Malicious

Long time ago

"Take me to church." - Hozier

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☞ IN high school I always got picked on. Catrina was f*****g irritating, like an itch you can't scratch.

She annoyed me even after high school. Her father was my inspiration, my hero. I didn't give a f**k about her, but I had to be tied down. Which I never wanted.

We made a deal. Her father and I. Which was he would help me with my businesses, and I marry his daughter. And that we would be business partners. He said if I ever did any wronging towards his daughter, that he would make sure everyone knew that. And if people knew that, they wouldn't want a cheater, nevertheless, a woman being a CEO.

We had been married for a few years, and we had a maid. She was just like Maeve. Which scared me. But she was so sweet, innocent. Her parents were poor and she wanted a better life for them. So she worked for us.

She was the first girl I think I ever loved. We never had s*x, no. She couldn't do it to Catrina. But she wanted to, we talked all day and night.

She told me things, and I told her things I'd never told anyone before. That is until Maeve.

Her name was Aileen. She had beautiful dark skinned that glistening in the sunlight, her hair was curly, curls that bounced when she walked. Her eyes were a beautiful shade of brown.

And her smile was my favorite thing about her. She was the first girl I ever fell for. But one night, she was going to give herself to me, finally, and Catrina caught us.

I felt bad, yes. But she was a business deal. And I had realized what I was doing, Catrina had slapped Aileen, and told her that she was fired.

And the next day, her father was over. Told me that this was a warning. She was paid off, I haven't seen her since.

But ever since then, I closed off. I didn't want anyone, I didn't want to talk to anyone. I only ever pretended because that's when I met Maeve.

She came into my life two years ago because of her mother. And I pitied her, yes. But I was not going to fall into another trap. I ignored her all that time because I didn't want anything to happen to her.

I saw how fake Catrina would be around her, as if she truly cared for her. But she didn't. She hired her to torture me. I didn't talk to Maeve, I couldn't. But I heard her laugh, her talk, saw her smile.

And she was absolutely beautiful. Maybe even more beautiful than Aileen. But I kept my distance until I finally talked to her. I was rude, I knew that. But I needed to be for my sake.

I had already knew she liked me. If that's possible, I mean I've been alive for a long time, I would know by now. She would act different whenever I even came into the room. Maybe not even talk. But I could feel the staring, whenever I kissed Catrina in front of her, she would look away and frown.

So I knew. And I had to change that, because it wouldn't end well for the both of us. That's why I was so rude, and maybe I took it to an extreme but anything not to repeat history.

That's when I finally gave up. And we started talking, hanging out as much as we could. As much as we shouldn't have been doing. She was so consuming. She was everything I needed.

I never wanted to act on my feelings, but I did. And I regret my actions. I'm sitting in my office, thinking about everything that happened.

I kissed her. Finally. And she kissed me back for like five seconds before she pulled back and shook her head.

"I can't do this." She said, I grabbed her hand to which she snatched and stood up. "I'm not a homewrecker. I don't want to be." She said, I stood up too, trying to grab her hands but she backed away.

"You're not. I kissed you." I said. And she wasn't, she would never be. She can't ruin a home that doesn't feel like home. "You're married, you're my boss and not to mention, Catrina talks to me. I don't want to be fired, I really don't. I need this job." She shook her head.

Fuck. I ruined this between us. I looked down at the floor, trying to figure out what to do but she interrupted my thoughts. "I think you should go." This was my second time trying to kiss her. I don't know why I thought this would be different.

But it wasn't. And that's my mistake. She's not like that. She was just like Aileen. "I think we should ta-"

She interrupted me. "That's not a good idea. You have a wife, you're my boss. I don't need this right now." She said, not even bothering to look at me when I looked at her. It was a good five second kiss, the best I'd ever had.

Her lips were soft and plump, and most. "Go. Please." She said.

I wish I could've kissed her as much as I wanted to, as much as she wanted to. Because it was amazing. I felt like a teenager obsessing over some teacher.

But those lips were the best lips I'd ever felt. And I wanted to feel them even more. It was wrong of me but I needed this girl, all to myself.

I wanted to feel her body, every square inch of it. I wanted to kiss her so hard, I want to f**k her with my tongue so she can feel my piercing against hers.

There was so much I wanted to do to her. I looked away from the laptop and to the door, after hearing a knock. It wasn't hers. "Come in." I said, looking back at my computer and typing.

Her friend came in. Angel or whatever her name is. "Hi, uhm I was wondering if Maeve and I could go to the mall maybe..?"

I paused and looked at her. "You can. Maeve can't." I said, with a small smirk on my face. "Why not?" She asked.

"My wife isn't here, which means you can do whatever. I'm here, which means Maeve can't." I said. Arden looked at me, her smile not breaking. "She can if you come with us." I raised an eyebrow.

She nodded. "Maeve f**k this. You come convince her, you're closer." She whined. The whining is annoying. I heard a sigh that didn't come from that girl, Maeve showed herself.

And I felt my day grow ten times lighter. "What ever your name is, leave and close the door behind you." The girl looked at me like I was crazy. But she looked at Maeve and winked. She closed the door and Maeve didn't say a word.

"What's her name?" I asked her, she looked at me. "Angeline." I nodded, giving out an "Ahh" sound.

"You want to go to the mall, correct?" I asked, I stood up, watching her nod, when I started getting closer to her, I backed her against the wall. But I just stood there as well as her. "This isn't a good idea. And you know it." I did, but right now I didn't care.

I just wanted to kiss her, and maybe even f**k her against this desk. "Before I answer you, tell me, did you enjoy that little kiss as much as I did?" I asked, whispered. She didn't answer me, I grabbed her chin, looking her in the eyes. "Come on baby, tell me."

Her eyes slightly widened by the nickname. "You can't do that." She said, I got a bit closer to her, licking my lips. "Do what?" I asked her. "Call me that."

I hummed. "And why not?" She looked down at my lips, and then slowly back up to my eyes. "Because you're married."

I let out a small chuckle. "Tell me." I said. "And this time I wasn't asking."

She gulped. "Yes." She whispered. "Yes what?" I asked, I heard her breathing become heavy. "Yes I enjoyed the kiss." She whispered to me, I wanted to f**k her now.

Just hearing her say that got me hard. "Fuck." I mumbled. "There's no turning back at this point." Was all I said before I kissed her.

And this time, she kissed me back.