CHRISTIE'S POISON.
1513 Words
Chapter -: 4
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Smoldered with indignation at her husband's decision on sharing her home with his father, Christie drove like a madwoman. She indeed had meetings that morning but she decided against attending any and switching her course of direction to a place where she knew she would find the peace of mind she craved that morning.
It isn't wrong loving a family member but it has to be illegal the way Danny clings to his father and his father unto him.
She hissed when she felt a slight pinch on her lower lip. Pulling down the mirror to have a look, she saw she had beaten down on her lip too hard it drew blood.
"f**k you, Williams!" She cussed loudly, slapping both hands on her steering wheel. "And you too, Danny, urgh!" She groaned, swirling around to her next turn.
Once she reached her destination, she parked at her spot, got out of the car, brushed both hands on her skirt to smoothen it, and as well check herself to be certain she didn't look as awful as she felt on the inside.
Maybe it's best she stopped talking and worrying about Danny's Daddy issues and just enjoy her married life in peace. If Williams has decided to live in her house forever then, by all means, she would let him. Her heels clicked on smooth victorian tiles as she entered the glass building. As if on cue, all eyes fixated on the perfect figure that just walked into the door. They had no idea a woman could be this beautiful. She had muscles where it was attractive and curves where they counted and knew how to compliment every bit of her God-given beauty with a sexy party skirt and stunning make-up. Obviously aware of the lusty stares, she walked directly towards the front desk where a beautiful busty brunette sat, typing away on her computer while bowling a bubble from the gum she chewed.
"Hello, Ruby!" She called her attention.
Ruby peaked from her computer to find the source of the voice and when she found it, a smile stretched her perfectly glossed lips, she got up and made a quick round to go hug the newly arrived.
"Well, look at you looking all radiant this fine morning." She crushed Christie in a warm hug and the other giggled lightly. "What are you doing here without a call?" Ruby asked with a raise of her perfectly curved eyebrows.
"Here to see my brother, why else?" Christie eyed her and they both laughed.
"Mm-hmm...," Ruby placed both hands on her hips and Christie took in the super-tight black silk skirt the woman wore not to mention extremely short too.
She looked like she was about to seduce someone and Christie hoped for her sake it wasn't Vince she had got eyes on, looking so attractive.
"Well, is he in his office?" Christie asked, already turning around and headed over to the elevator.
"Yes, he is!" Ruby sounded extra chirpy this morning which made Christie suspicious.
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Having gotten into the elevator she pressed the button for the floor she was headed to while she dressed her makeup with the mirror surrounding her. She must say she looked good this morning. Wine-colored skirt on a white cotton blouse, with black heels, her Chanel bag on the other hand. Ruby is no match for her so she shouldn't have to be bothered by her over-trying to please. Besides, Vince has got his eyes on only one woman. A smirk curved her lips as the soft ding sound came on and the elevator doors pulled apart to reveal an elegant hallway. One more glance at her reflection and she was out and sauntering down the hall to the black and gold door she sought.
"Come in," Vince called out when he heard the slight tap on his door thinking it was Ruby, his secretary coming to show off her boobs in the transparent blouse she wore to work that morning. He couldn't hold back the smile that slipped off him when she leaned in a little too closely while trying to flip through some documents for him to sign that morning.
He sniffed the air as that familiar perfume filled his nostrils, he looked up in time to find his half-sister standing in front of his desk.
"Chris." His excitement couldn't be trapped in his tone when he called her name. Getting out of his chair and going to hug the sexy woman. "Wow, it's so good to see you, beloved sister." He kissed her briefly on both sides of her cheeks then pulled away to stare into her eyes.
Christie felt her heart swell with pride at the specimen of a man standing before her. Although Danny was a better-looking man than Vince, standing at 5'10", with glistering brown hair on killer bedroom eyes. She especially loves the way his lips would slightly curve to the side even when he wasn't smiling, it's always intrigued and makes her want to kiss him at all times. Danny was charming, he didn't have to try for a room to light up with his shine. He was a natural at making anyone fall for him. He spoke with gentleness in his voice, his steps bold yet graceful with the body of a Greek god on tanned skin as if he bathes in the sun every day. Danny was how one would say, s*x on two legs and it isn't hard to see where he got all the charms and sexiness from.
But, Vince was reasonably good-looking; tall at 6'2", in good shape from sports and running, with short strawberry blonde hair, and blue eyes. He was her mother's and step-father's son and she was five years older than him. She loved that he admired her and she couldn't get over the fact that he was younger and he practically worshiped the grounds she walked on.
As a teenager, the only cut-out photos of sexy women he had plastered on his bedroom walls were hers. Photography has been one of his greatest passions, he would always be caught stealing snaps of her in bikinis whenever they went swimming. Christie would always laugh out loud whenever she remembered her mother and step-father buying young Vincent playboy magazines so he would take down her pictures from his walls.
Good times.
"What brings the most beautiful woman in my life to my office this morning?" Vince led her to the sofa by the walls and sat her down while he went to grab her a glass of red wine.
"I've missed you, so I paid a visit, I believe it's well overdue." She smiled and took the glass he offered, taking a sip and placing it down on the glass stool in front of her.
"Good thing I don't have any meetings to look forward to although I would cancel in a heartbeat." They both laughed at his honesty. Vince placed her in high esteem. Not that Danny treated her any less only he neglects her whenever his father is around only seeming to realize she exists after he's gone. If only he would learn to stay longer at his own home maybe then she wouldn't be so needy of attention and also build an actual marriage relationship with her husband, not one that is continually intruded on by her father-in-law.
But, that was far from why she craves, Vince.
The boy knew her too well and he seems to know what button to push to get her singing like the fat lady.
"You're making that face again," Vince observed as he watched her closely. He could read her like she was placed in the palm of his hands.
Living and loving someone for so many years could do that to a person.
"I'm sorry...," She apologized and reached for her drink once again.
"I know what will make you feel better-" his words were cut off when her phone began to ring.
"Hey, baby." She spoke calmly into the phone and Vince watched her expressions change the further she went with the phone call. "You didn't bother to tell me!?" She yelled angrily into the phone. "Fine then, I hope you have a wonderful time with Daddy Dearest!" She dropped the call and slumped back onto the sofa.
How could he!?
How could they!?
He was out cruising the sea with his father and they didn't bother taking her along with them.
She knew it was that Williams's idea.
She could have sworn the man hates her.
"Hi." She looked up in time to find Vince naked dressed in her favorite piece of clothing. A black leather collar around his neck that has the word owned inscribed on it. A whip on one hand and her favorite bag which contained the restraint bondage set on the other. "I have been a very bad boy, Mistress, please punish me," Vince whispered ever so softly and Christie's mask came on just instantly.
This is why she craves the boy.
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