3 C.R.I.M.E.S

Chapter 4

Angela POV

"Alright who's going to go first?" I asked as I faced the couple.

None of the two made a move to talk so I faced Boss expectantly.

"Boss, would you please go first?" I asked respectfully.

"No."

"Joseph, just go first," boss lady demanded as she rolled her eyes.

He grunted, pulling out his journal.

"Start with what you hate about boss lady and then after that with what you love about her," I instructed as I watched him open it. "We will not be allowed to interrupt the other whilst they are speaking. You may begin, Boss."

He cleared his throat, "the things that I hate about Jacqueline: that she is trying to get a divorce, I hate that Jacqueline is trying to take my child away from me. I hate that Jacqueline does not want to have s*x with me, I hate that Jacqueline moved out of our house along with Natalya. I hate that she always finishes the hot water whenever she knows that I have to shower right after her...and I especially hate when Jacqueline knows that certain clothing makes other men look at her with utter lust, but she still chooses to wear it."

Boss lady rolled her eyes when the last point was spoken, but Boss on the other hand looked pretty satisfied with himself and his points.

I nodded and cleared my throat, "now on to what you love about her, Boss."

He grunted again, flipping the page, "I love when Jacqueline pulls on my hair during sex..."

He looked her way with a smirk on his face as she glared at him but I saw the way her cheeks tinted, indicating that she was blushing.

"I love when Jacqueline gets on top..." Again he paused looking at her smirking and this time a smile broke through her features as she tried her best to glare at the same time as well.

"I love when Jacqueline walks around naked..." At that she laughed and shoved him.

"Is your whole list about s*x?" She whisper yelled but I heard- due to my training. He nodded proudly.

"I love it when she gets all wild and rough. I love how Jacqueline is spontaneous...sexually," He looked at her, his eyes taking on a suggestive look filled with mirth.

Is it bad that I actually wanted them to do it right here on my desk? With me watching...

"I love how Jacqueline is such an amazing mother to Natalya, I love how she puts Natalya first- love how she's always there for me, no matter what happens, she's there. I love the way she talks and gives me attitude, the way she walks and her body naturally moves all sexy. I love her loud laugh and her offensive jokes, the way she covers her hair with that weird old silk scarf of hers. I love watching how she does her make up, how she sleeps even though she snores and drools. I love her ass the most. Because her ass is her...yeah, that's about it."

I nodded at him, barely hiding the look of awe on my face. I then turned towards the boss lady.

"Alright, uhm what I hate about Joseph. I hate how he always baby's me. I hate how he never lets me wear short clothes outside- how he always leaves the toilet seat up. I hate how he buys Natalya whatever she wants, whenever she wants. I hate how he's always gone for long periods of time. I hate how his job takes up the time we're supposed to be spending as a family."

I nodded probing her with my hand for her to carry on.

"What I love about Joseph is that he's always there for me. I could call him at anytime, any place and he'll be there within minutes. I love how he treats Natalya like a princess. I love how he takes care of my family. I love how he always listens to me and does whatever I ask him to do. I love how he takes charge and leads the way. I love the way he dresses and the way he talks. I love..." She looked up shyly then at him before looking down, "his s****l drive. And I love how he spoils me and let's me also get whatever I want."

"Boss lady, during boss's list of things he hates about you, he said that he hates that you're taking his daughter from him. I just have to ask, are you? Or do you plan on taking his daughter away from him?” I asked her putting my glasses on as I faced them both.

"I've been trying to explain to him for what feels like a million times. I'm not taking Natalya from you, you can see her whenever you want. I just don't want her involved in this lifestyle. She shouldn't think it's normal."

"Well, boss lady, have you ever asked her what she wants?"

"She's only 3, she doesn't know anything."

"Children are very observant, boss lady. I would suggest you look into that." I said as I pushed my glasses up the bridge of my nose. "Boss also spoke about being sexually...deprived."

"Deprived doesn't even cover it, it's been two months," Boss muttered as he fixed his tie, but his words rang through the quiet office.

"It's always about s*x for you!"

"Well I'm a man I can't help it. s*x makes me happy."

