Secrets of Heat to Innocence

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Vera

I was getting bored. I had listened to Percivus complain for the last fifteen minutes. This definitely was not part of the bargain. When he became my s*x buddy, I thought that he would be fun and exciting. At first it was. I hoped that he realized that I was not the type of woman that wanted relationships with men.

I only had agreements with men. We fulfilled each other's s****l needs and nothing more. It made it easier for me not to have to search for a compatible man every single time I had a need. I did not care about his wife, title or even his life. He served a purpose and when I tired of it, then I would move on to the next.

"I thought you would have killed the Spane baby by now." Percivus snapped at me. "I told you since Silas had them kidnapped that the child is well guarded." I told him. Well that was not the truth. I have had countless times to kill the child, it just did not fit my agenda. Percivus fit a purpose, but his whining was a turn off.

To be a man of his age, he did have stamina. I would give him that. He was starting to bore me. Yet, he provided a way for me to remain close to the men that I really wanted. I had wanted Silas to f**k me since the moment that I saw him. He was massive and I fantasized about those huge hands touching my body more than once.

Not to mention Alpha Paul. Although he did not know who or what I was, he had f***ed me like no other man had. Just thinking about it now, made my panties wet. I was bidding my time. He was so mesmerized by his sweet virginal bride, but a man like him would soon get bored. I would be more than happy to peak his interest when he did.

When the time came that I could tell them how Percivus hired me to kill Silas family. He would be indebted to me. Then I could finally see what beautiful surprise that he was hiding in those pants of his, if I played my cards right.

Percivus was still talking and sounding like he was going insane. I had no problem with bedding crazy men. I did have a problem with bedding men that would not shut up.  I was so deep in my thoughts that I had nearly missed what he had said. I know that he did not say what I thought that he just said.

"Did you just say that you have not f*cked your wife since we started f*****g?" I asked him shocked. The main reason that I picked married men was because it was never any expectations and strings attached. Now this weak ass man really stopped bedding his mate because of screwing me once or twice or week.

"Why did you stop f*****g your wife? If anything you should be screwing her more and better than you ever have so she would not find out about us." I said much calmer than I felt.  He glared at me then, that look that I liked," She is too prim and proper to know anything is going on. If anything she will blame herself and never think there was someone else.' He said. How did I not notice that Percivus was this stupid. He really underestimated women. "I hope that you are right, because if she does find out, then we will have to stop fucking." I said. He really glared at me then, "I would think that you would prefer that. After all, we could be together much more than we are now."

I narrowed my eyes at him," Do you expect this to go somewhere?" I asked him. I was a bit amused. Although it would put a turn in my plans. "What are you talking about Vera?" He asked clearly annoyed at my question. "Are you falling in love with me?" I asked. He stared at me a moment, a look of disbelief on his face. Suddenly he roared in laughter. "I was wrong about you Vera, you do have a sense of humor." He said and laughed even harder as he walked over to pour himself a drink.

I do not know why, but his laughter pissed me off.  Was he saying that something was wrong with me? Was I not good enough for him to fall in love with. "I was just making sure that we are on the same page." I said. He continued to laugh and my anger was starting to boil. "What is so damn funny?" I asked him.  He patted me on the shoulder, "You do not have to worry about emotions. We are honest with one another. You and I both know that there is only two types of women in the world. You are one type and my wife is another type." He said wiping the tears from laughing from his eyes. 

I leaned back in the chair." I never heard of that, what do you mean by that?" I lied, I knew what he was saying, but I wanted to hear him say it. He scratched his head, completely oblivious to how he was offending me right now. "You have women like my wife. A clean woman.  She is the type of woman that you fall in love with and have a family. She is the type of woman that you take to meet your family and friends." He said and took a swallow of whiskey. " Then there are women like you. You are really good in bed. You know how to f**k a man because you have so much experience. You do not take your type of woman to meet your family because a lot of the family may have f**ked you already. Do you understand what I am saying?" He asked me. "So women like me are dirty women?" I asked. He looked at me like I was insane. "I would never say something like that, it is more like women like you are the village p***y. But you are different. You keep yours nice and tight." He told me like he was complimenting me in some kind of way. I wanted to slam a knife in his throat. Any man would be lucky to have someone like me. This piece of s**t man have sit here and insulted me for the last fifteen minutes. I watched him walk around the room, if he expected to get anything from me now, he was wrong," You are right,  I need to do a better job with my wife. She is a good woman and deserve better than I have been giving her."