Her Scars

More Frustrations

Malthe POV

I was sitting in the back seat of my car, drumming my fingers on my knee. I was impatient to meet my caramel ice queen. I chuckled remembering how annoyed she was on the phone. She sounded- I cant say scared but her voice was somehow strange. But sexy though. That voice had my blood boiling.

My John Thomas was rock hard in my pants from just the thought of that round full ass in the jeans. Wonder who John Thomas is? That's my d**k. The little guy has his own name.

"Noah why aren't we moving?" I snapped at my driver who stared at me in the rearview mirror and replied

"Its in the evening sir and the traffic is heavy. We'll reach Cathy's in less than 10 minutes. " he informed me before driving. I was again lost in my thoughts. I was nervous though I did not want to admit it. But I couldn't stop drumming my fingers on my knee which was an old habit.

We arrived at Cathy's Cakes a few minutes after 7 and I jumped off the car even before it can come to a complete stop. I jogged towards the door and stopped in my tracks.

There she stood behind the counter wiping it off. She had yet another oversized tshirt which was white. Her dreadlocks were down behind her shoulders and she had a light pink ribbon on her head. God she's sooo beautiful. I couldn't make out what she was wearing with that tshirt with since she was hidden by the counter.

I opened the door and she raised her head, her eyes landing in me. She stopped wiping for about 20 seconds maintaining an eye contact with me. I give it to her, she never cowers no matter how long I stare at her. My stare have men pissing their pants but this darling here didn't even flinch.

I smirked at her then made my way to the booth at the far left. I did that just to annoy her. She will have to walk all the way from the counter to here and I will take my time taking her in. I sat there for 2 minutes and I was about to lose it when she came towards me carrying a tray of my hot tea. Well- I'm surprised she obliged to make tea for me.

I watched her as she came by, it was like my mind was in slow motion as I took her in. The way her neck appeared at the top of that tshirt, the way her t**s were visible even though the tshirt was damn big. I'm sure that it was my size because I'm huge. Her loose black track pants were covering those curves I craved. She banged the table with her hand and I cleared my throat. Boy I have to behave. I am dealing with a tigress here.

She sat in front of me and stared at me without uttering a word. Surely waiting for me to say something. I smirked

"I would rather say I am surprised to find you here. I thought you wouldn't come" I said taking a cup and sipping my tea. The herbs just do it for me. Let alone when they have the sweet taste.

"Get to the point, why did you file a lawsuit against me?" she asked leaning to her seat while crossing her arms across her chest, that gesture pushed her t**s up and Johny twitched.

'I know buddy, and I'm sorry for the torture' I said to my d**k. Well not aloud and adjusted my pants.

"I can say you now know who I am and I do not have to explain to you that the stunt you pulled on that day ruined my face. Woman, I am not a nobody like you. I am a public figure. Someone big." I said after taking 2 sips of my tea.

She stared at me. I could see her engines turning in her head trying to come with the best response. 'Good girl, think before you answer me' I gave myself a mental pat on my shoulder.

"You right. I now know who you are but it's not like I just threw hot tea on your face out of the blue. You Sir deserved it because you were being an A class asshole " she replied, annoyance evident in her voice. I wasn't expecting that reply. But again, who am I dealing with?

"I deserved it?" I laughed bitterly.

She just stared at me with a poker face, without a response. I was losing my sanity. I didn't expect this conversation to turn out like this. I envisioned that by now she'll be on her knees telling me how sorry she is and that she will do anything for me to drop the charges. Guess I was wrong.

"Fine. Now be ready to spend 5 full years in jail" I said with a challenging tone.

"I don't know why you are being a d**k about this whole thing. But spending that ridiculously long time in jail is something I wont be doing while you verbally assaulted me first. I'll tell the judge that me throwing tea at you was a self defense move from your verbal assault." She shrugged it off. My tigress didn't know that i rule this city, this damn country. I can put anyone in jail without a clear reason and no lawyer across the world will come to their rescue. Her words got me chuckling.

"There there tigress. You are wrong. The judge will not even let you speak for yourself or even find a lawyer to speak on your behalf. He'll just throw you in jail with a snap of my fingers." I watched her face, looking for any sign of fear but found none. f**k. This girl...

"Unless you do one thing though. I can drop the charges." She c****d an eyebrow, urging me to continue.

"Sleep with me for a period of 3 months. Be my spermdish who'll bend for me o-" I felt a sharp sting on my left cheek. It felt like time has frozen. It took few seconds to realize she just slapped me. I looked at her to find her face plastered with a pleased smile on her face.

"One, you are crazy if you thought for a second that I am going to sleep with you. Two, you are being ridiculous for filing a lawsuit against me for just a slight matter that you mister called for your self. And lastly, for your ruined perfect face, I have a healing lotion called Gentle Magic back at my apartment so I suggest you go there and I'll give it to you. Surely you know my address since you found out about me in less than 48 hours. I'm not going to ask how you found out because its useless. Now if you'll excuse me" with that, she stood and left me there with my mouth dropped.

Never in history have a I gotten slapped, let alone by a girl. f**k even my mom never raised a hand on me. Not that I spend a lot of time with her and dad. But this chick dared to slap me. In PUBLIC.

1. She threw tea on me!

2. She threw cash on my face!

3. She freaking slapped me!

Damn it! Who the heck is this girl? Was she even a human?