Chapter 6
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"I have had enough, Desmond. You don't love me you are only playing with my feelings." I suddenly said, bursting into tears. I couldn't control the tears. It was fake but remembering what he had done to me in my past life, it brought tears to my eyes.
"Fine! Fine!" He yelled and that made me flinch but I don't f*****g care. I don't give a s**t.
"I feel like you are doing this on purpose." He voiced out.
I wiped my tears and smiled.
"So I am right?" I asked him.
"What?"
"You heard me, Desmond. You are cheating. Just don't let me find out who the girl is because when I eventually find out, you will be sorry." I told him and his face fell in shock.
"I- I am not cheating on you and you know it. You f*****g know it."
"I thought I would make this night a fun, memorable one by running my tongue around your c**k tonight to give you the best o****m of your life but," I smiled and looked him in the eye.
"You ruined your chances with me."
I walked away but before I got into my car, he knelt in front of me and the look on his face alone was another thing that made me hold in my laughter. He felt for it. He wanted me. I wasn't planning to give him a head. I am just saying it so he would believe me. The bastard wants to see me naked.
"I, I am sorry. I love you and I am not cheating on you. Believe me. I am not cheating."
After much pleading, I made him drive to another hotel and this time it was an extravagant one. Very expensive and most interiors were made with gold. We got into the room and I sat on the bed. He moved closer to me and we got down to the main deal. His c**k sprang up and I did a good job of rubbing the swell of his manhood. I kept pumping side by side, back and forth and I could tell, merely looking at him that he had lost his mind. His head. He had lost everything.
At this point, if I asked him to transfer all of his money to my account, he would do so without any problem. I smiled as he threw his head back and nothing could make. I will make him want me by all means and after that, I will turn back against him. I will make him suffer.
"f**k. Your hand feels so soft." He moaned and a sly smile appeared on my lips.
"Your hands feel so f*****g good."
He muttered and kept moaning in pleasure. I rubbed the tip and he kept moaning so loud. I would never use my tongue because I find him disgusting now. How could I possibly take him in my mouth when Halley had done that several times?
"I-"
He wanted to say something but I kept pumping him faster.
"I am f*****g cumming."
As soon as those words left his mouth, I left him and it was at that time my phone rang. I left him immediately.
"I have to go now," I said.
Never let your enemies know your next move. Confuse them and make them go the wrong way.
"What?" He said, following me behind to the bathroom.
"You heard what I said, Desmond. My mother just called and I need to be with her as soon as possible." I made him understand but then, he didn't seem to agree with me. I washed my hands and raised my head just to see his reflection in the mirror.
"What? Don't you want me to leave?"
"Of course not. I don't want you to leave. I was almost at the edge. I want us to finish what we started."
"No way."
"I have to go, I promise to come back for you, my love," I said and moved closer to him. I smiled as I placed a kiss on his neck and I walked back to the room. I grabbed my purse and there came a knock on the door.
It was Mr. Alex.
I opened the door and turned to him. If only I could take a picture of his face right now, I would have. He was broken and he grabbed his c**k. It would never be like mine. He should go call Halley to suck him off. I waved my hand.
"Bye, bye," I said and left.
On my way to the car, I couldn't help but smile all along until Mr Alex talked.
"Madam is so angry right now."
I stopped and turned to him.
"Madam?"
"You mother." He replied.
My heart began to beat so fast. Why is she angry at me?
"Do you have an idea why?" I asked, getting into the car.
"She said she called your phone and she is also mad at why you went out at night." He explained and turned the ignition. He stepped on it and drove down the silent road. To be very honest, I am scared. What if she hit me or do something to me? I am not a kid anymore. I am twenty years old.
Oh, right.
I am still eighteen years old. I am still in the past. I don't know why I still can't register it in my brain that I am still eighteen. I am still in the past but just in a different dimension. A better dimension. I am not poor anymore. I am wealthy now and we are okay now.
I breathed heavily when we got home.
The car came to a halt at the centre of the compound. I braced myself up and stepped out of the car. I made my way in and I was about to go up the stairs when I heard her voice. I sighed and turned to her. Maybe she had already checked my room and saw that I was nowhere to be found. f**k it!
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