did and walked directly to their bedroom, picking up a book from the bookshelves that were built into the hallway walls.