Twenty-Nine
703 Words
Manon
I smirk. Run my fingers through his thick hair. Poor thing, he's all tired out.
How times have changed. Honestly, he's to blame. For all it. I could've blissfully lived my life, unaware.
Innocent. Oh, not forever, life kills innocence, and quickly.
He's life.
But we wouldn't mixed up on this mess if he had left me alone. Big strong Niccoló. Who knows everything, can find anything.
And yet, doesn't know he's already falling. Can't find the common sense to leave me alone.
He once told me, not long ago, to come over to the dark side.
I own it now. The dark side, that is. I was in denial but...it didn't last long. He pushed me over the edge. Seeing him, like this. Weak. Pathetic.
I like it.
I like seeing him disarmed. I doubt he'd do this with anyone else. I'm sure he'd f**k them, but fall asleep?
Not him. He still thinks he's in control. That's the best part, I think.
He still thinks he's in control.
What a sucker.
Still, I'm new to this game. Haven't got my bearings. So sometimes...
***
He wakes up soon after. He never sleeps for long, I notice.
“f*****g hell,” He groans.
He's starter cursing more. Who knows why.
“What's wrong," I pout at him.
“I'm late,” He grits his teeth.
“For what?”
“I don't even f*****g know, but I'm a busy man, and it's three in afternoon, so I'm late for something.”
“Didn't you tell me that you're never late, that everyone else is merely early?”
He scoffs at me, grabbing my chin. “If you believe every word I say,” He breathes lowly, against my lips “Then you're as stupid as you are beautiful.”
“I'm flattered,” I whisper back.
“Don't be. Wasn't really a compliment, kitten.”
“Oooh," I grin. “I'm kitten now.”
“I don't think little chick fits you anymore.”
I'm glad he noticed. I was starting to get worried.
“Aren't you gonna screw me before you go?”
He doesn't look at me. I take the time to examine him. He's a gorgeous specimen, built, strong, nice c**k, excellent form.
Rich, powerful, controlling, but still half way tameable. Devilish, sometimes even a little evil.
Perfect.
“Even my d**k gets tired sometimes, kitten. But I'll be back to play with you soon. Go shopping in the meantime.”
Shopping. How...nice.
“Actually...” He looks up, knowing I'm about to start some s**t.
“I'm gonna go home now. I have to go to work tomorrow.”
He's frozen in a frown.
“What gave you that idea?”
I smirk. “The brain I have, all on its own, no less.”
He sneers. Such an ugly expression on such a pretty face. Oh, who am I kidding? Could he ever be ugly?
“Don't be a smart ass. Your house isn't fixed.”
“That's not true."
He's frozen again.
“You hate messy. You would never leave that place without having it cleaned.”
“You're messy,” he retorts.
“Who said you like me?”
“Fine. Go home. Shoo.”
I smile, leaning up to kiss him. “Thank you, Nic!”
“I'll be over later, kitten.”
I can't wait.
***
He texted me and told me he'd be over at around 6. I told him I'd make him dinner.
I got ready, put on some sexy lingerie black lingerie with a greater belt, and sheer kimono, some high heels.This is gonna be fun.
At around 6 there was a knock at the door. Anticipation filled me.
”Who is it?”
“It's me.”
I grin like a crazy woman, and run to the door. I open it, opening my silk kimono to show him the goods.
“Niccoló,”
He clears his throat. I look behind him.
“And Niccoló's friend," I smile, struggling to cover myself. “Who he didn't inform me aS coming.”
Let me die here. Please.
“Dear God, I'm gonna to get changed.”
I'm gonna kill him.
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