chapter four
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Avery
It was a close call. I almost got caught. Ugh. Why do I feel this guilt? Carson and I are not together for now. He made that clear the last time we spoke. He wasn't ready for anything deep yet and he wanted space. Yet I felt horrible for sleeping with another man behind his back, especially his brother. Geez. Why do I have to f**k his brother?
"Again with the face. What's wrong this time?" Rosey said as I entered the living room. She was always at home because she worked virtually.
I sighed. "I let it happen again," I told her. Rosey was the only person I opened up to. Everyone else knew me as an introvert, who kept to herself but not Rosey. She was more than a friend but a sister. And I told her everything about myself.
"What happened?" She whirled around her work desk. "Tell me, tell me."
"I had s*x with him again."
"What?"
"Yes, Yamin."
"This is now more than being best friends."
I slumped on the floor next to her and sighed. "Girl, we aren't even friends right now."
"But you can't keep your hands to yourself."
"He has a strong effect on me."
"You still love him, don't you?"
I didn't reply. What was I going to say? It was true. Not only did I still care about him. He was good at grinding my p***y. I wished he was the one I was dating, not his brother. "I—"
I got interrupted by my ringing phone. My eyes shone at the name on my screen. It was Carson. My heart sank. I was sure he didn't catch me hiding under Yamin's desk. Yamin led him out of his study, to discuss, while I snuck out of the house. It was the craziest thing, I had ever done. "Answer your call," Rosey prodded.
"It's Carson," I informed her. Rosey knew Carson, and our off and on, relationship. Though, I told her everything. I couldn't bring myself to tell her that Carson was a brother to Yamin. That information still troubled me.
The ringing died. "Come on sis, stop being scared. You're technically not in a relationship with him. This is totally not considered cheating. I can assure you that…what does he want anyway." I shrugged.
The ringing began again. I gulped. Here goes nothing. There wasn't any reason to be frightened. If he decided never to get back with me, I wouldn't care. But if he wanted me then we could work things out. Though, I wanted more of his brother than him. "Hello," I answered.
"Babe?" He squeaked.
"What was that stunt you pulled?"
He chuckled. "What stunt?" I remained silent. "I told you, my brother doesn't mind. I can f**k you in front of him and he won't care."
I rolled my eyes. "What do you want, Carson? We are having our space. Remember."
"Come on. Don't be like that. I still want you. I've missed you."
I groaned. "I'm not a piece of toy, Carson. You can't just drop me and pick me up when you want to play."
He laughed. "Don't say that. Look, that's why I called. Can we meet tomorrow?" He asked.
"I don't know. I'll have to think about it," I answered.
"Hmmm. That wasn't the reply, I was expecting but sure. I'll call you again in the morning, okay?"
"Yeah. I guess." I ended the call and lift my eyes to meet Rosey.
"So?" She asked. "What does he want?"
I opened my mouth to respond when my phone rang again. "For peace sake let me be," I spat. Rosey giggled. My heart skipped when I saw the name on the caller. Yamin. What does he want?
I answered. "Avery," Yamin's deep voice rumbled. It sent shivers down my spine. Like literally chills that made my c**t tingle.
"What?" I replied.
"You left before I returned."
I scoffed. "Obviously, were you expecting me to hide under your desk forever?"
He tittered. "We haven't finished the work you came for?"
"Of course. You didn't let me finish. You had other plans."
"I want you in my office, first thing tomorrow morning. You still need to look through my stocks," he ordered in a professional tone. Different from his seductive whisper.
"Just send them to my email. It isn't necessary for me to be there," I responded.
"No. I don't know if my s*x with you has formatted your brain or something. I don't play with my business and investments. I'm not the guy I was a long time ago, don't expect me to be nice and sweet to you. If I request for you in my office. You come to my office. Unless you want to get fired. I can make that happen by simply buying off your company," he yelled.
My eyes widened. I couldn't understand him. One minute he treated me like a queen. His queen. As if he couldn't live without me. The next minute, he treated me like trash. "Sure. As you wish sir," I squeaked and he hung up. My life would never remain the same with Yamin as a part of it now.
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The next day, I hurried to his office. I didn't want to lose my job or get a bad review for my company. I would do anything he wanted. But to keep my sanity, we had to set down, certain rules. Like no s*x.
I knocked on the and he permitted me to enter. "Morning sir," I greeted. He guffawed.
"What's with the sir?" He asked.
"You're my client. It's a sign of respect," I replied.
"Well, cut the crap. I'm Yamin to you. Don't call me sir, unless you want to piss me off. Now, seat down," he ordered. I obeyed and sat down. His intense gape made me silently uncomfortable.
I cleared my throat. "Yamin. I've got a request."
"Go on."
"We can't keep doing it." Heat flushed on my cheeks. We had s*x and I wasn't shy, but now I wanted to talk about it. I was totally embarrassed.
He chuckled. "Doing what? Fucking."
I averted my eyes from him. My feelings for him were stronger than ever. It was true what people say. 'You can't forget your first love' and 'A guy and girl can't be just friends. One of them is bound to catch feelings.' It was the right thing to do but I didn't want us to stop having s*x. In fact, I wanted more. I was being delusional.
"I'm dating your brother. Well. Kind of."
His office door flew in and two women barged in. "Mom?" Yamin said, bolt standing and looking puzzled.
"Yes, honey. I'm here…with your wife," his mother said. Goosebumps pricked my skin. A sharp pain pierced my heart. My head was spinning and I couldn't breathe.
"Wife?" I whispered.
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