"Well a divorce will make me happier!"

He fell quiet and I held my breath. Not because of what she said but because of the look on his face.

His face got harder, his eyes clouded and I knew at that moment he was about to blow up.

I watched as he put his fingers under her chin and made her face him, his face drew close as if he was going to kiss her.

"I think I've given you too much freedom, you've forgotten who I am and who you are," His voice was low, threatening and dare I say it, was a mega turn on. I silently wished I was on the receiving end of it, but that dream was very short lived, "if you ever, ever again mention a divorce..."

He left her hanging looking into her eyes. I was not about to say anything.

"You'll do what? Huh? Tell me what will your little Russian ass do about it?" She snapped back getting up and standing over him.

Oh god.

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Jacqueline POV

He chuckled darkly, standing up as he stepped towards me, "what will I do? What will my 'little' Russian ass do?"

In his eyes I saw the predator that was always lurking. I saw the killer, I saw the anger. All directed at me.

I was supposed to be scared, terrified but instead I was hot and bothered.

But I wasn't about to back down.

His eyes went to Angela, "we'll see you Friday night."

With that being said, he grabbed my upper arm dragging me but I quickly pulled away from him, glaring and then taking my purse before shoving him out of my way. I stomped all the way to the elevator and he was right behind me. Three stomps of mine was equal to more or less a step for him.

He got in the elevator with me and as the doors closed my stomach dropped.

I saw his hand reach for the stop button, pushing it he turned to me. Immediately pushing me up against the wall of the elevator and lifting me up.

My legs automatically wrapped around his waist as he brought me eye to eye with him.

"I think you've forgotten your place, Jacqueline. You're talking to me however way you want."

I glared at him. "I talk to you like that because I'm no longer your wife," I gritted out.

He kissed his teeth as his arms tightened around me, "what the f**k did you just say?"

My breaths came out quick and short but I matched his hard look with my own, "I said that I'm no longe-"

His lips immediately collided with mine. Angrily moving against them, passionate, filled with hunger and oh god, so so much anger.

Almost immediately I opened my mouth, giving access to his tongue. His hands travelled to my ass, groping it hard and pushing me against his already hardened member causing me to moan out loud.

His lips left mine as he went to my neck and started sucking on my soft spot. I moaned, my arms around his neck as I threw my head back, enjoying the feel of his hard sucking on my neck.

I could already feel myself dripping as his lips went lower. His one arm wrapped around my waist while the other went to undo the buttons of my shirt.

He growled, just popping the buttons and then simply grabbing my left boob out of the bra then the other. His lips latched onto my n****e and he sucked like a baby starved of their mothers milk.

My breath caught as he sucked, and I grinded against his hard member and oh lord, it had been too long. It felt so good rubbing against him, feeling his hardened 7 inch c**k against my core.

He left my n*****s as his hand went in between my legs pushing my panties aside. All this time he looked me in the eye, watched me and I, in turn, watched him as well.

"Say it again," he whispered harshly in my ear, his voice rough as his finger rubbed against my entrance, "say you're not mine."

With that his thick digit entered me and I felt myself wrap my legs around him tighter, forcing him to stay put. He moved it in and out and with just one finger he was already doing a much better job than that damn vibrator of mine.

"Holy...ah, I'm...oh, Joseph," I moaned out as he pumped into me with just one finger.

"Say you're not mine," he ordered me as he bit on to my n****e hard, and then sucking, "are you not mine?"

"No...I'm...I'm yours," I moaned out loving the sensation only he could give me.

I felt him stop and I opened my eyes looking back at him again, "what-what the f**k? Why did you stop, Joseph?"

"I'm not giving you anything until you come back home." He grumbled out as he set me down, turning away from me he pushed the start button again and the elevator started moving.

I watched as he reached into his pants and started adjusting it before I started paying attention to myself.

"I hate you."

He chuckled as the elevator doors opened and we were on the ground floor, his hand went to my ass, squeezing it tightly and brought me flush against him and he bit my ear.

"Oh, detka, yet every time you say that we end up banging against a wall."

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